Chapter 126: Childhood Memories, the Little Girl Who Fell While Picking Mulberry Leaves...
"Dinner, dinner! If I don't eat soon, I'm going to starve to death."
Finally, it was time to eat. Everyone perked up, drawn to the table by the fragrant aroma of the meal.
"Xiyu, have more vegetables."
"The braised pork knuckle is Little Zhou's specialty; it's delicious. Little Bin has loved it since he was a child. You should have some too. Girls shouldn't worry about dieting; you look better with a bit of meat on your bones."
Grandma Fu was in high spirits, constantly piling food onto Lin Xiyu's plate. Before long, her plate was...
Li Bumian was speechless. Why were all the followers he recruited such ruthless characters? Couldn't they see who he was? He was perfectly content just being a slacker who knew how to cheer them on!
Chu Kuangren narrowed his eyes, his expression as bewildered as a waiter who had forgotten to add soy milk to his latte.
Gu Yu hurriedly reached out and grabbed Tang Youran's arm, pulling her toward himself.
With that, Rong Mei quickly stripped off her own clothes and pressed them firmly against his abdomen to stem the bleeding, holding them tight with all her might.
The next moment, the ancient spirit trees seemed to come alive, waving their thick branches and vines to lash out and entangle the nearby beast souls.
He executed a Euro step. "The Brow" tried to intercept him, but Zhan Musi slipped past to the right like an eel.
But in truth, for the first week, he had called her every night to ask how she was doing over there.
McGee prepared to jump for a layup, but two Lakers players were pressing him, leaving him no room to shoot.
If the opponent were truly invincible, he would naturally need to rely on Cai Zijin's power. But now that the odds were even, there was no need for unnecessary depletion.
Meanwhile, major forums and bulletin boards had already exploded. Rumor had it that the number one anti-Zhan "trash-talking dog" in the country had been live-streaming, and upon hearing the contract amount—whether due to a short circuit in his brain or something else—he had furiously punched his monitor, ending up in the hospital with twenty-four stitches.
Although I didn't know if he would have more demands after this, I figured it was time to show my sincerity, so I didn't say anything more and agreed directly.
"Right! Everyone, search the large caves on the mountain and see if you find anything." Since there was nothing outside, there was only one possibility: the person was hiding inside the mountain.
"I truly wanted to investigate this, but I was caught by you right after I got the news, so I never had the chance!" Facing my suspicion, the bald man replied once again.
Just as everyone was discussing the World Boss, Brother Nuannuan, who had been swallowed by it, emerged from the arena's respawn point. However, judging by his furious expression and the things he was muttering to himself, it seemed this matter was far from over.
When the creature's vacant, roving eyes turned toward Yang Wanwan, the white-robed monk stepped in front of her, his short blade slicing through the air as he assumed a defensive stance.
In the pod where Zheng Ming lay, the nutrient solution churned. A transparent snake shadow and an equally transparent dragon phantom appeared out of thin air, circling his body and agitating the calm liquid.
"It's just because you and I are from the same village. If my nephew was kindly taken in by you but repaid your kindness with ingratitude by stealing your money, how could I ever have the face to see you again? That's why I came to warn you."
Luo Han had told her that this was her innate ability as a Ferryman: to empathize with "spirits."
"Wang Yi, you don't need to play games with me. If you wanted to kill me, you would have done it long ago; you wouldn't have waited until now. So, knowing that you don't dare to kill me, do you really think I would agree to your terms?" Facing Wang Yi's surprise, I responded directly, laying the topic out on the table.
Why else would Fang Yacen go out of her way to "kindly" make them change into expensive clothes, if not to push them out as sitting ducks to attract Zhao Qingliang's attention?