HLnovel Chapter 132 Points Exceed 10,000! Who can stand watching this from behind a screen all the time?
Chapter 132 Points Exceed 10,000! Who can stand watching this from behind a screen all the time?
The villa area is naturally different from the previous Sunshine Community; it's more open and has more outdoor spaces. Even in the apocalypse, Lin Yuan doesn't want to stay hidden inside a concrete box forever.
In that case, the first thing to consider is safety.
Upon arriving at the villa area, the first thing to do is to reinforce the defenses around the villas, making them at least more robust than the previous caravan, so that they can withstand a horde of tens of thousands of zombies.
This is the minimum requirement!
Secondly, in terms of livelihood, since there is land, some fruits and vegetables can be grown, and even...
Xueyu's body tensed suddenly, and almost instinctively he wanted to reach out and lean against the rock beside him. Halfway there, he suddenly remembered that this was a game, and the method of distinguishing the location of a sound source based on the different speeds of sound in matter and air might not work in reality.
The moment the Soul Release True Spirit Greatsword collided with the Soul Orb, a deep, muffled sound immediately resounded.
"Um... Qianxia, come back tomorrow. Your dad and aunt will prepare dinner and wait for you to come home." Lin Zhihai's voice carried a hint of pleading.
Yuanshan He slammed his hand on the table and said, "Good! The clan leader is indeed wise. Since that's the case, I won't say any more. Ten days from now, our Yuanshan clan will come to fetch the bride." Without waiting for Lishui's reply, he stood up and said, "Farewell!" and left with his entourage.
Before leaving, he turned back to Xiong Lie and said, "Clan Chief Xiong Lie, you can rest and recuperate in peace. If there is any danger, report it immediately, and our Yuanshan Clan will protect you." After saying this, he left quickly. Although he spoke to Xiong Lie, he spoke loudly, as if he were telling the rest of the Shanxiong Clan the name of their new clan chief.
However, in the end, he was still his own "son," Qingming, who was only punishing his foolish son for coming to "test" his sins.
Actually, the reason he asked the question was not because he was afraid of Mu Futian, but to buy time.
He then seemed to regain a little consciousness, and his throat began to move slowly as he swallowed the holy water in his mouth.
Along the way, they encountered many spirit beasts, but most of them were killed by Mu Futian.
"You two, stop moving! He just went in and hasn't come out yet. If you keep moving me like this... I can't take it anymore!" Lin Yuyan hugged Chen Feng tightly, her face full of shyness.
"Will Li Tian reappear at the front of the convoy?" Boss Ling's third question was a bit much, but not excessive, because it was something she should normally be concerned about.
"As expected of an eighth-grade Tranquilizing Flower, it has finally fully comprehended the third level of the meaning of destruction!" Lu Chengfeng grinned, very satisfied with the result.
Mo Yang had no way to answer them. At that moment, he felt as if there were several high-powered speakers around him, playing countless noises in his ears.
His scarlet eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty light. Lei Hai and the other two were quite frightened by Lu Chengfeng's aura. They felt a chill run down their spines and were somewhat terrified.
Under these circumstances, Li Lin actually came over and cursed him like that. Is there no justice in this world?
As soon as it was light, Mo Junli carried his son out of Jiulian, then left the room and headed down to the hall.
So Mo Yang turned around without making a sound and looked up at the upper deck. There stood a figure, the sunlight directly overhead, the face blurry so that Mo Yang couldn't see it clearly, but there was a strange sense of familiarity about it.
Li Nianzhang was panting heavily. He had a wound on his chest that ran from his shoulder to his waist. He had left the sniper rifle on the ground like a cane, and there was a dent in the barrel of the rifle.
As expected, under Ye Xing's provocation, the High Priest of Mengling took a deep breath, and his originally anxious and hesitant eyes suddenly became extremely serious. He then shouted in a low voice.
Looking around, he remembered the previous instructions were for everything to be perfect, so the staff had meticulously decorated everything, creating a very romantic and cozy atmosphere, perfect for a confession or a date. This wasn't the effect Lin Zheng wanted, but who was he? He was thick-skinned and didn't care about any of that. As long as she was happy, that was all that mattered.