Chapter 1202: Neutralize It a Bit

Outside the cave residence, Yun Mengmeng used an unripe immortal spiritual fruit as a beanbag and threw it at Gan Tian, who dodged it nimbly; the fruit was caught by Qing He standing behind, who then threw it back at Gan Tian, and Gan Tian dodged once more.

The three girls were enjoying themselves thoroughly.

Lu Yang took two deep breaths, a smile gracing his face, and walked out of the cave residence with calm unhurriedness.

Though he had no idea what this heavenly tribulation would look like, he might as well act as though everything was well within his grasp first.

"Sister Mengmeng, I

"Holy crap! I actually spaced out!" By the time Cong Yi snapped back to reality, the dagger was a mere centimeter from his chest, prompting him to hastily channel the metal-attribute energy within his body, hardening his skin into an iron wall.

According to my investigation, although the Meiling Snow Mountain map suppresses plant-type skills, there are still dozens of plant species adapted to this environment, and near me happens to be one called Sight-of-Snow Icegrass.

Later, I asked him if I needed to formally bow to him as a master or something, probably because I had watched too many martial arts movies where disciples always perform a formal ceremony when learning skills, but he waved his hand and said he had no intention of taking me as a disciple.

Dr. Zhao looked at the highly agitated Ouyang Linrui with a bit of speechlessness, though he felt far more comforted than anything else.

No experience was allocated to my temporary pet, whereas Silver Fox No. 3 was the one I intended to nurture, so before starting this boss fight, I adjusted the settings to place Silver Fox No. 3 in spectator mode, while still giving it half the experience.

Because he was actually threatening her, having written very clearly in the message he sent that if she did not come out to talk with him, he would go look for Fang Tang directly.

The Three-Eyed Demon Wolf took a deep breath, and then transmitted a piece of information, all of which pertained to the Heavenly Curse Dao Ancestor.

"Are you quite sure that I fled, rather than directly defeating your bullshit family head in a fair and square fight?" Cong Yi sneered as he walked up to Zhuang Jiewei.

In the pavilion not far away, Princess Ji Ying personally brought over tea and pastries. Seeing this, Cheng Yitian walked over and sat down opposite the princess.

Opening the door, the lights in the living room were turned off. However, the door to the adjacent room was open, and light spilled out from within. It seemed they had not gone to sleep yet.

The person before her eyes was indeed You Yanran, but how had she become so beautiful? Where the scar had once been on her face, there was now a birthmark-like blemish shaped like something between a butterfly and a flower, yet it inadvertently lent her an extra touch of charm.

Yun Duoduo watched the commoners kneeling before her while calling out to Guanyin Bodhisattva with every breath; she felt quite guilty inside, but her facial expression remained perfectly serene as she stood upon a thick branch of the locust tree, looking down at the crowd with a gaze of universal compassion.

Although Yun Duoduo did not know how to treat this postpartum depression, she understood how it came about, which must be due to some unresolved trouble in her heart; and what unresolved trouble could she possibly have? It was nothing more than being starved of a man.

The dishes on the table were very simple, with only four meat and four vegetable platters to go with the white rice, but Yao Qingmu had come from a bitter background anyway and was not all that particular, eating with great relish just the same.

Su Daji nodded, leaping out from the compass to land right before Li Rui. By this time, she had already reverted to her original form, and that single movement of rising and landing made her flawless figure appear tantalizingly voluptuous.

Yet, for all these troubles that could not be counted on the fingers of one hand, she had never managed to gain any advantage whatsoever.

Even when the old master was at the height of his power, he had failed to plant anyone inside the National Security Bureau, let alone now. Since ancient times, veteran officials always invited envy, and the modern Huaxia was naturally no exception. As for the National Security Bureau, which was equivalent to the Brocade Guards, the current Number One Chief held the reins personally, further expanding its authority.

Had this happened to any other mercenary group, it would have caused a massive uproar long ago. But in the Lone Wolf, such a thing would never happen.

Though there was a time when she herself had wanted to die after running into a dead end, she had never actually put it into action, being driven to helplessness each time only by the sheer desperation of livelihood.