Volume One, Chapter 158: Yang Guolong Has Fallen!!

This is truly an ingrate who can never be tamed! Utterly devoid of any moral bottom line.

"Uncle... this is all my fault, I am sorry!"

"The money, I only gave her half!" Yang Wei finally summoned the courage to say.

"What!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Guolong’s eyes widened. He lashed out with a slap, striking Yang Wei hard across the face. The force of the blow knocked him to the ground instantly.

"You fool!"

"You have ruined my grand plan."

"No wonder she appeared. Damn it, damn it all! You idiot!" Yang Guolong roared in a fit of rage, completely incensed. He had never expected that at the most critical moment, the weak link would turn out to be Yang Wei!

Half a million! Just half a million, and yet... He was unaware that Mu Feng had used a tracking talisman, which meant that no matter how he tried to conceal his tracks, he would still be found.

Since they could dispatch Deputy Prime Minister Yitzhak Shamir to welcome him, the status of the person waiting for the wealthiest Mr. Bao must be even higher. It was obvious that such a reception protocol was reserved for a visiting head of state, perhaps even the leader of a major power.

Tying one end to the head of the bed and pulling it hard to ensure it was secure, Jiang Ning took two black garments from the wardrobe to put on. He then opened the window and began to lower the hemp rope bit by bit.

Han Qingqian gazed at the Kung Pao chicken, longing to taste it because... it was made by Di Lingxiao, not by her.

Qi Feiyun turned back, her arm already flying through the air. Qi Feiyun truly had not expected Nangong Ye to actually do it, but the deed was done, and at least no one had died.

You Yi felt a twinge of guilt as he watched his mother’s worried expression. He knew his mother had a poor impression of Bian Xiaoxi, so he had deliberately avoided the subject, which had only served to reinforce her bias.

Bao Zuxuan was also weighing the pros and cons, as he had long been planning to establish a presence in the UK. In the end, Saudi Arabia paid Black Cloud eight hundred million pounds for the order of the Hong Kong Monster ground-effect vehicle, showing Bao Zuxuan what it meant to be truly wealthy and domineering.

Bai Baihe’s body suddenly transformed into a crystalline pink light, dissolving into mist and vanishing.

"Roar!" Potian let out a thunderous shout, his form shifting once again into that of the Titan God of War. His body surged in size as he brought his axe down heavily toward Medusa’s illusion.

Suddenly, one of the giant beasts turned, roared at the heavens, and lashed out with a claw, sending two nearby beasts flying.

Lan Tianye was naturally whimsical, his speech always biting, sharp, and indifferent. Although he felt a spark of gratitude toward Tiansheng, he refused to admit it aloud. This had been his habit for years; even now, at this life-or-death moment, he would not change it in the slightest.

Meng Yijiu felt a jolt as he poked her. She shrunk back and shifted to the side, then a faint glimmer flashed from her fingertips, and glowing needle formations began to appear one after another along the long stone steps.

After returning to the Imperial City, Lin Fan and the others took their heavy bags of equipment to Ariel’s Appraisal Office. Their backpacks were overflowing—loot from the violent agile dogs, as well as gear dropped by nearly a hundred flying griffins; the quantity was countless.

"Gather the men again. Block the gate of Sunset Valley for me, and leave the rest to us!" Lin Fan’s gaze turned cold as he spoke to Weimei Cangsang.

Sighing deeply, I walked across the Ghost Bridge step by step, and before long, I reached the other side.

Wanni kissed Lei Zhan and they exchanged tokens of their love. The ceremony ended, but the wedding was far from over.

A second or two later, more and more zombie heads crowded under the table where Wang Jin was hiding, their eyes burning red as they stared at her, as if they intended to tear her apart and devour her alive.

Therefore, when Adai arrived over Fuji City, Lao Jiu took advantage of the cover of night to jump directly into the city. It was already the third watch of the night, and the city was very quiet. After all, cities built by players were different from the system’s main cities; there was a clear disparity in the number of NPCs.

Hu Lingling began to enter the Songjiang Prefecture within the occupied zone of the Wa Kingdom, as our Dragon Kingdom was about to reclaim Nanjing.

"We aren't a married couple, so who would go on a honeymoon with you!" My brain short-circuited, and I nearly cried after blurting that out.

The Goblin looked at his most trusted companions, A-San and A-Si, but neither of them spoke this time.

"The beauty of the southeast, the hub of the three Wu regions, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. With misty willows and painted bridges, wind-blown curtains and emerald screens, there are a hundred thousand households. Clouds and trees surround the sandy banks, while raging waves roll like frost and snow, an endless natural barrier. The markets are filled with pearls and gems, and households overflow with silks and satins, competing in luxury."

Ling Yin felt a buzzing in her mind, and only then did she understand Qin Zhonghai’s intentions. Lu Yun and Wu Dingyuan exchanged a look, and both sighed.

Moreover, the martial arts Yang Yi practiced were of the highest caliber. The supreme martial art of the Huashan Sect in this world, the "Hunyuan Skill," was merely a human-tier technique. This skill, which combined internal and external training, had been refined by many Huashan predecessors and had reached the limit of the human tier within this instance dungeon.

In the end, the Emperor of Mexico, Archduke Maximilian, was captured by guerrillas and subsequently executed by firing squad.

Suddenly, an immensely thick, giant python descended from the sky. With a thunderous crash, the floor shook, the chandeliers on the ceiling swayed, and plaster fell from the walls.

Old Huang, after stirring up the emotional volatility in Xiao Feng, returned to normal, rebuking Xiao Feng until he was forced to settle down. This silence lasted even longer than the journey there, leaving Xiao Feng waiting until nightfall.

Having lost two consecutive elf duels, Jin Zhe was seething with suppressed anger. He had no mood for idle chatter with Xia Meng; instead, he was desperate to defeat her immediately to wash away the humiliation of his previous two losses.

On the eighteenth day of every month, the Yellow Emperor presides. In spring, he assists the Azure Emperor in fostering growth; in summer, he continues the work of the Red Emperor to nurture; in autumn, he supports the White Emperor to establish; and in winter, he restrains the Black Emperor to manifest severity.

Tang Sen was overjoyed and quickly helped Sun Wukong to his feet. This was one of the happiest moments he had experienced since his transmigration.

"Next, I ask you all to assist Xuan Bin in transporting the dynasty's treasures out." Xuan Bin’s dragon halberd was still stained with blood, yet his expression remained entirely calm.

It must be said, there were indeed people tailing the three carriages... It wasn't until they neared the Esper Association that these rats reluctantly stopped their pursuit.

Because in the Beauty Pageant, the effect of the champion, Li Wei'er, wearing a qipao was truly stunning.

Tang Sen spoke, patting Sun Wukong on the shoulder. He had done all he could; now, only Sun Wukong could break the curse within his own heart.

The most elite portion of the disciples would be led by Feiyang, who, alongside the Juntian troops, would serve as the vanguard.

Chu Jiangqiu’s entry, Grandma Liu’s Roasted Chicken, entered the grand finals without any suspense, competing alongside five other culinary creations to determine the world’s greatest dish.

This speed far exceeded that of later generations, and the dangers it exposed grew ever more frequent. For instance, the contradictions of social issues—in the originally feudal society of China, the primary contradiction was the growing population against the static land area, which remained the most significant issue for the nation.

Mu Yun, however, after passing the fifth level, stopped challenging the Chaos Tower. He spent more time in the Chaos Hall seeking enlightenment or following the Seven-Kill King, listening to his discourses on the Dao of Slaughter.