Volume 1, Chapter 67: If You Can't Even Manage Your Son, How Do You Expect to Manage the Fu Family?

"Grandpa, Eldest Brother's legs are injured. In his physical condition, he simply cannot take care of Fanxing!"
"You beast!"
Elder Fu was furious, and delivered a fierce slap across his face!

Seeing the turbulent emotions among the crowd, Alexios abruptly stood up. He crossed his arms over his chest, continuously shaking the index finger of his right hand.

The bickering voices within the chaotic void continued, gradually fading away, further and further, until there was only utter darkness. A sudden, violent plunge into the endless space, falling madly as twisted and frenzied warp entities blanketed the edge of vision.

Before long, the bone marrow of the Rabbit Rakshasa was completely devoured by the Asura, and even its sturdy skeleton was reduced to flying ash.

In the face of such a chaotic and haphazard encounter, the unique mutual telepathy among the Ba people played a remarkably crucial role—an almost innate sense. In contrast, the soldiers of the Han army were far less practiced in such tacit coordination.

Subsequently, Zhang Wu introduced the living room and bedroom, both of which left people's eyes shining with delight. The final highlight was the latrine. Although no flush toilet had been created, Han people who knew how to use the Asian squat did not need such a gadget. The main advantage was that once connected to water pipes, flushing became extremely convenient.

Frederick on the opposite side of the mountain was only nineteen years old this year, yet he was already an outstanding general with over twenty campaigns under his belt.

Of course, there were also times when he would flirt with Tang Zhen, such as last year when he ran wildly all over the house with Tang Zhen's camisole perched on his head.

It felt as though a violent, overwhelming torrent of energy was blanketing down from the heavens. The heavenly-tier masters of all the realms of light were utterly shocked, hastily displaying their respective grand divine powers to shield their respective bright mystical realms.

A powerful spell swept across the ground. After all, Elisara's magical power could never rival Arkhan's, and the High Elves plummeted into the dust.

"Is this really Sister Wu Siyou, who wanted to kill Su Xing the very first time she laid eyes on him?" Shi Yuan asked in astonishment from within the star embryo.

With a flick of the Songwen Ancient Setting Sword, colorful radiance cascaded down like a waterfall, effortlessly subduing his ninety-nine Naihe Reincarnation Flying Swords. Furthermore, the two offensive magic treasures unleashed by Patriarch Changsheng simply could not pierce through the Phoenix Nesting Rosy-Cloud Garment. At this moment, Patriarch Changsheng was driven to absolute despair.

Outside the window lay a pitch-black expanse, save for the houses on the island, from whose windows gentle rays of light occasionally shone.

What the hell, isn't this running into a ghost! I clearly took away four rune stones last time, how did they appear out of thin air? Could it be that the four rune stones can regenerate? Right, what is the deal with the four rune stones in the talisman world?

Some primeval deities would rather hide precious divine artifacts for tens or hundreds of chaotic eras than immediately sell them off. Instead, they would wait until they became powerful enough to trade them, or simply use them for themselves.

"Ugh, you're way too casual! I'm not a casual person! I don't even know your name, I can't just do whatever!" said the Earth-Element Corpse, shaking its head.

Su Xing had originally thought that this Buddhist kingdom would merely be a place filled with temples and monks, lit up everywhere with lanterns, accompanied by the sounds of Buddha and the fragrance of incense. However, when he truly laid eyes on the most famous Buddhist kingdom in the Azure Dragon Realm, things were far from as simple as he had imagined.

On the noisy battlefield, a sudden, dead silence fell. A skeletal figure, as if cast from solid gold, radiated billions of rays of light. The dazzling golden brilliance was exceptionally eye-catching, resembling millions of stars converging together, bathing the entire battlefield in a layer of sacred radiance.

He rarely slept, and consequently, he rarely dreamed. What he did dream of was often the tragic state of the Maple Forest domain.

With that, Chen Langya left Milkin's room, because on the presidential suite floor one level higher, three gorgeous beauties were waiting for him.

Kan Sake gazed over with eyes full of expectation, the sparkling light in those eyes almost dazzling enough to blind someone. Bai Hua pinched the folding fan, and his mood instantly exploded.