(72) The Little Girl’s Birth Mother Is a Famous Star

Liu Yi originally wanted to tease the little cubs, but watching these carnivores munching on a big cabbage with such relish, she was utterly astonished. She shot a questioning glance at Little Phoenix.

She hoped the cubs wouldn’t get sick from the food.

Liang Zuan shook his head slightly.

In these times, apart from humans seeking refuge in the bases, any plant or animal that survived had basically evolved.

And for an animal to survive in a laboratory, especially a cub just a few months old, it was simply...

“I just hope at least half of them are still alive, otherwise, after this mission, I won’t even be able to muster three thousand soldiers,” Bao Xin thought to himself.

During the previous seven days, Wang Mu had traded twice more with Lin Xiaoxiao, with the same rules as before.

Liu Ming gave a cold snort, his face grim, murderous intent gathering tangibly on the Godslayer Spear. Instantly, a surge of black light erupted, and a shadow flashed through the air. The Demon Lord on the other side didn’t even have time to react before being obliterated, his soul destroyed, his body falling lifeless in an instant.

“City Lord Liu! I’ll have to trouble you next,” the demon god Kunpeng said with utmost seriousness, fixing his gaze on Liu Ming.

Guan Xiaojun sat in the hospital room, talking at length to Luo Shidao. He spoke while Luo Shidao listened. When he’d said all he wanted, Guan Xiaojun patted Luo Shidao lightly a few more times, said nothing further, and strode out of the ward.

Years later, Guan Xiaojun once saw a painting of wheat by an artist. The golden ears of wheat hung heavy, their heads drooping like rice plants to create a scene of bountiful harvest. It was utterly baffling, yet many people praised the painting loudly.

She suddenly jumped up without warning. “I drank too much last night. I’m still not sober. What happened just now wasn’t what I meant to do, I... I...” Even she didn’t know what she’d been thinking.

This is the New World game—if a player wants to open a new server, does the New World simply open one? Sorry, that’s not how the New World game operates.

Yet Tiechi dared to take full responsibility, which likely meant the prairie had its eyes on the demonic cultivators long ago. If they could capture them in one fell swoop, it would also give the Celestial Alliance a proper explanation.

Waving the blueprint for the Energy Source in his hand, Li Jian gave Nangong Xiong a provocative look, almost childishly.

But for now, catching up to the Demon Marshal’s flying dragons was clearly not going to be easy.

It turned out that these iron boxes were filled with highly refined opium. Once fully burned, it would release hallucinogenic gases, causing anyone exposed to become utterly lost.

Lin Feng shook his head at the sight. The Old Ancestor Feihu had lived for who knew how many millennia, yet had no dignity left—begging for mercy and lowering herself to the status of a servant, even calling herself a maid. No wonder Niuniu called her a wretch—she truly was, both in her actions and her words.

After leaving, the cultivators each took flight southwest, likely headed for Windstill Platform.

But the authorities, undeterred, still sent the fixed force of ten thousand high-furnace cavalry as the grain escort.

One must know, if the roads are open, people can move; if people can move, goods can circulate. Though it can’t solve the fundamental problem, at the very least, if goods and people can move, most people might survive this calamity.

When Ma Junwu saw dozens of people surround him, he found it amusing. Even the perfect coordination of the six great elders of the National Society couldn’t do anything to him, so he hardly regarded these people as a threat.

Wu Hui’s brow furrowed tighter with every word, and by the end, his fists were clenched, his face ashen.

“Haha! Better let Bao’er explain that herself!” Chu Fei smiled faintly, surprised that the successor of North Ma even knew about Bao’er, the superstar.

Although Chu Feng could exchange directly, each of the Nine Secrets required a million Destiny Points. That was simply too expensive.