Volume 1, Chapter 35: An Invitation from the Profligate

Came to see him just to get drunk?

Li Xian looked at Chu Yun with some suspicion, then asked cautiously, "Are there any other requests?"

This was no ordinary person, but the son of a Prince.

Chu Yun immediately shook his head. Looking at Li Xian earnestly, he continued, "No other requests. I only wish to drink until I am thoroughly intoxicated. To be honest, Brother Li, I am obsessed with wine. My lifelong goal is to taste every fine wine in the world. I have always considered myself a connoisseur, but it wasn't until I drank that bottle yesterday that I realized I have lived all these years in vain. I truly was short-sighted!"

Li Xian: "..."

Was there any need to curse oneself like that?

Li Xian nodded...

As a result, this guy went to gamble at Sister Huohua’s casino, lost millions, and even took out loans to gamble, only to be discovered by her men later.

In the end, after pacing at the door for more than ten seconds, Jiraiya slowly walked away. He chose neither to eavesdrop at the door nor to wait for Tsunade to come out and ask her what had happened.

He himself did not quite believe that the powerful Ning Wu could be severely wounded in a single blow to the point of being unable to fight again; the whole situation was far too suspicious.

What Liu Xie wanted to change was the erroneous concept of war, a notion built upon the piling up of human lives.

As the smoke in the stairwell slowly dissipated, a strong wind rushed in. The frantic gunfire from earlier had devoured a wall leading to the corner above, leaving only the howling of the gale.

Judging by the trajectory and timeline of her training, there was no other explanation for her growth than innate talent.

The crowd stared at the large screen. The image trembled, unable to display properly, and finally, accompanied by an explosion, it disintegrated into debris that drifted downward.

Yue Jin and Cao Xiu, standing atop the city walls, suddenly saw dozens of riders burst out from the enemy's formation. They looked up one after another, only to see a large banner fluttering in the wind among the riders, embroidered with a massive character for "Xu." Looking closely, they recognized it as Xu Huang.

He briefly introduced the situation he had gathered outside to Ma Beixiong, Mei Tiehe, and the others.

Huangfu Zhi flicked his wrist, his paper fan sweeping across Tan Dingdong's sleeve and slicing off a piece of fabric, nearly striking the man's wrist. Tan Dingdong broke out in a cold sweat; had that strike landed on his wrist, the hand would have been crippled.

Finding a secluded spot, Cheng Zijin rummaged through her Qiankun bag. Watching a pile of gold, silver, and jade wares emerge and then be put back, Zhang Jianwei, who was subconsciously converting these items into RMB, felt a sudden thirst.

He pulled the money he had prepared earlier from his pocket, but as he reached out, it felt wrong—the texture was soft and limp.

Mu Yue said happily, "Regardless, I must find one or two velociraptors nearby so you can devour their abilities."

Having said that, she pulled the reins and bolted out like lightning, the sound of hoofbeats gradually fading into the distance.

If we actually give birth on this Dragon Star, wouldn't we have to come back to check on our child at any time? That is too inconvenient.

One of the pterosaurs kept its eyes fixed on Mu Yue, then slowly walked over to the side of the ceratopsian.

As the words fell, a very faint sound came from the bed in front of them; if they hadn't been close, it would have been hard to hear.

The Water-Wood Ancient Sheep was still guessing which one was the real Jiang Kong when it suddenly felt a heat on its crown. A flame capable of incinerating everything had already descended upon its head, followed immediately by a grand palm strike that slammed into it.

Facing Caitlyn’s curious, childlike questions, Xuan Chen found himself unable to answer.

Actually, those at the Spirit God realm could use their power to open the barrier, but it would create instability in the ruins of the Old World.

After I shouted those words, a bolt of purple heavenly lightning descended from the sky and struck me right on the forehead.

Countless disciples rushed frantically from all around toward Jiang Muhan, who was at the center of the blood energy eruption.

"Sir, there are missiles approaching. They are nuclear missiles. Based on their trajectory, the impact point is nearby!" Jarvis repeated calmly.

In the end, finding that he could never break free from Qin Hao's grip, his eyes gradually shifted from hope to an expression of despair.

This also made Lin Lang feel particularly upset. Originally, they had been as close as brothers, and they had already discussed everything in the best possible way.

Ji Hongzhuo sat directly on the chair where Jiang Muhan had just been sitting and spread the file out on the bed.

Next month's training is in the mountains, where the terrain is rugged and motorized vehicles cannot enter. We must carry full equipment and maintenance tools; some will be carried by human backs, but the load will mainly be on pack horses. Even though gelded pack horses are docile and easy to ride, they still require specialized riding training.

There were lush trees on both sides of the road, and in the distance, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers created a refreshing feeling.

One minute should be no problem for Guan Yang, who can fly, to leave this deep valley.

At the square in front of a grand hall on Qingling Peak of the Qingling Sect, most of the Qi-refining disciples of the entire sect had already gathered. Interestingly, the higher-cultivation disciples among them showed little joy, while those with lower cultivation were the most excited.

Nalu'er nodded, her expression unchanged. She didn't even have the thought of adjusting her clothes to cover the mark on her chest.

Hearing this, Xia Tian said, "Then you are truly useless. Bye-bye!" As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted force with his right hand. A 'crack' sounded, and that person’s neck bone was snapped directly by Xia Tian, killing him instantly.

If he were still being forced to talk to the system like when he first woke up, he would probably still be sitting on the bed motionless, instead of being dressed neatly and ready to go out for a meal as he was now.

After Pan Hao rejected the previous proposal, Hou Qiming’s eyes darted around, and he immediately came up with another idea.