Volume 1, Chapter 27: This Is a Fake
Seeing that Li Binglan had accepted the wager, a smile couldn't help but spread across Zhang Wenxuan's face. Why wouldn't one play a bet that was a guaranteed win?
The two walked over to Yan Ming's side, and by this time, Yan Ming had essentially finished appraising the ancient sword.
"Old Yan, how does it look?" Li Binglan asked.
Yan Ming lightly stroked his beard and said, "This is an ancient sword from the Tang Dynasty; it is highly likely to be a palace ceremonial object, and it holds significant value!"
Li Binglan nodded, clearly placing great trust in Yan Ming's words.
Across from them, Fatty Wu laughed upon hearing this. "Old Yan truly has a sharp eye, worthy of being a veteran master with decades of experience..."
It was unexpected that Ke Dazui could put on such a facade; why be so awkward from Ke Dazui's sudden enthusiasm that he didn't know where to put his hands?
"Haha, don't worry. Even if I took that thing, it would be useless to me; I don't have any light-element spirit beasts," Li Yuan laughed immediately.
Early the next morning, Lin Zhiyuan drove Li Mixian to Huangling at the southern foothills of Mount Fuhu.
As soon as Lin Zhiyuan returned to the Municipal Investment Promotion Bureau, the newly appointed section chief, Chen Zhixin, hurried in to report on his work.
One silver missile after another descended from the sky with a piercing whistle, numbering no fewer than twenty thousand.
Upon hearing this, Zhan Xiangchun understood the situation and, nodding steadily, retreated.
Jiang Leyi did not believe it. She did not believe that someone could easily obtain everything without putting in any effort.
Gu Dingzhi was deep in thought, as his subordinates naturally knew, but the direction they were heading now was toward the Shen Manor.
A few days later, it happened to be Sunday. He remembered it was in the morning; Zeng Xiangyang was bored and listlessly helping his mother in the kitchen and cleaning up when he suddenly heard someone calling his name outside.
In the afternoon, Niu Jishan, the director of the county Environmental Protection Bureau, went to the industrial park to coordinate the operations of the sewage treatment plant, with Lin Zhiyuan personally accompanying him. The sewage treatment plant would be finished in another month, and the Environmental Protection Bureau had already taken full control.
"In my opinion, there is no situation better suited for taking risks than the current one," Horatio said.
Xiao Ning thought to himself that although the Heavenly Eye divine ability of the Erlang Shen lineage was not as good as his in terms of detection, its attack power was far superior to the Xuantian Zhengxiao Divine Light, making it the very bane of demons and ghosts.
Underworld officers are equivalent to civil servants of the netherworld; naturally, they cannot be killed just because someone wants to, or else everything would descend into chaos.
Kuai Qing poked his head out from the dust-filled air, spotted the sinister great tiger, and immediately charged forward with his fists raised.
Of course, His Highness the Crown Prince had not grasped the true essence of it; oral instruction is never as effective as learning by doing. It wasn't until he saw Pei Yuanqi soften the newspaper before using it that he finally understood why his backside had been hurting.
Under the orange-yellow light, the white Devil Fruit seemed to be draped in a holy radiance, highlighting its immense value.
Black Impermanence looked at White Impermanence with a strange expression. "Third Brother is well-behaved? Don't you have any idea yourself whether he's well-behaved or not?"
After Wen Zhong shouted, his forehead seemed to split open, revealing a deep mark. From that mark, white light burst forth, as if a sword blade were fiercely shooting out to strike at Master Huanglong himself.
After slapping him a few times and finding it useless, you immediately use an electric baton to shock the Undead Envoy awake: "Still not setting off?" If you don't leave now, something bad will happen.
Whether it was the United States or the Soviet Union, all those famous ace pilots who emerged later did so after 1943; before that, it was the world of the Germans and the Japanese.
Not signing a contract meant they had a chance to poach Tang Lijue's connections. The research company could certainly develop smart products, and anyone who wouldn't make money when it's there is a fool.
Now, whenever he saw this man and Yu'er so intimate, his heart felt uncontrollably frantic; that feeling of jealousy eroded his heart inch by inch.
If Cang Shuo really reported the matter to the Shangpin Hall, Shang Shan's act of going to Fengshuang City would be tantamount to throwing his life away.
Although he vaguely felt that something was wrong, ever since he smelled the scent of the Ice Rose wine, he seemed a bit drunk, and his head kept throbbing with a dull pain, making it impossible for him to concentrate and think carefully.
To say she wasn't scared at all would be a lie; otherwise, her feet wouldn't have been trembling slightly.
Her beautiful face was filled with intense malice, her lovely eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her ink-black eyes were dark enough to drip ink.
Seeing this, Jing Yiren's eyes deepened. She didn't know how to handle it and glanced at Lu Ming; after all, the accident that happened to Xue Fanghua was caused because of Lu Ming.
Five or six young masters, each a head taller than her, introduced themselves one after another. It made Qi Ziyan's ears buzz, her vision blurred, and smiling faces swayed before her eyes.
"I was just about to take out my dagger to hack at that tentacle when I discovered that the owner of the tentacle was the Giant Armored Ice Octopus I encountered during the beast tide."
According to Gu Qiaoyu's instructions, Inman, who was very good at finding people, covered herself with a quilt and counted, while Gu Qiaoyu hid within the allotted time.
She had actually arrived long ago and had been listening quietly outside the door, already knowing the situation inside like the back of her hand.
Wang Chen moved, much like the previous two times, the only difference being that he hadn't jumped the previous two times. This time, due to the tricky angle, he jumped off the ground to block the ball.
"Do things have genders too? What about male tables and female tables? Can't it be a female table? By the way, are you invincible as a male table or a female table?" Yan Zhen looked at Zuo Liangyu's enraged expression, feeling immensely delighted in his heart, and continued his mockery.
"Great!" The Ice Storm King on the side felt very avenged. Thinking of how he had just been killed by him, and all the past kindness he had shown him, it could be considered repaid. Now that he had been killed by Lin Yi, the Ice Storm King could be considered completely liberated.
Five more days passed in a flash. Lu Yu's physical strength had almost recovered, and now his meridians were mainly still in the process of repairing. As soon as his strength was restored, Lu Yu found a time when the temperature was highest at noon to take a thoroughly comfortable bath in the water of the rock cave.
Is this kind of pain a bloodline curse? It's the 21st century; how could there still be something like a curse? It sounds like a fantasy.
Lian Shuo looked into her eyes. What showed in them was not blame, but joy. He had made her heart race; she should have scolded him, should have hit him, instead of looking at him with such eyes.
Her lips were warm and moist, which was truly a surprise. He looked at her lips with lingering attachment; her fragrance was so intoxicating that he could not forget it for a long time. Perhaps he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
For example, when the chanting sound was not heard, the brain cells seemed to be in a state of just waking up, listless and slow in thinking. But after being stimulated by that chanting, the brain cells seemed to be injected with vitality and vigor, and the thinking became active, presenting a state where thoughts flowed like a spring.