I live forever in the world of cultivation.

move.

It’s not that He Song is not cautious enough.

It is because He Song’s current cultivation has successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if the owner of this place really left some backup plan, with He Song's current cultivation level and strength, it is impossible for him to be hurt.

After all, it was a backup plan left behind by a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator who had been dead for who knows how many years.

How could it really threaten a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage?

this kind of thing

Yang Xiaoyun didn't believe that the people present knew the decision of the secret meeting within the Yang family, and felt that he should take the initiative in the conversation himself.

"I'm not afraid to be frank. You don't have that much power. You should face the reality. This is a virtual game world." Lu Yao smiled, glanced at the Iron-Blooded Overlord, and walked away leisurely.

Seeing Lu Yao hesitating, Jia Xu was about to step forward to offer advice, but unexpectedly Lu Xun got there first.

This time, Hu Zi clung to Xiao Hong's body and refused to get down, as he was still excited about seeing his biological mother.

The Jiuli barbarians suddenly panicked and started to yell, turning around and running away. In just a few breaths, the nearly 100 barbarians who had rushed into the camp were all gone. The barbarians outside the camp were even more scattered, fleeing out of the valley in a chaotic manner.

"Don't change the subject deliberately. I'm waiting for your explanation." Hoffman said that he didn't want to buy it, but his body still honestly took it and took a sip.

But the Song army and the people were all in high spirits. It turned out that the Jin soldiers were just like this. With trenches, stacked formations, and iron horses, they could be beaten and put to flight. These things had existed before, but no one knew how to use them correctly. It seemed that as long as the trenches and chevaux de frise were properly transported, the Jin thieves were just like this.

Tang Li lived in a room on the third floor closest to the arena and could see the scene on the life and death stage from the window.

"Don't worry, the Tiger King has the armor given to him by his master, and those people can't hurt him." Fang Zhouye said.

This was a common tactic used in ancient sieges, the purpose of which was to reduce the morale of the defenders in the city as much as possible and prevent them from defending the city to the death. From this perspective, the principle of "the army that mourns will win" is exactly what is proven.

Cheng Long was not stupid, so he would not challenge Wang Zifan's authority at this time. He even nodded pretendingly, as if what Wang Zifan said made sense.

Murong Qingwan reached out to take it and gently opened the lid of the box. Inside was a bracelet made of eighteen exquisite jade beads. Each bead was crystal clear and full, more delicate and smoother than jadeite, transparent and clear, as bright and pleasing as holly after rain.

The ape spirit's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the box began to tremble up and down, and finally slowly rose from the ground and reached the height of the ape spirit's hands.

Knowing that Su Tong was the same as Zuo Jiamu, I didn't have the courage to try a second time. My mind was buzzing and blank.

Wang Zuxian lowered his sunglasses with his hands to look at Wang Zifan, then put them back on. His first impression was not a good one.

The two of them stayed up all day and didn't get out of bed until 11 o'clock in the morning, when they had lunch together.

For Ye Jian, Ling Xiaoxiao was a thorn in his heart. It would hurt if she was touched lightly. Julie and the others did not want to add to Ye Jian's pain and troubles, so they never asked.

The biggest movement was when a huge ice lotus with a diameter of one kilometer appeared in the sky, completely freezing the area within thousands of miles of the house.

Coming out of the bathroom, a gleam of tears flashed in the eyes of Tang Ning'an, who had just seemed cool and unrestrained. Tang Ning'an did not wipe them away and walked straight towards their private room.

Just as the men in the hall were immersed in the soothing and gentle piano music, Yue Qingque changed the rhythm with her fingertips, and then a bright red silk curtain fell lightly from the top of the dance floor, and down with it came the enchanting dancer Meng Lianying who was the focus of everyone's attention.