Chapter 40: Wu Xiulan asked with anticipation.

"My goodness, this immortal master really caught the rat! That's miraculous!" Zhao Renyi beamed, unable to hide his delight.

"It seems the immortal master is truly capable of catching rats," Lin Xing said, turning to the others. "In that case, my previous proposal should be acceptable, right? Can we all agree to let the immortal master handle the rats for us?"

A villager had...

Early the next morning, they left their belongings, weapons, and horses at the Heshun Inn and followed Manager Ma to the labor market near the South Square.

In an instant, Lin Ou's legs felt as if they had been filled with lead, weighed down by a thousand-pound boulder, leaving him unable to even lift his feet.

Robert hurriedly snatched his longsword from the bedside, sheathed it, stepped out of the room, and walked toward Peteria.

Launching new products would be highly beneficial for increasing turnover. Task A specifically required reaching a cumulative turnover of 600,000 within one week.

The Sword Venerable smiled faintly, leading the massive contingent of the Spirit Sword Sect as they flew into a vast, circular plaza. Upon finding a spot marked with the characters for "Spirit Sword," he steered his magical flying vehicle down to land.

When Captain Orgóñez and the Indians were about fifty meters away, he ordered the infantry to fire. A volley from the infantry immediately brought down a swathe of the charging Indian soldiers. Once the matchlock men had fired, Captain Orgóñez signaled the trumpeter to sound the charge, and the cavalry spurred their horses forward, swords drawn.

Destiny?! It seems it was all just hypocrisy! Sikong Xuanlang’s heart turned cold, and his gaze grew icy. Expressionless, he drained his cup of wine and smashed it violently against the floor, leaving shards scattered everywhere.

He kissed her, his tongue probing inward, relentlessly sweeping against her lips and teeth. The moment they touched, Lu Qinghuan embraced him with a seductive charm, tangling with him in a lingering passion.

Su Qiancheng sat down beside her, leaving a small gap between them. Taking advantage of the fact that she had been keeping her head lowered, Lu Sheng'er took note of the distance he had maintained.

Flores said, "I am willing to serve the Inca King." Many Spaniards had lived in this country for many years and were very familiar with the Quechua language spoken by the Incas. Thus, they were all able to converse with the Incas with ease.

As a member of the Zhao family's shadow unit, he usually walked in darkness, specializing in bloody deeds that could not see the light of day.

His initial soft-spoken words gradually transformed into angry roars; all his misery and resentment were vented in these stern, harsh rebukes.

Recalling an old grudge, "Jose" widened his narrowed eyes, locking them firmly onto the trembling form of Calete.

However, when Hu Guoshan saw the look on Liao Fan’s face, he immediately pulled his outstretched neck back.

Hua Qingyi wanted to console Murong Fang further, but at that moment, the door to the west wing creaked, and Ah Fu’s voice drifted in from outside.

Chen Qiang could not utter a single word. He kept his head bowed, and no one could see his expression. He had been utterly devastated by Zhao Feng’s words; he remained slumped there, his consciousness even beginning to blur.

No wonder both his master, Pang Qingyang, and those around him who knew of his Azure Dragon bloodline had repeatedly warned him never to reveal his secret until he had the power to protect himself.

At the very center of the space sat Poseidon, the Sea King, and in the rows below him sat three lines of stern-faced, heavily armed, and impeccably equipped black-clad guards and enforcers.

"What immense power! It has actually altered the topography of Mount Luofu. How are the two of them faring?" a disciple asked.

The gaming world was vast. With Lin Jian’s current strength, he could certainly find high-level dungeons, but it would take a great deal of time.

The nearly ten thousand eyes on his body opened simultaneously. Then, rays of light flickered, and countless beams surged from the eyes, ultimately converging into a massive pillar of light that blasted outward.

"Kiritsugu, breakfast is ready." No sooner had Emiya Kiritsugu put on his clothes than he heard Minazuki Mai approaching. She was carrying a tray with both hands, on which sat the breakfast she had just prepared for him, and she set it down beside him.

In the armor workshop, Li Zhi hung a newly crafted suit of full-plate armor one hundred meters away and fired at it with a smoothbore flintlock musket.

Li Zhi also inquired about luxury items like glass mirrors and transparent glassware, only to find that the prices were similar to those in the Ming Dynasty and that they could only be sold slowly, with limited market demand. Li Zhi thought about it and realized this was to be expected. These luxury items were compact; if there were a large price difference and high demand, other sea merchants would have long since brought them to Japan.

Lin Jian was not discouraged; giving up had never been his style. After a moment of thought, he focused his mind and summoned his newly acquired creature: a Wraith.

"Please be seated here; the Old Ancestor will arrive momentarily," Shi Zhongbao said, raising his voice to remind Xia Er once more.

Qi Sheng felt a sense of surrealism at this moment. Looking at Da Miao clutching a glow stick with such excitement, it suddenly dawned on him that, after all, Da Miao was just a cat.

On the tall sculpture, the lines depicting the two holy figures were vivid and lifelike. Every time Pope Alexander VII looked at this set of statues, it was as if he were witnessing the catastrophe Jesus had endured, seeing the ruthlessness and arrogance of the cruel Roman governor.

On a snowy day, not having glass windows and having to push the shutters open to look outside was indeed not a very pleasant experience. After looking for a while, the warmth in the room vanished, and it felt chilly. If not for the heat from the kang bed, Lin Yuxiu felt she might have frozen through.