Chapter 126: Old Man, Dare to Compete with Me in Poetry?

"Charles, I think it's too early to draw conclusions. After all, there are many stars in the NBA who can perform brilliantly in the second half even after a poor start," Smith reminded him.

It always feels like the sky is bluer and the grass is greener after a good night's sleep. Although my spirit had been tormented quite miserably in recent days, fortunately, with the help of precious items like the spiritual fluid of the green lotus wood, no lasting damage was done. On the contrary, through repeated tempering, my spirit has become even more solidified.

On a night when the bright moon hung in the sky, Lu Li left the Mayfly Inn. He did not know where to go, nor did he know how to face You Ning.

A-Zui, who had just finished making sweet dumplings, was carrying the bowl out. Xin Fang, beaming with joy and batting her eyes, hurriedly took it. "How fragrant and sweet, thank you!" She turned to sit aside and buried her head in eating.

Mo Qiqi withdrew from his consciousness. Seeing that his complexion was indeed poor, far worse than when he was basking in the sun outside earlier, she felt a slight sense of guilt even though he did not blame her. She always felt that such a noble and upright person should not have to suffer like that because of her.

Unfortunately, when Zhu Peng appeared again through the void fluctuation, his landing point was not the foul, black-hole-like Abyss Demon Lord, which caused the opponent's prepared counterattack to miss completely.

I always feel that something bad is happening. If that monster acts against humanity and becomes an enemy of mankind, does the Earth have the strength to protect itself?

Tie Feng chuckled and helped her sit on a chair, then sat opposite her. Perhaps out of embarrassment or shyness, Anna kept her head down, unwilling to look at him.

She tilted her head and laughed, "I don't believe it." Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist as if throwing herself into his embrace. A delicate fragrance drifted into his nostrils, causing his heart to flutter slightly.

Zhu Wushi's brows were tightly knitted. First Su Xin went missing, and now even the Emperor is gone. Could there be a connection between the two?

However, do not think that the wheat harvest is over just because the grain has been put into bags. That is not the end of it. Over the next two or three days, it must be put out in the sun every day, or else the wheat will mold or sprout, and the hard work of the entire season will have been in vain.

Accompanied by a dull sound, a massive curtain of light instantly enveloped the entire hundred-mile radius. The old woman spoke indifferently, "Those who cross the barrier by even half a step shall die!" She then turned slowly, looking in the direction where the Imperial Guardians had vanished.

However, immediately after Qin Fen spoke those words, his entire body was racked with pain, as if he were in a violent fight. When he looked at his body again, the changes he saw left him quite astonished.

"Don't worry! With me here, those evil spirits won't dare to come near!" Grandfather said resolutely. He had once ventured into the Laoye Temple waters three times alone, and no one could stop him. It was precisely because of this that the villagers knew Grandfather was versed in such mystical arts.

"Boss Tang, sometimes I wonder, if one day my real father shows up, would I want him to reunite with my mother?"

After saying this, he squeezed her leg with a bit more force before setting it down. He patted Qiao Mimi's face, urging her to go take a shower.

After accepting the money from Qin Fen, the security guard's tone softened. How much could he earn in a month as a guard? As long as Qin Fen didn't lay a hand on that fat man, the guard didn't mind telling him.

"The Corpse Clan has always been arrogant; why would they hide? I think you must have sensed it wrong, Junior Brother! If there were evil energy lurking in the dark, it would more likely be the Ghost Clan," Xuan Tian said casually.

"Is this... the cafe where I am right now?" Qin Fen felt that the scene revealed by Aunt Zhang's divination was exceptionally familiar. Later, he realized that the place Aunt Zhang had divined was actually the very same cafe he was in.

"You're still as boring as ever... Anyway, let's get down to business. I went 'treasure hunting' on that old guy George's computer yesterday and found out some news: the Central Circle of the World Government is going to reclaim half of the keys for the four Sky Walls outside the Central Circle, which are currently kept in other protected circles. They claim it's for the maintenance of the Sky Walls."

These three crosstalk performers had great professional integrity; they gave their all in every performance. Tonight's routine had been rehearsed thoroughly, and they were putting in a lot of effort.

Bai Chengyu seemed to be in a good mood, or perhaps he had urgent business. He took one look and went on his way.

Song Zhen chose the hour of the Rat, three days later, to begin his cultivation—the moment when netherworld ghosts are at their strongest. The reasons for this will be explained later.

In the firelight, a figure slowly emerged. Fard, who had been dressed in white, was now bare-chested, and the wounds left by the piercing were gradually healing.

After a person dies, a breath of vitality remains suspended within. Buried underground for years, as the body instinctively decomposes, this breath gradually deteriorates, which is what is commonly known as corpse qi. Once corpse qi forms, the physical body of the deceased stops decaying and begins to grow black, white, or red hair.

With a pot of old wine, Yun Xiao and Tong Youyou drank together. The two of them went back and forth, cup after cup. Yun Xiao remained unchanged, but Tong Youyou was already flushed, shouting loudly that she wanted to confess her feelings to Tang Hua.

During this time, although he had been tied up, his ears were not deaf and his eyes were not blind. He had seen some things clearly and understood others; his past life had been truly ridiculous, utterly ridiculous.

Yao and Yimu looked at each other and decided not to reveal their identities yet. Following the other party's instructions, they walked up the stairs to a huge platform in the center of the city wall, where fully armed soldiers were already standing in neat rows.

"Wonderful! If all eighty-one dragon brothers can gather here at the hour of the Rat tonight, then Liu Qianlang is truly fortunate beyond measure. I don't know how much trouble this will save. For this gathering, I, Liu Qianlang, thank you all for your help!" Liu Qianlang said in a hearty voice.

In the live stream room, he was broadcasting a game. In the game, he pulled off a series of flashy maneuvers, scoring a double kill. The barrage of comments was instantly flooded with "666," along with fish balls and various other gifts.