Volume 1 Chapter 36 Cleaned Out

Liu Feng sneered. Stepping back slightly, he looked at the clerk behind the counter, who stood looking down at him with a smug expression.

Liu Feng had already figured it out; this was a common trick used by the pawnshop to prevent the redemption of items. Otherwise, how could a basin of water be here so coincidentally? If anyone questioned it, they would simply claim the basin was for washing hands. If you asked why the pawn ticket had fallen into the water, they would loudly insist it was blown in by the wind, not done on purpose.

Liu Feng wasn't falling for it.

"One last time," he said coldly. "Calculate the amount. I’ll pay the silver, you hand over the deed. It’s better for both of us."

The clerk snorted with laughter, his gaze full of disdain. "Liu Feng, you don't..."

She remembered the first time she saw him, returning to Oriole Garden and speaking of the Crown Prince—a figure who was called the "Asura" and the "God of Slaughter" even in the army. She couldn't remember if it was Qinghuan or Qingxian who corrected her, saying he was the "Jade-Faced Asura." She could remember every word used to describe His Highness that night.

With each occurrence, the system’s mosquitoes quietly multiplied, and he had recently subdued many new wild mosquitoes as well. One thing led to another, and soon there were so many.

Su Jing was too curious about this question; even if she were to die, she needed to know the answer beforehand to pass away in peace.

She spoke, opening her mouth. From beneath her breathtakingly beautiful face came a voice so raspy it made one’s skin crawl.

Chang'e spat indignantly at these words, rolling her beautiful eyes at Houtu as a seductive blush rose to her pretty face.

By the time she truly regained consciousness, two days had passed. When she opened her eyes, she was met with the same oppressive darkness. She tried to sit up, but as her wrist moved, she realized she was tethered; a needle was taped to the back of her right hand. She didn't know how long she had been receiving fluids, and her entire arm felt cold and numb.

The situation before them was all too clear. Chang'an had only one legendary hero and fewer than fifty thousand soldiers. Facing Noxus’s army of three hundred thousand, backed by at least six legendary powerhouses, there was simply no hope to be found.

In the final days of Ye Li's summer vacation, Mo Shaodong returned to the United States. Before leaving, he asked Ye Li to meet him.

Through the healing arrays of Senior Sisters Ye and Han, his overexerted body had been restored to a perfect state.

Blocking the mouths of the people is more dangerous than damming a river; the accusations of the masses can melt gold... The Zhou Emperor had understood these truths long before he ascended the throne.

Dense bolts of lightning danced across Qi Tian-shou’s body, as if forming armor woven from electricity.

This took Lian Yuncheng by surprise; he thought Xiaofeng knew about the events of the other night. Because he did not want to tell Xiaofeng about his capture of Yu Nian just yet, he watched her anxiously.

Was this the result of his cultivation? Lu Tianyu looked at his own hands in disbelief. He could easily handle ordinary people without even using magic. Moreover, as he knocked down those two thugs just now, he had felt a sense of pleasure—something he had never experienced before.

The peaks on her chest rose in an exaggerated manner, like two towering mountains, filled with earth-shattering allure.

Now, Hu Mei had actually reached the Imperial Grade. Although it was only the early stage of the Imperial Grade, it was an unbelievable transformation.

They shivered uncontrollably, and it was precisely that shivering that allowed their bodies to return to their original state.

With a loud bang, Ling raised his head and slammed it into Feng Lin’s. The force nearly stunned Feng Lin, and he was only saved by his protective spiritual energy.

He hung in mid-air, watching his master nervously. Seeing the fire sword less than two zhang away from his master, he wondered how he would respond.

The merit of edification was one way to obtain virtue, and at the same time, a path to proving the Dao. A Saint of Virtue—perhaps they were the most numerous among the saints.

Seeing this, the Heavenly Soldier Flying Sword turned his head and smirked at the Sword Hero. The Sword Hero couldn't help but twitch his mouth at the sight.

Now that they had arrived at the new Anton raid mode, a single dungeon held four five-man teams. There was definitely team voice chat; if there wasn't, it would feel like the ancient battlefield secret realm was intentionally increasing the difficulty.

The old swordsman's expression was somewhat blurred, a result of the vast distance between them. Shortly after, he calmly put his hands behind his back.

During the days Shen Mengting was away, Zhao Yu and Jiang Jingwen waited at the camp gate. They didn't want anything to happen to her. As a result, they waited for several days, but there was no news from the rear.

The fuse hissed as it burned toward the explosives, and we ran toward the other hidden chamber without hesitation.

I frowned, watching Boss Ye carefully, curious about what he was planning next. The next second, I saw a black shadow crawl out of the hole.

The group bowed toward the outside of the palace for several minutes, yet they didn't feel tired at all. They did it from the heart, simply to express their remembrance for their fallen brothers.

Watching his old friend, known for decades for his toughness, display such exhaustion, the King felt nothing but bitterness.

The Yin-Yang Mirror spun rapidly in the air before suddenly stopping, its Yin side facing the Buddha statue.

Upon returning to the country, Zhou Jingming immediately sought out Wang Yuanchao. The development of the new engine would certainly be handled by the Qiming Engine Factory. Since a cooperation agreement had been reached with Mazda, the next step was to arrange the specific implementation steps.

Chu Jing thought of the news that had come from the court not long ago: there was a severe drought in the Northwest this year. Crops had failed entirely, and starving people were everywhere. The court had sent disaster relief grain, but there were too many victims, and the grain was merely a drop in the bucket, offering little help.

After listening, Zhao Yang glanced at Wang Dongcheng, recalling how Zhou Yi had fought him for prices the day before. He was a bit angry, but there was really no way to blame him for such things—you couldn't exactly stop him from entering or leaving the market, could you?

To provide enough test papers for the vast number of candidates, a large amount of paper was needed, as well as the printing of the exam questions.

Everyone watched Lin Feng in mid-air with confusion, especially the members of the immortal nation. To many of them, Lin Feng’s cultivation was merely that of a Chaotic God. Yet, in less than a hundred thousand years, Lin Feng had unexpectedly improved by several major realms, becoming a Chaotic God like them.

A voice filled with suppressed anger came from outside the door, followed by two people pushing their way in. Rita stood up, but before she could greet them, she saw Ronald stride up to Morse.

"What... what are you doing again!?" Seeing Dana suddenly walk directly beneath her, Deloris panicked.

Lin Feng smiled coldly. "Lin Feng, the traitor, has chosen the right path. You killed many of my magically talented people in the Devil Tower, and now you steal the invincible property of the Devil. Crime is crime. How could the inheritance of the invincible Devil fall into the hands of a boy like you?"