140: Chapter 140 The Empress Also Has a Healer Function?

Who on earth would be willing to pay such an astronomical price to buy her life?

Since her rebirth, although she had offended quite a few people, they were all minor characters who couldn't stand on the stage; for example, that Leng Yan from the Jingzhe Guild—even if she went bankrupt, she absolutely could not afford this amount of money.

It couldn't possibly be... those cult organizations, could it?

Gu Yuexi's expression turned slightly grave.

It seemed that only those lunatics would hate and... without any reason and regardless of the cost.

Who could it be?

Who on earth would be willing to pay such an astronomical price to buy her life?

Since her rebirth, although she had offended quite a few people, they were all minor characters who couldn't stand on the stage; for example, that Leng Yan from the Jingzhe Guild—even if she went bankrupt, she absolutely could not afford this amount of money.

Who on earth could it be?

It couldn't possibly be... those cult organizations, could it?

Gu Yuexi's expression turned slightly grave.

It seemed only those lunatics...

Upon hearing this, Qingling nodded. Although she had a slight chance of breaking through by force, she would not have much strength left if she did so; therefore, Qingling needed Kanna's help.

Nikola Tesla was already very satisfied with this result. Although Li Mu was clear about Nikola Tesla's value, it was obvious that even Nikola Tesla himself did not realize it yet, so for Li Mu's support, Nikola Tesla truly felt a sense of "dying for one who appreciates him."

"Are you stupid? To avoid me, aren't you afraid of getting another concussion?" A mocking smile played on the corners of his lips, and his arm holding her tightened, showing no intention of letting her go.

Because the Demon Realm gathered numerous churches of the evil faction, the population of the Demon Realm was not any less than the population of the Holy City, the headquarters of the Church of Light and Justice.

Li Mu just smiled and didn't take this matter to heart. Even if James Garfield were successfully elected, Li Mu would not rush to fawn over him, and the necessary intensity would not be reduced in the slightest.

Yun Lanyue reflexively dodged backward. In her nervousness, she didn't see clearly how the blade grazed past her fingertips, nor did she see when Yun Qixi's other hand had brought over the bowl of water.

The Sage Kunpeng's expression changed, and he was about to argue. Wasn't the Sage Minghe's remark directly pointing at the Demon Clan, saying that the Demon Clan had enjoyed too much great luck, and that the various tribes of the Demon Clan were distributed throughout the Primordial World, provoking karma?

Similar words filled the entire square. To achieve the best effect, the Junma Group had unified and compiled a fixed script; as long as one heard the first sentence, they would absolutely fall into the subsequent language trap.

Wen Wan had never expected Leng Yifeng to suddenly appear here; a flash of surprise and joy crossed her still-charming face.

"Do you think they don't know now? The people here are much better informed than you expect." Li Mu didn't think this was a problem; those qualified to attend mass at the Trinity Church were at least millionaires, and they always had their own sources of information.

She had seen how handsome Shen Xiaoran looked in white clothes, so he could really have a white sweater.

The flames of the Holy Fire transformed from Ye Xuan's original spirit in the Niwan point between his eyebrows rose by several millimeters at this moment. He sighed, walked to Feng Bohou, who had completely given up resistance, extended his right hand to press on his crown, and was about to exhale his internal energy to kill him.

Driven by various factors, the Central Plains martial arts world took the opportunity to raise the slogan of "Crusading against the Ming Cult to remove the Ming Venerable Envoy Ye Xuan and annex the Persian and Western Regions' martial arts worlds." Countless Central Plains martial artists flocked toward the Shaolin Temple, which held the reins of the Central Plains martial arts world, hoping to get a piece of the leftovers that would be enough to make a fortune after the future siege of Bright Peak.

Therefore, such a long entanglement where the momentum was evenly matched was extremely unfavorable for her to complete the task she had risked exposing her identity to finish.

With this act of handing over the water, two white rabbits holding red dates were half-hidden and half-revealed before my eyes.

"Remembering is too much trouble, let's just do it in the club..." Han Luoyue pushed her chair back and stood up expressionlessly, both hands pressing on the buttons of her jeans.

The Cuixia Seal burst forth with divine light. As the core of the Cuilan Shengxia Formation, countless Daoist runes and seals rose within the Cuixia Temple, transforming into Cuixia energy that linked the divine senses of everyone in the great hall, except for Daoist Yunlin and An Ziqing, together.