Chapter 51: Unable to Withstand the Toss

Song Yin simply decided to act like a child for once and set off all the fireworks Lou Yizhou had brought out.

Lou Yizhou found one cigarette wasn't enough and lit another.

"I'm treating you like a child, and you won't even let me rest for a moment?" Lou Yizhou said with a smile, pinching her cheek.

Song Yin pouted, "Today is New Year's Eve, can't the Third Master indulge me a little?"

As the two of them were talking, the reincarnated souls successively unlocked the seals on their memories. Following that, the scene became quite emotional; everyone was in tears, filled with sighs, emotions, sobs, and weeping.

One thousand eight hundred Spanish cavalrymen were divided into more than twenty squadrons, formed in dense parallel lines of five deep across a battlefront less than two kilometers wide, with the front row closely following General Pedro at the very vanguard.

It did not even dare to lower its head to probe the depth of the trap, believing in its own mind that any place its feet could not fathom must be an abyss of unfathomable depth.

"Hah, I didn't expect you to still remember." Ji Xirui's gaze darkened slightly. He rubbed the fingernail of his other hand with his thumb, deep in thought, while at the same time, the thin layer of calluses on his hands was clearly visible.

Yun Jin fetched clean water to have Wu Zun take the remaining medicinal powder, combined with Su Jinxi's acupuncture techniques. Before long, Wu Zun's condition improved significantly.

"You need a grand stage to display the talents of your heart, and I have done my utmost to provide assistance; however, when I require the support of an unbreakable alliance, you must be the first to step forward!" Desa seemingly spoke in code, but he believed that the ambitious Bernadotte understood and knew precisely what Desa meant.

When the white man reached out his hand, Xue Xin did not crash into him as one might have imagined; instead, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

If there had been anyone else by their sides at this moment, they undoubtedly would have noticed the peculiar look in Su Jinxi's expression. It was a pity that Old Herb Ghost, whose heart and mind were entirely focused on Su Jinxi, failed to notice it at all and very happily extended his arm, attentively placing it right before Su Jinxi.

Therefore, in the indigenous tribes, hunting wild boars was an extremely dangerous endeavor, and unless the tribe's food supply faced a crisis, the natives would never proactively provoke them.

The police officers would not easily believe what Jian You said. The officer standing at the front waved his hand, and several others behind him began searching the room.

"Many thanks, Master!" After saying this, Xue Wuming crossed his legs in front of the lotus throne and sat facing the Palace Master of Beiyao Palace.

There is a saying on Earth that pedestrian traffic can drive urban development. This saying applies here as well; the numerous passing cultivators made the magical treasures and the cultivation levels of the people on this planet much higher than those on other planets.

Xie Danchen knew he couldn't keep it a secret any longer, so he stammered and confessed the expenses. In his heart, he regretted why he had acted so impulsively upon a sudden urge, not resembling his usual self at all.

Zhang Fan and Leng Ao both looked at the uninvited intruder. Zhang Fan observed him for a moment, a trace of a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth—it seemed he had work to do again.

Xu Qingrang hurriedly stepped forward to support Xun Yi's head, which had been propped up for half a day. He looked at the cave-in trapping the two of them and then glanced around the severely collapsed tomb chamber structure.

Mo Qianxia was very anxious inside, but unable to see anyone, she had a flash of inspiration and took out her cell phone. This phone had been given to her by Lin Mohe through Zhang Lei, and Lin Mohe's number was saved inside.

"Whoosh, whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!" Crossbow bolts were finally shot toward Dragon Fist from all around, but they were all easily deflected by Dragon Fist.

It is hard to imagine how Chenchen could just stand by and watch as Su Li was half-melted by Zhuohua into the white peach tree. Fortunately, Qu Qingyou had fallen in time to interrupt Zhuohua's sorcery; otherwise, at that moment, Su Li would have been doing well just to leave a face behind on the tree bark.