Chapter 133: Very Old
Lin Lu said indifferently, “Is it very old?”
Zhao Yu nodded vigorously, “Yes, old.”
Lin Lu smiled, “Let’s go, downstairs.”
Yuan Ruoxia and Fu Bo stayed in the tea room, while outside, the families on both sides were chatting animatedly. Inside, it was quiet and no conversation could be sparked.
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“It was you who wanted to know about the matter between Ning Jing and me. I am merely keeping my promise by telling you this,” Xiao Yan said.
Yan Rulie let out a silent sigh of relief upon seeing the Ape Spirit revert back. At the same time, a sharp pain erupted inside his body—an internal injury caused by forcibly absorbing an excessive amount of the world’s energy. Now, as his mind relaxed, the hidden damage surged uncontrollably, forcing him to spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Han Yao wore a black suit, one hand casually thrust into his pocket, his gait relaxed, a slight smile playing on his lips. His resolute face was strikingly handsome, exuding great charm. His piercing eyes were so intense that no one dared look directly into them.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with my master. We were fine this morning. Has it been so short a time? Did I do something wrong? Why does he dislike me so much?” Xin Chu felt deeply hurt—this time, truly pained.
Although Luo Bo was not as sensitive to the deathly aura as the Ape Spirit and Johnny were, he still felt the coldness seeping from every corner of his body.
“Weren’t you curious about the matter between your sister and me? I will take you to see now,” Xiao Yan said to Tang Ning’an with a warm glint in his eyes.
Golden light burst forth from her, and a violent surge of soul power exploded, shaking the palace to its core.
Cold Shao? He had gone through so much trouble to find Ning Ning and followed her around so persistently—not just to be called “Uncle Leng” when the child needed help.
With Rong Zhen’s passing, at the moment Old Master Rong opened fire, all resentment in Rong Ting’s heart vanished like smoke.
“I’ve heard everything. As long as I’m here, don’t even think about setting up a harem in this pure academy,” Alice said loudly.
As Lei Yu’s voice fell, the surroundings transformed instantly. One by one, massive gears hung suspended high above. The setting sun bathed the scene in a beautiful yet solemn glow.
“Three Great Luo Golden Immortals, nine Taiyi Golden Immortals! Over a hundred Golden Immortals! Is this the true foundation of Dragon Valley? Looks like it’s time to get serious!” Hao Chen’s eyes flashed with a sharp light. Dragon Valley’s strength was far greater than he had imagined.
After negotiations between the Yokosuka Chinese Navy’s ocean fleet and the Japanese Navy broke down, they were about to leave the harbor but were intercepted by six Japanese battleships near Misaki Castle Island, the outer island of Yokosuka Port.
The three walked out the door and headed toward the parking lot. The ancient abyssal tree in the city center was only a few kilometers away.
Ordinary people, even servants, once they come into contact with the deeper layers of the Holy Grail, will be instantly consumed by the overwhelming magical power.
In their previous lives, the ten great generals stalled at level 8 abilities. They had long prepared the crystals needed for breakthroughs, but were stuck on the comprehension of realms and the power to absorb dark energy.
“What!” Yun Guang forcibly lowered his voice, clearly shocked. He knew very well that Lei Zi was not one to joke, especially at such a critical moment.
“Rattle—!” The curtain was pulled again, revealing the third scene! Black Zhen found herself strapped to a cross at the execution ground, surrounded by villagers.
Each time Zhao Liying stirred the pan, every member of the Conglin family showed a pained expression, as if enduring agonizing torment.
Zhou Tian’s expression was calm. He extended his right hand, where a cluster of strange flames flickered in his palm. Then, he clenched his five fingers around the flames, and soon his entire fist blazed with eerie fire, as if his fist itself was burning.