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Gabriel felt something was wrong: "Pirates are kidnapping people, should we pull Dachun back to the sealed space?"

Sariel immediately held back: "No! If you pull it back, it will seem like you are afraid! Look at Xiaomei, she just dragged this fly around the streets and really dug out the second generation of the Pirate King!"

Gabriel said unhappily, "Xiaomei sent this fly to me because she was scared!"

Metatron sighed: "My mission to defend against Curry Evil God is very heavy..."

It was empty and there was nothing there! She looked up and saw that the adobe house was in a state of disrepair.

Just as he was thinking about refusing, he saw the door pushed open from the outside. At first he thought it was his grandfather coming back.

Fan Yan shrugged his nose and smelled the aroma of barbecue coming from the room. At the same time, he could faintly hear the sizzling sound of barbecue coming from the room on the left.

Patriarch Bodhi did not teach him the way of cultivation immediately, but ordered his disciples to teach him how to sweep and clean, how to respond, how to move forward and backward, and how to be polite with his fellow disciples, how to talk about the sutras and the way of the Tao, how to practice calligraphy and burn incense, and so on every day. In his spare time, he would sweep the floor, hoe the garden, plant flowers and prune trees, look for firewood to light the fire, and carry water to transport pulp. All the things he needed were prepared.

Isolating such a huge sea area, this force is enough to swallow up any powerful naval fleet.

"Ha..." Wulfric stumbled and coughed violently, then he crouched on his knees with his hands, breathing heavily. It was obvious that the damage caused by Torygg's hammer was not light.

Xiang Yunqi had already driven here, and Jiang Mi didn't want to be a light bulb for him, so she just asked out of politeness.

Fu Qingfeng: "..." She even doubted what her sister was talking about. How could the current top master like the Black Mountain Old Demon be defeated? No matter how she thought about it, it was impossible.

Shen Lun was afraid of fighting with the Nine-headed Insect and sinking the Chixian Island. That would be a crime and Chixian would be furious.

Lycas, who had used the bone fragment once before, was already familiar with it when he used it again. In just a blink of an eye, Lycas once again felt the biting cold wind of the Baidi Territory and the snow under his feet.

In the cave, Lin Mu was in a state of meditation when he suddenly began to tremble violently. His spiritual power was running wild, spreading in all directions, constantly impacting the walls of the cave. If it weren't for the barrier, this place would have been destroyed long ago.

Han Diaoyi rode a dark horse and carried a big sword. Facing Li Hanyi's question, his old face was expressionless and he just nodded lightly.

This is the Xianle Hall, a well-known ancient place in the capital. Tang Qing'er often invites friends here to eat and chat in her spare time. This time, she chose a seat by the window so that she could see the scenery outside by slightly turning her head.

"Except you, including Chen Mu, among those boys who like me, have you ever seen anyone get within three steps of me?" An Wan asked.

Then the egret saw a huge tornado rolling in and catching up with the fleeing fisherman. After swallowing him, it returned to the Longwei River.

"In a sense, he is my benefactor, and I help him just to repay him," said An Wan.

Bang! Pop! Boom! After a burst of impact, all the disciples were attacked, with painful expressions on their faces. They continued to struggle, and their meridians were burned. It was a gloomy flame that could not be solved by ordinary methods.

Li Jiancheng listened to Li Haochen's words, nodded with satisfaction and continued: "Then I will tell you one more thing today. This is my reward to you. You must accept it and cannot refuse!" After that, Li Jiancheng looked at Li Haochen with a smile.

There were several tables filled with food and wine in the hall. The poor old man was gnawing on a pig's trotter while looking around, picking and choosing from the banquets on the tables. When he saw dishes that had not been touched, he would grab them with his hands and stuff them into his mouth.