Seeing this notification, the survivors were still exhausted, but the flames of hope were rekindled in their eyes!
They took a deep breath, raised their weapons, and let out hoarse cries!
"Damn it! Hold on, brothers! It's the last day!"
"As long as we make it through, we'll win!"
"Let that Ancient Dragon see the strength of us Blue Star people!"
"Quick, quick, quick! The number of disaster nests has broken eight million again. Form up at once—"
Sheng Qi's lips barely curled into a proud arc as he gave a faint laugh. His body had become gaunt and shriveled, his muscles atrophied until he was little more than skin and bones. His hands and feet hung limply, as if he did not have an ounce of strength left.
As the two children grew older, Yue Jiu had long since stopped eating at Auntie Ye's house. Over the past ten years, the three of them had lived peaceful yet far from lonely lives. Yue Jiu, in particular, seemed to have staked her future on Yue Tian and devoted herself to nurturing him.
The two nodded solemnly. Having cultivated to their current level, they certainly were not reckless people.
Yi Shi was furious to the point of nearly dropping dead. The other party really was willing to walk away just like that. Was there really no room for negotiation? But there were very few players in the mechanical class, and even fewer wealthy buyers. If he did not sell it to him, who else could he sell it to?
Back then, his grandson had laughed at him, saying, "Why would the imperial court need to make money? It only needs to collect taxes to support everyone in the world."
As for Wang Quan, the Wang Family he belonged to was the