Chapter 133: Sausage-Lipped Confession
Qi Yan nodded, took the lollipop from her hand, and put it into his mouth. He would eat whatever she gave him, as long as it made her happy.
However, no sooner had he taken a bite than he began to gasp and stick out his tongue, overwhelmed by the heat. Ruan Mianmian hurriedly poured him a glass of water. "Looking at you, it seems this candy is very spicy?"
After drinking the water and feeling a bit better, Qi Yan nodded.
"But it smelled sweet and sour to me. How could it be spicy? I..."
"I come from the Jiang family. I am the only one left in the entire clan, and I have a reason why I must go to Lop Nur," Jiang Ying said coldly.
"The enemy will certainly anticipate this and take precautions. How do you plan to ambush them?" Zhao Wuji pressed.
"Yu Lai, tell me, why is this guy giving you trouble?" Wu Yi beckoned Huang Yu Lai over to ask.
The night of unrest had left the President utterly exhausted and suffering from a splitting headache. Having finally managed to bring the chaos under control, he snatched a moment of rest while awaiting the results of the intelligence bureau's interrogations. With such a massive incident having occurred, the President was deeply unsettled, fearing some earth-shattering conspiracy lurking in the shadows.
"This divine, radiant thunder giant thrusts its fist forward!" The forbidden, peerless thunder it generated shook the surroundings.
A golden light erupted and surged toward the weak point of the Five Elements Formation, instantly blasting open a crack that nearly revealed the sky beyond. The cultivators trapped within the formation burst into cheers, their gazes toward Yao Ze shifting noticeably.
But what the Chinese government did not know was that while atomic bombs could destroy the bodies controlled by the virus, they could not kill the virus itself.
"Sir, this is not something to be toyed with. If the volcano erupts, neither of us will make it out alive," Wu Yi kindly warned; he had no desire to be used as a funeral sacrifice again.
Upon hearing Lin Ke order her to leave, the seductive waitress nearly burst into tears. She clasped her hands together, looking at Lin Ke with an aggrieved expression.
If the Ice Blue Fire Phoenix were to ask him about the use of the phoenix feathers and phoenix blood, he might be killed if he did not tell the truth.
Rashidi was testing the performance of the new Bull Gladiator tank. Seeing the Bull tank destroy a Rhino tank head-on, he nodded with satisfaction.
As for Yu Cheng's extortion of Xiang Ling, it was impossible to keep it a secret—or rather, no one had any intention of keeping it quiet.
On the third day, a new batch of guards arrived; it was said they had been dispatched by the mistress of the Ling household.
The crimson figure was clearly a Flame Corpse; it stood silently on the ground, its body as motionless as a corpse.
Xu Yin: "The Peach Willow Forest must be taken with strategy. The more damage dealt to the willow monsters, the fewer the rewards. The key to clearing the stage is to pluck a peach from the old peach tree."
However, she said she could not go on this trip. Word had come from the capital that the sorcerers lent to us were being recalled.
"You've come at the right time. Let me ask you: didn't you know I was simmering medicine in the yard? Couldn't you have helped watch it?" Madam Deng scolded.
She then melted lard in the pot, stir-fried the rehydrated dried mushrooms until tender, poured in water, and brought it to a boil before cracking an egg into it. The aroma of the mushrooms filled the entire house.
These words proved effective. Upon hearing them, the ferocity in Master Xu’s cloudy eyes diminished slightly. He patted the armrest, and after a moment of hesitation, the servants backed away.
Hu Xin kept a watchful eye on his surroundings. There was definitely something eerie here, though it was unclear what intentions that entity held toward others.
Standing upon the tip of the giant statue's tongue, Pain—wearing the black cloak with red clouds—sensed the fluctuations of chakra in every corner of the land through the falling rain. The water streamed down his face, but the Deva Path of Pain seemed completely unaware, showing no intention of seeking shelter.
Although powerful humans rarely appear in monster movies, that does not mean they do not exist. If this is currently a Level 1 movie world, what about Level 2 or Level 3?