Volume One, Chapter 39: For the Sake of the Meat

"Of course. I may not have told you, but although I’m a foodie, I’ve done a lot of research on gourmet food, so I can cook many delicious things," Ouyang Yingqi said with no false modesty.

"It’s fine. I’m testing your skills. Just attack when I tell you to attack; be obedient," Xie Dong said.

"Yu’er, what’s wrong?" Seeing her strike herself heavily, the Lin woman was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to grab her hand, asking.

"General Ma, over here." At the city gate, the gate stood wide open, and a person stood in the center—the very same person Ma Teng had met during the day.

The surrounding caves were incredibly hot; it was freezing outside, yet so sweltering within. I truly don't know what kind of hellish place this is.

To confirm whether Ouyang Yingqi was safe, he called Nangong Linyi. If it weren't for Ouyang Yingqi, he would never have done such a thing.

As Chen Yu and Zhu Qing were being teased by the crowd, Chen Yu caught a glimpse of Chen Yong glancing toward the outer door, looking lost and uneasy. His expression was quite unnatural, and she wondered to herself what was wrong with him. Why was he so restless? Could something have happened?

I was panicking. Old Huang still hadn't stopped. I eased the criteria for myself: I would walk fifty more floors, and if we still hadn't reached the bottom, I would definitely have to tell Old Huang.

"But you don't... fine." Looking into Qian Mo's eyes, Ouyang Yingqi didn't even have the courage to refuse.

"Do you really not know what I want to do?" Yan Libin tossed both phones to his feet and leaned back against the chair, staring at Tang Fengqing.

Leading his men and pondering over it again and again, Manggultai felt this was a sign that Huang Taiji intended to shift the blame for the army's defeat, and it was highly likely he meant to pin the responsibility for this failure on him.

His very first words changed the entire world; one could only wonder what other world-shaking remarks he had in store.

"Ancestor of the Extreme Abyss, I, the Emperor, have come to meet you!" While Ran Wei and Deng Yuzhen were conversing, Qin Hengtian had already flown out of the star-traversing warship. Nine-colored clouds spread out like a bridge, and he held the Sword of Creation in his hand. Behind his head, nine divine rings manifested, each containing a radiant cluster of light floating within.

Even Sun Li was furious at this point. People had already promised to help, yet he wouldn't even let that guy come over—was he trying to completely offend them?

He didn't care about the process, nor did he care about any oversights. He only needed a result, or perhaps a reason—a reason to drive Lin Feng out of the company. With this reason, he could righteously demand that Yu Siqing fire Lin Feng.

The Lord God did not exist in the form of a wristwatch; or rather, from the moment the reincarnation mode began, there was no such thing as a wristwatch at all. The Lord God had always displayed tasks out of thin air, yet as long as one called out to the Lord God in their heart, there would always be a response.

However, when the two of them walked down the stairs, Wang Zhen finally realized the gravity of the situation.

But his shouts actually encouraged the others. Seeing that there were so many people around, the monster in front of them didn't seem so terrifying anymore, and they all stepped up to land a few blows on it.

Therefore, not long after Zaisang returned to Chagan Hot following the Geler-Juergen Alliance, he decided on his own to lead his troops north again. He left Chagan Hot—a square city of rammed earth that, while dilapidated, was a rare sight on the East Mongolian grasslands—and from then on, he led his followers to roam the grasslands north of Chagan Hot.

Now, having toured the ancient town and taken some photos, laughing and talking with him, my suppressed mood has improved a lot.

Pale-faced and too terrified to move, they gripped Li Zhou’s arms, trembling as they followed him forward. Had Li Zhou not been in the lead, they would have already collapsed to the ground in fear, unable to proceed.

Mo Ting left the hospital first. She drove along, her mind drifting, and only when she came to her senses did she realize she had taken a wrong turn and arrived at the side gate of the Mo residence.

Once the suppressing firepower could not be maintained, a five-meter-high wall posed no obstacle to an Evolved One.

Qi Miao knew Qi Yu’s temper; she would never treat Fang Qi kindly. But this brother-in-law was an innocent victim of collateral damage. No matter what, he had been dragged into this, and she actually felt for him. But since the wood was already carved, all she could do was try her best to make it up to Fang Qi. Qi Miao poured him a glass of water.

"Auntie, what are you thinking about?" Seeing Zhao’s expression shift as she remained silent, Jin’er asked curiously.

Downstairs, A’Qiang had already parked the car and was waiting for Huangfu Bei’er. Seeing her come down, he quickly opened the car door.

She felt it was necessary to go to a supermarket. She only had one ultra-thin panty liner with her, which was simply not enough.

At a time like this, she didn't want to admit defeat. She didn't want to be toyed with blindly, and she especially didn't want him to see that she still cared about him.

Although Shi Yanyu’s movements were fierce and ruthless, he lacked the practical combat experience of Wu Junhao, who was the type of person to keep a gun under his pillow even while sleeping.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the red wine spilled onto Luo Xue’s gown, immediately turning into droplets of red water.

After his father arrived, there was a significant change. Who could have imagined things could turn out this way?

"Does Lord Zhu think my words were cynical? What exactly did I say? You were the one who said you wanted to die; I was just telling you to go die somewhere else so that saving you wouldn't cause me trouble," Liu Zhengyan said righteously, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his words at all.

"You! I want you dead!" Poseidon charged at Mo Lin, swinging his trident in a chaotic, unrefined manner, completely consumed by fury.

"Are you sure our carriage can still hold it... Your backpack is full, and the back of the carriage is stuffed with the local specialties Young Master Li brought back to Ashtaroth and the things we bought earlier. As for this stone, let's just forget it..." Qin Sha looked at the nearly full trunk, looked at Yue helplessly, and tried to persuade her.

When Mo Lin tore the last enemy to shreds with his Dragon Claw Hand, he began to wait for the arrival of the Slaughter King, Tang Chen.

They continued to follow Zuomeng up the mountain. After they reached the middle of the slope, the sound of a terrifying shockwave suddenly came from behind them.

A sinister smile of triumph appeared at the corner of Ye Mushang’s mouth. You bastard, so what if you have great power? Aren't you still being played in the palm of my hand?

How could Lin Juehao tolerate his son being trampled upon like this? He stepped forward, intending to strike Feng Qing. The young man behind quickly stepped forward to block Feng Qing. How ridiculous; the Lin family started the provocation, yet they weren't allowed to fight back?

The group continued to climb from the ninety-first floor. To their surprise, the lights on the walls from the ninety-first to the ninety-ninth floors lit up automatically, and each level of the pagoda was filled with gold, silver, jewelry, various divine weapons, rare treasures, and spiritual elixirs.