Leaving Star Luo Plaza and arriving at the trade fair's exhibition area, the crowd was unusually sparse.
Clearly, the vast majority of Soul Master were drawn to the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Tournament.
Despite this, the trade fair area remained as lively as ever, with merchants from all over the mainland gathering to chat and discuss business, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Upon seeing Lin Xi and the others arrive, Ning Tian quickly went to greet them.
"You've finally arrived! Hurry up!"
"Okay." Qin Chuan said, then turned over and stared blankly at the Erha rolling around in the grass.
Logically speaking, he should have lost all his hair after undergoing chemotherapy several times, so why is his hair still so black and thick, and it doesn't look like a wig at all?
"Drinking is no problem. I may not have much else, but I have plenty of wine." Xiang Kang laughed heartily and hurriedly invited Liu Laosan and his group into the central military tent, serving them wine and dishes with great hospitality.
The pungent smell of smoke and alcohol, along with other unpleasant odors, made Su Xiaoqing feel nauseous. She covered her nose in disgust and retreated to the door.
"Haha, with you joining us, I'm no longer a lone commander. I want to thank you!" Lin Zihan said with a smile.
He understood the operating principles very well, but he only knew what it felt like to operate it himself. Moreover, he only understood what could be improved after sitting inside it.
At that moment, Xu Xiao ignored Xu Huang on the ground, retreated the way he came, sat cross-legged in a relatively secluded bush, and began to reward the dark golden particles once again.
"If you hate it, then hit me." Qin Chuan turned around, pulled An Ning into his arms, and smiled frankly.
The air here is filled with fiery energy; if we could control a black hole to devour it, it would be quite effective.
Miaomiao heard every single joke Zhongli You and Cheng Yinnie told, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Such strength must be possessed by a cultivator surpassing the peak of immortality, but even immortal cultivators couldn't hover in the air for such a long time as Lin Yu, could they?
"Thank you." Gong Shaoxie took it. It was a large doll, about 1.5 meters tall, and even Gong Shaoxie's stature had some difficulty holding it.
The airport, which is usually very quiet, is bustling with activity today. The reason for this is that the Tang Clan and the Yin Clan, two of the three major families in Huaxia, are guarding the airport entrance.
Yang Huaiyuan had walked less than five meters when a cold voice rang in everyone's ears at the same time.
At this time, I saw the old Daoist gently swiping the jade waist plate with a whisk, and there was a crisp sound, and a crack in the shape of "" appeared on the word "Tianyu".
At the entrance of Han Palace Ginza, although many luxury cars were parked, the most eye-catching was Gong Shaoxie's car.
With its gaping maw wide open, it continued to try to bite my neck. Seeing this, Li Xingyue stuffed the second bomb into the corpse's mouth.
At this moment, Feng Xian felt dizzy and lightheaded. Before he could even speak, he turned his head to the side and fainted.
"Yes, Brother Xuan, you did want to kill Dala that night..." Tan Xiang pursed her red lips and replied softly.
The poor True Saint, ever since he unleashed the Three Flowers Gather at the Crown, has been unable to unleash his true energy to extinguish the flames on his body.
"If you return to the Great Marsh Swamp and devote yourself to Buddhist practice, you will naturally comprehend the Dharma. Now that you are chanting scriptures with me, you already possess Buddha-nature. Given time, you will surely be able to cultivate into a Heavenly Dragon." The Crown Prince put his hands together and chanted a Buddhist prayer to Yinglong.
"So you agreed to help Fengcheng Mingfu find the whereabouts of Mausoleum of Genghis Khan." I sighed heavily. His story made me feel somewhat helpless. I suddenly realized that I couldn't hate Nie Haoran. If it were me, wouldn't I have done the same for Yun Duoruo?
Ye Feng's words were truly infuriating, but the man who looked to be in his thirties, whose throat he had just choked, remained calm and composed. Faced with Ye Feng's words and mockery, he simply abandoned all pretense.