490: Chapter 490 This is the prestige of the Great Xia Divine Mosquito!

Salutations, Divine Mosquito of Daxia!

These eight words, like eight claps of heavenly thunder, boomed over the Meridian Gate, throughout the entire capital, and in the hearts of everyone across Daxia watching the live broadcast!

Four theater commanders.

Luo Zhan, Li Zhantian, Tie Mulan, Man Gu.

Which of these four wasn't an iron-blooded figure who could make a region tremble just by stomping their feet?

They represented the peak combat power of the Daxia military and were the guardians of this country's peace—

Wang Shouhu couldn't even understand the words he had just spoken; he didn't even know how they had come out of his mouth.

Of course, Jiang Yao's initiative to win over Celestial Master Zhang of the Zhengyi Sect and recommend the 62nd-generation Celestial Master as the first chairman was also a way of returning a favor.

Without Liu Chang, Wang Li would have found it very difficult to secure these orders. So even though Liu Chang didn't manage the advertising company much, his influence remained.

One-star difficulty: A good trainer needs to check on their Pokemon at all times. Release all your Pokemon and carefully check their status.

"I heard you've started drinking. Don't do it anymore." Su Siniang looked at Li Tianyu with a hint of pity. She wasn't pitying the man, but herself, who was so similar to him.

Direct ahead was a fairly large hall, even more spacious than a typical main hall. Its three doors were all wide open, revealing many large round tables arranged like a restaurant. At a glance, there were at least fifty tables, capable of accommodating hundreds of diners at once.

Ding Yifan questioned her meticulously, and under his guidance, Chi Yue essentially re-examined the entire sequence of events.

One of the hunters had just finished an orange soda, while the other two were his former coworkers who hadn't tasted soda yet.

The Emperor changed his own title while he was still alive?! One must know that the Great Zhou was unlike previous dynasties; once an era name was set, it remained unchanged—this had been the case for generations.

Who knows how many people, like the old village chief, had barely managed to join the Southern Spirit Academy as outer disciples, only to be sent back after decades of hard work because they failed to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

A slight smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of Lin Dong's mouth. What else could it be? A novice quest!! This was the best path currently available.

Previously, fearing that they would lose everyone from Ba'e, they had deliberately slowed down and even proactively given up opportunities on obviously unprofitable deals. Why the sudden, drastic change in style?

Marriage needs to be nurtured, and naturally, a budding relationship does too. I can tell from your attitude just now that you don't completely lack feelings for me.

Of course, Lin Dong wouldn't say words like "even more so" lightly. Zhang Xiaoru was already a Gold-rank disciple; Lin Dong couldn't even imagine an existence with better talent than him.

A flash of fervor appeared in Mo Zhiyao's eyes. Although he had become the Plane Lord, this plane still required his careful nurturing before he could fully control it.

Although the logistics mecha's current exclusive equipment was quite good and had rarely failed—except for that time it was instantly destroyed by the assassin organization because it wasn't prepared.

The man, who was a full head shorter than Wanyan Lie, kicked down the deformed cage door and walked straight inside, stepping right over it.

Just a second after King Ashoka and the other five Great Vehicle cultivators near the tomb entrance vanished, three unfamiliar figures suddenly appeared out of thin air at the entrance and rushed straight inside.

Whenever she went out, Gu Chenghui's old habit had almost become a routine. Since there were few people traveling with her anyway and Gu Chengwan was sitting opposite her, she didn't care much. She nonchalantly had Banxia lift the curtain halfway, leaned back against her seat, and leisurely enjoyed the scenery along the way.

He tried his best not to look at Tang Luo, fearing he wouldn't be able to stop himself from smashing the red wine directly onto him.