I dreamed of returning to ancient times, and I became a beast tamer

After Chen Shi's conversation, he returned to Lu Yuan and prepared to start the time travel.

Before traveling, Lu Yuan ate all possible edible elixirs in the fairyland to fill up his spirit and body.

Unfortunately, many objects in Wonderland don't follow him.

For example, the Ten Thousand Beasts Cauldron that he had been thinking about was firmly fixed on the ground.

Perhaps this is what Chen Shi meant by fate.

There are 10,000-year-old time particles in Lu Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness.

These days, he always came to her on the pretext that she had just arrived at the company and needed to fill in some documents.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon after they moved. The two ate a little meal in a nearby restaurant before dragging their tired bodies back to the room.

Realizing that Qiao Yu had no intention of replying to him, Ye Heiyun was not angry, but the smile on his face deepened.

Feng Shishi was still fearlessly rushing towards the muzzle of the gun. When Lu Yunchen heard the word "bastard", the anger on his face could no longer be suppressed.

Then, another string of data continuously invaded the dragon soul's mind, making it impossible for it to imagine that there was a poison in this world that could even bewitch the soul.

"I'm quite sorry. Actually, after hearing the news, I wanted to be the best man. Teacher Yu, let's get down to business. Why do you need copyright? Aren't you a host?" Lu Nian asked.

"Your Majesty, we have received news that they plan to attack our Tianlong Empire Palace early tomorrow morning!" The people below got the news from somewhere and reported it to his majesty.

For example, Jin Cheng and his friends, who had just finished a hundred-second long piston movement, were called by Lu Haoming to play cards. Because there was no light, Lu Haoming found a few candles from somewhere, and they played all night long, and in the end they couldn't even hold the cards steadily.

But there is no way, they can only stand there. Everyone understands the truth that a higher-ranking official can crush people. Moreover, young people all have hot tempers. It is not easy to get the position, so they must not fail at this juncture.

On the last day of 1997, Li Wei gave all the players a day off, and he himself, wearing a pair of big sunglasses, went shopping with Luo Wei and Xia Cuirong.

Although it is not like the maple leaves in the north that turn red overnight, the autumn in the south is also getting cooler with each layer of autumn rain. The autumn mood is getting deeper, the cicadas are getting less and less, the fallen leaves are getting more and more, and the lotus leaves are getting more and more withered; the fields, mountains, forests, palaces and gardens are full of autumn colors.

The next moment, the fifth sacrificial spirit gritted his teeth, followed Ji Hao's footsteps, and entered the restricted space of Canghai Immortal Palace.

The only task that still exists now, becoming the Prime Minister, may be an impossible task, but that doesn’t matter.

No matter what, Xia Ying's sadness was not fake, Chu Yun was sure of this. He was eating and drinking, and suddenly saw that Xia Ying had tears on her face. Chu Yun was still very caring for his maid, so he stood up and left the table to hand her a handkerchief.

Some people even climbed out of the second-floor window just to catch a glimpse of the Emperor Taiping's appearance and get a taste of his aura.

In fact, the real fear is not being killed directly, but the process of struggling before death.

Fuxi is now under attack from both inside and outside, which makes it very exhausting for him to deal with it. The only thing he can do now is to hold on until Cangjie arrives.

A fat man wearing a three-hole vest came out from the back hall. He had fancy tattoos on his arms, and with his smiling face, he really looked like Maitreya Buddha.

Everyone was attracted by the sound, which turned out to be coming from one of the wooden barrels. A soldier nearby opened the barrel.

"Ding..." Xia Mingfeng looked very weak and uttered a word slowly. The spiritual energy in the air began to gather, and even a yellowish gas emerged from the ground. Although it was very small, it gave people a very precious feeling.