When Cao Xing finished reading the shield's attributes, his eyes immediately lit up. "Huh? These stats are pretty good!"
"A level 150 Epic Tier item, with extremely high armor and attribute bonuses, plus all those various special effects."
"This shield is practically the nemesis of every physical class!"
Clearly, he was tempted by the Shield of Yellow Sands' attributes.
But Cao Xing's gaze quickly cleared again.
He remembered clearly that during the challenge—Qin Sangruo did not know how to explain to Lu Yanying that Song Nanci had been waiting for her all along. Her previous attitude had also been ambiguous, making it easy for Song Nanci to misunderstand.
Wave Fox raised a hand to block, producing a muffled thud. Then he lifted his foot and kicked Jiang Chuan.
Seeing a Taoist appear before him, Cheng Kun was also stunned. He had thought Xia Shu was a disciple of the Wudang Sect, but his clothes did not look like it.
Various skyscrapers stood ahead, though in Wang Zirui's eyes, they looked like miniature models.
Li Jian seemed to have obtained a brazier and stopped crying about the cold. Gradually, the sounds outside also faded away, until everything became quiet.
The river's southern bank was a lush grassland plain, while the northern bank looked as though it had been scorched by fire. Flowers, grass, and trees alike were all pitch-black.
"Surprised? I have something even more surprising for you." Da Ya raised her brows slightly, her face full of mystery.
Yang Shaolong and Su Yuhan walked out of the cabin, and Li Jiang and the others came personally to see them off. Their attitude was exceedingly humble; without exaggeration, Li Jiang had never been this respectful even toward his own father.
"As long as you hand over Mr. Li and President Lu,