42 Traveling to the Middle Ages 042

Little did she know that this jar of wine had been sealed for over a decade and was incredibly potent. At first, she felt nothing but the intoxicating aroma and the smooth, sweet taste that left her body and mind feeling comfortable. But as time passed, the alcohol surged, and Su Manqing gradually felt dizzy and muddled. Forcing herself to drink one more bowl, she collapsed onto the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Tian held his flying sword, watching the encroaching clouds and the accompanying peals of thunder. His expression was cold and stern, showing no signs of wavering.

The concept of beast fighting has existed since ancient times. Through combat, one can not only hone a spirit beast’s fighting skills early on but also facilitate targeted taming and bonding by its master.

"What are these?" Murong Juechen glanced over, noticing many red crosses marked on the map.

Bei Mingchen sat at the head of the main hall, his eyes drifting involuntarily toward the entrance. Why hadn't they arrived yet? They had agreed to come; could something have delayed them?

The Empress Dowager looked at the two of them with an ambiguous expression. Was she, an old woman, hindering their conversation? Perhaps she should leave the space to the young people and have someone accompany her for a walk outside.

Fighting broke out at Jiayu Pass again last night. In this battle, the Holy Ming Kingdom suffered two thousand casualties, while Northern Qi lost almost not a single soldier.

Inside the trading hall, Zhan Tianya, Dongfang Qinglin, and Gu Lin checked the storage bags one by one. Seeing that the pills inside were almost all of medium grade or higher, a satisfied smile appeared on all three men's faces.

Under normal circumstances, Yun Mu could ignore Dan Wushuang, but now that Dan Wushuang was his invited guest, he could not afford to be impolite.

At the thought of this, Zheng Jie broke out in a cold sweat. She hurriedly browsed the computer, memorizing a few sentences, and then called Tang Yu, thinking that since she had already embarrassed herself once, she might as well stop caring.

If it weren't for a deep-seated pain in his heart that forced him to stop, turn back, and watch from afar as Yan Ruo crouched on the ground, crying helplessly—which only made him feel even worse—Shen Xuyan swore he would have walked away and ignored her entirely.

Xia Yuting hung her head, nodding in agreement, though her face remained filled with melancholy. I didn't dare wrap her up for too long; it was easy to cause trouble in the sweltering heat, so I loosened the bindings.

The monk had already brought Su Bai into the campus. The old gatekeeper didn't bother the two strangers; he merely looked up once before lowering his head to continue reading his newspaper.

Previously, Aunt Angel had been full of momentum, just one step away from achieving the Dao. It seemed the West would once again have a high-level listener after the last train departed. However, as Chen Ru began pulling out one tombstone after another, the situation shifted once again.

The other Lu family elders did not hesitate either, rushing out without a second thought.

"Blackie, what are you looking at?" At that moment, Diudiu's stern voice pulled me back from my thoughts.

Lin Han’s spiritual sense had already detected that the purple-haired youth was only three or four hundred meters away. Therefore, after stowing the two pieces of Dragon Blood Floor Tiles into his storage ring, he did not hesitate for a second.

Huaixiu took a moment to calm her racing heart before realizing what was happening. She pushed Rong Ruo away and turned aside in annoyance. When Rong Ruo reached for her hand, she flicked it away and chided, "If we are to enter the palace, why provoke each other now?" As she spoke, she felt increasingly aggrieved, and tears began to roll down her cheeks.

Once Kangxi learned that Huaixiu was pregnant, he had no heart to stay at Nanyuan. Since there were few imperial physicians stationed there, it was inconvenient for Huaixiu to recuperate compared to the palace.

Su Shi let out a long breath. He feared that the thunder tribulation clouds, affected by his previous punch, would go on strike. Fortunately, the ninth bolt of lightning began to brew; this time, he wouldn't suffer too heavy a loss.

"I will let you attack first for three moves!" This sounded like a bit of an arrogant boast. To let Guang Yao strike first three times? It seemed no player in the reincarnation world had such capability.

Ye Qingluo bit her lip, making the biggest decision of her life. Then, with a wave of her hand, she deployed a sealed space.

However, Xu Yu failed everyone's expectations and even turned Lu Mingfei, another famous slacker from Shilan, into a slacker who skipped classes.

"So that's why there was a man sitting at my door; I see. But it really scared me; I thought I’d run into some bad guy!" Zhang Xiaohua led the people toward the hall.

Adai could not agree with these people's way of thinking. The purpose of Fang’s existence was different from their guild.

"No, we can all leave. Tree spirits shouldn't be very mobile, should they?" Zorro said.

Su Shi was very dissatisfied with the performance of the Thunder Tribulation Azure Dragon, feeling it was much weaker than when it had scorched him into charcoal; it was clearly skimping on the power of the lightning.

Long Yinxuan returned to his usual cold demeanor. He picked up the filled wine cup, downed it in one gulp, then grabbed the nearby flagon to refill it. He drank three cups in succession before stopping.

Brother Xiang was definitely not weak; he was the perfect person to test the level of his martial arts. Just as he was getting excited, he was interrupted by this old man.

Sentinels were indeed terrifying. Natasha had fought them before; although her superpowers could control one or two, she could not handle them if they arrived in large numbers.