When the server-wide announcement about Cao Xing rang out, survivors all over the world froze once again.
Especially after hearing about a level 20 legion, disbelief filled their eyes, and some even thought they had misread it.
Those legion commanders who understood the difficulty of later legion upgrades were already completely dumbfounded.
However, when they saw that familiar name, everyone felt relieved again.
The chat channel also erupted into heated discussion.
After she fanned the flames with just a few words and vividly performed a scene of crying, causing a fuss, and threatening suicide, the Emperor Chengshun finally could no longer suppress his anger.
Within Shen'an Prefecture, a voice shouted loudly. That brainless remark immediately stirred up a huge uproar.
If they were going to play, they might as well play big. Otherwise, there would be little point to it.
Akimichi Namekazu did not want to cause trouble either. With great difficulty, he turned and walked forward, his face still showing an expression of enduring pain.
Ouyang Huang's voice was like towering waves, one surge after another, violently battering his eardrums.
Su Xi and Ye Mei arrived at the location of the private auction, a manor outside Kyoto City. They had come in a red Maserati.
Haruki smiled. In a sense, the Anbu and Root shared the same origins. If the Anbu was not reformed, Root would survive by attaching itself to it.
Because of those words, two more people raised their hands in agreement. They had originally been neutral, but now they believed Chiyo was unfit to lead Sand Village.
Now that she had glassware and rubber, Wan Hongmei's mind began to race. Could she create relatively sterile conditions and make some modern miracle drugs, thereby saving more patients' lives?
Since Huang Zhengguo had already put it that way,