Volume 1, Chapter 113: Jianghai

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuanshan's eyes widened instantly.

A human life?

What did this mean?

Could it be that Yun Cheng wanted to...

Just as Zhao Yuanshan's mind was filled with doubt, Yun Cheng's voice rang out once more.

"Therefore, as soon as Dr. Gu Qiu and the others developed the spaceship, the Ancient Kingdom exchanged the research results for metal to build ships and take the kingdom's young seeds away."

She knew that the "beastmen" here did not refer to offspring born from the union of beasts and humans, but rather beast pets that could transform into human form. However, she still did not know the difference between rare beastmen and ordinary ones.

A hundred swords pierced Shen Han's body, but in the next second, the scene shifted abruptly. The original Shen Han had actually transformed into Murong Jinchen.

Transporting the millet to the drying field in Chen Family Village was not an urgent matter. The two hundred-odd people had been busy until noon without a break, so Guo Jun had them rest and eat lunch before resuming their work.

The two yamen runners guarding the gate recognized Zhang Dawei, so they were the first to ask, "What brings you here this time?" Seeing that he was followed by a gentleman who looked wealthy and noble, the runners did not dare to be too insolent.

Qin Feng hurriedly stepped forward to explain to his wife. Even if Su Ruoxue had doubts now, she couldn't voice them. The greatest taboo between a couple was a lack of trust; if they didn't even have trust, how could they keep going like this?

A fierce wind rose suddenly, shaking the trees along the lakeshore continuously. Yet, the surface of the lake remained so calm that not a single ripple disturbed it. The floating clouds in the sky were swept away. Though it had just been broad daylight, the sky above Shi Nan's head abruptly turned a dark, dusky red.

In the cultivation room, Shi Nan continuously absorbed spiritual energy particles. His mental power seemed like a bottomless pit, impossible to deplete.

After spending more than half a month together, Zhang Jingyao's affection for Ning Xiangyuan was clear to everyone.

Ye Ning did not hesitate. She turned around and left with two police officers, carrying three buckets of blood. At this moment, the blood I had placed in the buckets actually emitted a faint orange glow, exceptionally dazzling. Seeing this, a bitter, complicated feeling welled up in my heart.

However, once the detailed ratings breakdown was released, everyone realized they had overthought it. It turned out that not every singer had a share in the high-rated song programs.

Deep down, he still comforted himself with the excuse that "Liu Mengli had shown no abnormalities in front of Elder Qingyang and Elder Chongguang back then." Yet, a certain thought in the depths of his heart, no matter how he denied it verbally, never vanished, remaining firmly rooted there.

By the time she reached the ear of the zombie giant, her hands were already covered in blood, the intense pain causing them to tremble uncontrollably. Gripping the longsword from her back, the contact between the hilt and her palm intensified the pain instantly. She couldn't help but let out a soft groan of pain, her dark eyebrows furrowing tightly.

For Rukia knew that these captains had not yet fully unleashed their strength. After all, beyond Shikai, there was Bankai.

The current Madman Alliance was merely a top power in the Molo Realm, at best a hegemon of the Penguin Continent, but not yet qualified to dominate the entire fragmented continent.

The necromancer's body shuddered as he slowly raised his head. A gray light flashed in his eyes, and his mouth flew open, shooting a dark green bone needle straight out.

The Madman Alliance was a major power in the Molo Realm. Building a good relationship with them was a primary goal of the Holy Academy. If they messed it up, it would be a tragedy.

Qin Sheng must have sought out Mo Tizhun to test his blood relationship with Qin Moyan.

Hearing Dugu Lanruo's words, a flash of joy appeared in Xie Xing'er's eyes, yet she still said nothing, silently holding her teacup.