Chapter 24: A Brawl

Cultivo de Imortalidade aos 3 Anos e Meio, Sistema de Branquear Chega 500 Anos Antes Pequeno Pangu 1297 words 2026-08-04 06:55:02

She finally had spirit stones she had earned herself; the system had never rewarded her with a single one.

The only thing she possessed that contained spirit stones was a storage ring given to her by her father, Leng Feng, but it was sealed and could only be opened once she reached the third level of Qi Refining.

Looking at her inventory now, it was filled with many treasures, but she truly lacked spirit stones.

But now, didn't she have them?

"Deal, here!"

Nangong Wanyu, having obtained the chicken leg, didn't care about anything else. She began to eat immediately, pushing aside those who had gathered around.

Xiao Lang said to himself with a self-deprecating smile, what was she going to explain to him? That it wasn't what he saw? Then what was it really like? Should he still believe her?

"Great King, that means you have already been defeated by the Kingdom of Light. You were crushed by a lone hunter," the outsider listened patiently and said bluntly.

Upon reaching an altitude of five or six hundred meters, Yang Fan stopped ascending, steadied his position, and waited for Daru to catch up.

"Hee hee, I knew Brother Feng was the best." Seeing Chen Tianfeng agree, Lan Ruoying excitedly ran up and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"Since Lady Qin is unwilling to admit it, then I shall have you meet this Wu Li, so that you may be convinced, and in doing so, I will have done justice to my seventh brother." He refused to believe that she would be able to stir up any more trouble after seeing Wu Li.

"Fine! We will go now. I will make sure your brother does not die. You can tell me the reason for all this on the way!" Hughes knew that time was of the essence, so he didn't waste words. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Yang Fan walk up to Ska, and a sudden sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

The funeral had taken place yesterday. Today, there were far fewer people coming to pay their respects at the commander's mansion compared to the bustle of the past few days. Just as he was about to step out of the side gate, he ran into Li Daofu, who had finished arranging the rituals at the White Tiger Hall.

"Actually, the main goal is to attract people from the surrounding areas to buy property. They are wealthy individuals; once they settle down here, it is hard to say they won't invest in this place as well," Director He said.

The power of the undead was actually quite strong, especially that of high-level undead. Jack had only just reached the level of a high-level undead. Yang Fan’s body arched like a bow as he flew backward.

Hu Xixi led the visitor into the house with a smile. Catching a glimpse of the old man searching for Qiuqiu in the doghouse, she felt a wave of sadness and nearly broke into tears.

"Alright, Grandma knows. Grandma has a lot of wrinkles on her face, right?" The old lady huffed unhappily and let her hands drop in a gesture of resignation.

The guest room delivered fresh clothing for the two of them, and breakfast was already set on the table, the bread wafting with an enticing milky aroma.

"No matter! If you can summon them, do so. If you can't, just record their names on a list for me!" Liu Tianhao said nonchalantly.

The mobilization work had already been completed back when the main army departed from Anguo County. In the philosophy Liu Tianhao had instilled from the top down, the Yellow Turban Army was nothing but weak bandits who would crumble at a single blow! Even if the Yellow Turbans before them numbered a hundred thousand, so what?

To brazenly jump out and rob people of their money, and to do it so effectively that even the titan of the film industry was left speechless—in all the world, only Zhang Jin could pull that off.

"Send out a few more messages," Ye Juntian’s expression turned somber; he had a gut feeling that something major might have happened.

Ever since that test of bloodline power, Southwest no longer ignored or turned a deaf ear to Lu Xia. Although she remained cold and indifferent to everyone, she now treated Lu Xia as an equal. When Lu Xia spoke to her, she would respond, and occasionally, she would even take the initiative to speak to Lu Xia herself.

As soon as lunchtime arrived, Chen Shaohua called out to Zhang Jin to go eat, and they ran into Tiepi at the elevator entrance.

No sooner had the words left his mouth than four security guards pounced like wolves. Without a word, they seized the fat middle-aged man and the thin middle-aged man, twisted their arms behind their backs, and shoved them toward the door.

Lin Sese lazily opened the box; she recognized the brand of the phone—it was the most expensive in the world.

Dong Yi asked himself in a murmur, then nodded, finally understanding the crux of the matter.