Volume I Chapter 50 Descending the Celestial Ladder (4)

Genres:Fantasy
        The fifty-first floor of the Immortal Building is named "Mirror Flower Water Moon," appearing both real and false. One must find the key to breaking the formation, otherwise, even if one kills more demon beasts and monsters, it will be of no use.

    Looking at Qin Shuoxu, who occasionally glared at him, Wu Zhuomin cut off a suddenly emerging blood snake with a sword and warned, "This person seems to be holding back something bad."

    Infused with a fierce killing intent, Pi Wuju's tone became increasingly impatient: "The taste is even more repulsive."

    Looking at the pitiful child, Wu Zhuomin continued: "He doesn't look right. When I saw him outside the Immortal Building earlier, his cultivation was at most a mid-stage of Jin Dan. Now, it seems he is at least a Yuan Dan......"

    With the joint amplification of the six divine weapons of the Primecosmic Thunder, Raymil's demonic physique instantly disintegrated by 80%, and it would not be long before even the core essence of its Life Puppet could not be maintained.

    Hearing the boy's voice, the Five Star looked back at him in some confusion. After a full five breaths, he remembered his mission, and quickly shrunk his shoulders, with a hint of her fragrant tongue peeking out.

    "Here are 200,000, the password is six zeros, do I know if I can take him with me?" Huafeng asked.

    I was suddenly frozen in place. It seemed that adding luck to the full was a good thing. Just after arriving in Langduo, I met Zhuge Liang. However, I didn't expect that the system would design this NPC into a beginner's appearance.

    The pilot, whose hand was seized, passed a look of surprise through his eyes, not knowing whether he was surprised that Novich spoke Chinese or surprised by the way the guy asked.

    "Hello, do you trust me?" Half a minute later, the phone was connected, and a young voice came from inside. However, her words really confused Xia Han.

    Of course, this refers to the scenario without the assistance of that nine-life nemesis. If an ancient monster of that stature were to intervene from afar, even without appearing in person, it would be able to effortlessly suppress them from a distance of a thousand miles.

    "So you have to accompany me again for another round, or I won't have the chance to indulge in it anymore!" Tree Dad was relentless.

    He was covered in some fresh blood, and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where the two missing people had gone.

    The news of the b city socialite Wan Yinxie and her husband, the second prince of Bhutan, returning to the country was greatly hyped by the media, making it hard not to notice.

    At the same time, the lifespan of cultivators is closely related to their level of cultivation. Every time their cultivation improves, their lifespan increases by several times.

    Xia Xue was not surprised. She had long known that Ao family's wealth was beyond her imagination.

    The officer asked him to go ahead, and Tai Shiji hurried out. As soon as he stepped out the door, several tall men rushed forward, and the officer behind him also embraced his waist. Although Tai Shiji was brave and strong, he was caught off guard and was firmly held down by the men, tied up.

    At this time, groups of fresh and tender student ID cards were walking in formation towards the school's northern direction. Tang Feng found it strange. Except for the military training period, he rarely saw students lining up in such an orderly manner in college.

    The flame horse felt pain and let out a neigh. It saw that its tail at the back suddenly stretched forward and violently slapped the golden-haired lion. The tail was like thousands of steel whips, flinging the golden-haired lion into the air while tearing its skin and flesh, leaving it covered in bloody wounds all over.

    Saying this, Lu Weiguo feigned disarray and gave a bow, then no longer paid attention to the elder, riding his sword swiftly downwards to the lower courtyard.

    In her heart, Bai Zixuan was always a symbol of justice. She had more affection for him than admiration for him. Whether it was a liking or reverence didn't matter. She had already developed an attachment to him, and it was hard to let go of it.

    She started dance relatively late, with less foundation compared to others, so she often practiced several times more than others in a fixed period of time. She believed that one day hard work could make up for lack of talent.

    Her reaction made Liu Lang feel wronged. He hadn't done anything; it was all passive. How could it be made to seem like he was acting improperly?

    The leaves at night carry the dew, and the water drops fall, striking her shoulders, cold and cool, with the fragrance of grass.

    After signing the contract, under Zhan Tianze's indication, several top-level executives responsible for maintaining the normal operation of the bar were called to the office.

    Such a large and rugged pickup truck appearing on the road attracted the attention of passersby instantly. Many vehicles passing by subconsciously steered to the side, seemingly afraid of accidentally bumping into this expensive vehicle.

    Very sorry that I was very busy after the New Year and delayed our opening. I'm really sorry for interrupting everyone's momentum.

    While assisting Du Yanqing in managing the company, Li Qing was secretly looking for any possible inside spies, but made little progress in a short period of time.

    First, he set up an array to protect this courtyard, so that no one could suddenly enter and see him stealing fish, otherwise it would be hard to explain later.

    To Li Guifu's delight, because he cooperated well with the Guo family, no one thought much about it.

    Yun Simi gratefully looked at Pu Shizhang. This way, everyone could have an exit, otherwise she herself didn't know what to call herself.

    "So it is." Qingcheng did not seem surprised, but this was unexpected for Bai Wu Tong. Could it be that Qingcheng had known all along, but had kept it to himself?

    At the time when she was in the Ning family, with the help of Su Auntie, she could even secretly sneak out. However, the Rui Prince's Mansion is much stricter than the Ning family's guards. She can't even leave the courtyard of Sir Zi.

    As she slowly opened her eyes, she was still in the familiar room with familiar smells, and there was a bitter medicine scent that made her stomach turn sour.

    As Ye Linglan turned around in surprise, Mrs. Li had already responded, "Tang Director, it's been so long! How have you been lately?" They exchanged some pleasantries.

    After experiencing life and death, I wonder if Rui Wang can see clearly the affection of the concubine Yin beside him, and whether he can put aside the person who has already died in his heart and accept others instead?

    "If you accept Qiao Rui's request, then I think I can apologize to you," Song Rui said finally, her brow furrowed as if this action had caused her great harm. Yet she had no choice but to do so.

    "Good! Then let's have a direct confrontation! Mu Fan, let's go!" Xiao Hun said and walked straight to Lao Chen's office without looking back.

    After resting for one night, Tan Xingyun's spirit was much improved. The next day, she slept until the sun was high in the sky before getting up. The wound on her abdomen was not as painful as it had been last night, but it would take some rest to heal.

    Boiled spring rolls with vegetables, fish rice porridge, and pickled winter bamboo shoots as a side dish. The flavors are truly delicious and mouthwatering at this time of year.

    She obediently closed her mouth, but she really can't dance the ballroom dance. She stumbled, stumbled and stumbled, not able to follow the melody. Without realizing it, she stepped on his foot. Mr. Moso did not stop because of it, but instead led and cooperated with her steps, leading her.

    Yuzi glared at this crossbow, and faintly, she remembered a famous crossbow from a later era, but what was its name? For a moment, she was stumped.

    The crimson virtual flash pierced the bomb even piercing the artillery platform as well. The crimson glow seemed to be a grimace of death. The lingering scent of a sudden gust of wind blowing through Zhao Yi's scattered white hair, and his left forefinger emanating a faint black smoke from some intense heat.