"I am, after all... the Goddess of Victory!"
Hearing Nike's confident voice and seeing the silver radiance ignite in her eyes, Minghui's resolve wavered slightly.
Yet he still held some hesitation. Even though he knew that temporarily leaving Nike here would most likely not cause any problems, he still felt a trace of worry.
Seeing the expression on Minghui's face, Nike arched her eyebrows, an expression of displeasure crossing her features.
Immediately she...
Zhuo Yifan heard it and jumped into the swimming pool. The water was no more than two feet deep—lying down would submerge one's body, and it was enough to keep a person afloat. Now, powerful fountains erupted from the bottom of the pool, making it even easier to float.
However, there was no way for him to show himself right now. Therefore, he could only keep stalling, which ended up worrying the other person sick.
After a phone call lasting more than ten minutes, Zhuo Yifan really had interrupted Miao Yu's studies. Still, what needed to be said had to be finished.
The group bid farewell to Monk Huairen, who was holding a chubby panda. The panda watched the group tossing about, apparently reluctant to see them leave. Yet all good things must come to an end, and both sides could only hope to meet again in the future if fate allowed.
The leader of the men in black saw the jade coffin shatter, and his previously calm expression instantly turned ferocious. "Brothers, the jade coffin is damaged. If we don't take something back with us, it won't be easy to report back." As he spoke, his hand fell with his sword, thrusting toward the injured member of the Yan family retainers.
Led by Kan Lishui, Fufeng and Di Jiutian entered the inner courtyard. Godly Venerable Kanyu looked to be only around forty years old, in the prime of his life, with powerful blood and boundless majesty.
No matter what, I must have a serious talk with Luo Yan and tell her not to get too close to Zhuo Yifan, lest the villagers start gossiping. Granny Luo is extremely familiar with us as fellow villagers; if she catches any dirt and comes making a scene at our house, where will our family save face? Zhuo Yang really would break his son's legs.
The three top leaders had questioned him one after another. Zhuo Yifan could tell that the three of them currently held a lot of resentment toward him, yet the questions they asked were all major issues concerning people's livelihoods.
That wicked, languid voice sounded like a freshly awakened leopard, lazy yet laced with alertness, his gaze all the more piercing.
Let me put it to you straight: whatever Jiuri sets his eyes on is never bad. What, does Tianyuan want to come take a look as well?
Could it be that among those who went on this expedition to the secret realm, there was actually someone capable of slaying this boss?
He had Dugu Bo behind him, which would make it much easier for him to secure the position of sect master in the future than Yu Tianxin.
"Master! Master, what's wrong with you?! Don't scare your disciple!" A-Hua looked at his master, who had been poisoned, and his useless tears fell once again.
The core theme of their discussion was singular: to go all out in shaping public opinion so that the island would not fall into the hands of the opposing side.
After arriving, they quickly activated their weapons. The submarines carried weaponry designed to quickly immobilize dinosaurs without killing them.
Bai Yilong immediately followed suit, fully exposing his front and back to the other party to ensure he was concealing nothing.
Yejie always felt that those fellows were capable of pulling off such a stunt, so he dared not get too close to the three old codgers, fearing they might suddenly strike a blow from the shadows.
She wore no makeup at all, her hair was somewhat messy, and her bloodshot eyes were surrounded by dark, heavy bruises, as if she had been punched in the face.
Miao Tianxin had no choice but to offer an awkward smile and sheepishly return to his seat. As he passed Blue Rong'er's table, he couldn't help glancing over a few more times, though Blue Rong'er seemed indifferent to him, merely giving a slight nod to show politeness.
Huangfu Changming was truly worthy of being an Earth Realm perfection martial artist; although he had been agitated just moments before, his perception of the outside world had hardly diminished.
Biyue Wu was rumored to possess the bloodline of the Three-Legged Golden Crow, a legendary existence even within the demon race, and rarely ever appeared.