Chapter 145: The Mine Tunnel (Part 2)

"Number Eight, where did you get this wine, and why did you hide it so well? We have never seen you brew any," Number Two questioned.

Number Eight smiled, "I risked my life to brew this jar of wine, and it certainly cost a pretty penny. Once, I discovered a vital-energy fruit tree, and then..."

According to Yan Weiyin's suggestion, starting the selection from the youngest, the next one should be Sun Jingxian.

Long Qing frowned and signaled the bartender to stop with a look. He then took out his phone, intending to call Xia Qingqing to get Xia Yu's home address, but after dialing, the other end of the line only played a disconnected-number recording.

Knowing that Muxi had left Qingyue Terrace, and after deep consideration, Red Moon decided to share the breathtaking news she had uncovered with July. Even upon learning the truth herself, she could hardly believe it—this unfathomable Prince of Jin was actually him.

Because she had finally figured out the core testing criteria of her inner-courtyard political struggle examination. The questions for the first stage should be aimed at defeating her stepmother and securing a promising future for herself, all under the premise of avoiding the heavy accusation of "filial impiety and rebellion" and thus cutting herself off from mainstream society.

"Alright then!" Assuming that Lin Yuhao simply didn't want Lin Yuhao to tag along with them, Chu Ning nodded in agreement.

After a long while, Li Jinglong lay beneath the tree, while Hongjun rested in his arms. They started from the moment of waking up from that dream, talking all the way until they reached Li Jinglong's dreamscape. When it was Li Jinglong's turn to speak, Hongjun was utterly astonished.

Everyone was present except for Hongjun. In that instant, Li Jinglong had an ominous premonition, just as that soaring blue light formed a pillar, and a black dragon on the outer perimeter flew up with a mournful cry, slamming fiercely against the blue light to no avail, before turning back to charge toward the top of the Dragon-Suppressing Pagoda.

The yacht sailed across the boundless Pacific Ocean. Long Qing practiced meditation every day, and his body was gradually recovering, though it would still be a long time before he returned to his peak condition.

"Lin Shu, today we are going to Zaikong City to inquire about the people in the city who have fallen into an endless sleep. You should come with us as well. It's good to move around more, rather than staying cooped up in this courtyard all day and being bored," he said, looking at Lin Shu with a smile.

The secret guard forces of Zaikong City in the Northern barbarians suffered heavy casualties. Seeing more and more demonic shadows that became increasingly difficult to deal with, and knowing that their own physical strength and spiritual energy were severely depleted, they were in no condition to continue fighting. Consequently, the people of the Qilin Gate also resorted to a feigned surrender, raising their hands first.

Zhong Yixue was very familiar with this expression of his. A few days earlier, Zhong Yixue had also imitated a reporter, deliberately putting Yao Yaoyao on the spot face-to-face. Whenever Yao Yaoyao wore this look, it meant he was entirely confident and had everything under control.

Naturally, as was often the case, new customers were always flustered, while regular customers remained completely calm and at ease.

Especially Mo Yu's actions across the three major base cities, which almost single-handedly brought those three bases into existence.

Thirdly, Tian Bogong kept his promises and valued his word above all else. In the midst of intense combat, he would withdraw his blade the moment he said he would, without any hesitation or sloppy dragging, and he would never stab anyone in the back.

The virtual, beautiful landscapes of the gaming world suddenly materialized, instantly appearing right before his eyes. Yao Yaoyao was deeply shocked by the sight.

Hearing this, the old blade-sheather was momentarily stunned, and then he remembered: Mo Yu was merely at the Mortal-Shedding Realm; how could he possibly know anything about the supreme powerhouses of heaven and earth?

Because of Li Mou's public notice, the commoners gathered around Yuyuan Garden were all restless, and some of the old brothers even wanted to disband their troops and go out to become simple farmers.

Seeing that the others didn't mind... Shimakaze remained very polite, first observing the traditional etiquette of her own nation before picking up her chopsticks.

Finding people, finding objects—well, Wang Feng's trip to the Dragon Ball world this time was simply about scouring the entire world for things.

As she turned around on the stage to face everyone, she also took two steps to the left and directly pointed her pointer at the orange administrative country composed of numerous islands in the southeast of the Eurasian continent.