lcionline Chapter 246 What era do you think this is?
Chapter 246 What era do you think this is?
After the meal, everyone took a short break as usual, watching the news and drinking beverages.
However, the news didn't offer much new information, and Liu Yun and Xu Muqing found it rather boring. So, each took their tactical dagger and the heavy black sword and went to practice their special training in the courtyard. Their goal was to at least force Lin Yuan to move a step or two during their next training session.
After Jiang Qian compiled a list of the materials and equipment needed to build the large base, she sent it to Cao Minglun, urging them to get started as soon as possible.
She herself had nothing to do.
Just then, the door to the lounge was pushed open, and Zhu Cong walked in with a faint smile on his face.
Next, Xue Shisan saw in the scene that the Hou family's Heavenly Venerable peeled away the flesh and blood of the chisel-toothed creature, turning it into a white skeleton, while its indestructible skin was made into a banner.
Qin Chuan felt a chill in his heart. If it weren't for the Battle Realm protecting him, he himself would probably have lost all his cultivation.
Before he finished speaking, Kang Longji flicked his whisk, seemingly moving it from his left arm to his right.
Because Zhou An was worried about making a mistake, he focused all his energy on reattaching the leg of Prince Rong and temporarily gave up suppressing the Gu poison in his body. This caused the Gu poison in his body to not only explode and split, but also spread throughout his body.
The absurd and nonsensical logic, however, weighed heavily on the young boy's heart as he listened.
Another murmur arose from below. Ning Feng's answer did not satisfy everyone, but since Ning Feng did not want to go down, they did not press him further.
At the same time, Bi'ang left, clutching his severed arm. Although he looked dejected, he was not discouraged. His life force was surging, and his spiritual power far surpassed that of his contemporaries. Presumably, he had some secret method to restore his severed arm.
Gu Jiansheng certainly didn't want to linger on Mengling Mountain, and the Huanzhu Grass wasn't something he absolutely had to get. So, the three of them immediately decided to leave Mengling Mountain.
“It seems you’re determined to come with me, so let’s not waste any more time.” Ye Zhusheng bent down, picked up the animal skin bundle from the ground, hung it on his body, and then picked up a torch.
Qian Cang reached out and put the black microphone back. His right hand gripped the plastic handle of the long black umbrella, the warmth from before had dissipated, leaving only a cold touch.
They obeyed the orders of the First Madam, Meng Jinlian. Although they knew it was inappropriate to play funeral music on such a day, they were paid to do so.
The compound-eyed crow was startled, and the image of General Bai Yu wielding his sword was reflected in dozens of pairs of red eyes.
"Your Majesty, the prefects of all the counties have issued orders to all 326 counties of the Lingtian Ancient Dynasty. Tomorrow, during the sacrificial ceremony to Heaven, everyone will wear white mourning sashes, including merchants from other countries who have come to our country for trade," replied Huoya, the chief prefect of the Lingtian Ancient Dynasty, standing behind Zhuge Liang.
If neither of them had entered a state of preparation for battle, he really wouldn't have been able to make a judgment. The reason he was certain was that Uvogin and Nobunaga had clearly entered a state of preparation for battle but had not used 'Entangle'.
“If you carry the scales with you, you won’t have to worry about the resentment of ghosts anymore,” the human-snake Bai Lian said to the three.
If Lu Kun's soul hadn't been concealed, this chaotic will would likely have impacted him.
The name Bayang was chosen by him and he told Ouyang Yu in a meaningful way that it was his Daoist name, and now his sword is the same.
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Shenmen standing proudly before him, wielding a divine sword of light and shadow.
The colorful snow did not disappear after reaching the top, but instead seeped into the pools of water at the top of each of the black towers.
Her face was full of helplessness and mockery. "You must think I feel very comfortable and proud of bringing you down, right?" Ruoxi glanced at her, her eyes indifferent, showing no joy or sorrow.
After taking a sip of tea, Wang Yu asked, "Where to next?" Wang Yu was, after all, just an ordinary college student with little experience. The old man, on the other hand, had lived for so many years and possessed a wealth of experience in every area; naturally, he had more authority to speak on this matter.