Chapter 129: New Equipment and New Functions
"Come on, boys, the main task is to carry the things, and girls, the main task is to put them away. Go to Wu Yue to get gloves. You are not allowed to work without gloves."
"There are two different sizes of tables and chairs. Just make sure they are consistent for each class. There are no other rules."
"Move everything except the tables and chairs to the side utility room. Fan Junwei, we'll share this refrigerator."
The truck driver would not wait until everything was packed up. He would wait until the boys and girls put their things in the yard and then he would start to
But his parents and brother were far away in Qiongzhou, having done everything they could to keep him alive. If he were to reunite with his family one day, how would he explain this to them?
Xu Ritian slowly raised one hand, and powerful true energy condensed in his palm. He clenched his palm hard, and silk threads were formed, like strands of ice silk.
Han Ming has now opened his holy body and has initially possessed the violent and domineering power of a second-level war king. Blood, energy and divine light are rolling on his body like a torrent.
Today is a rare good day, windless and warm. The scenery in the garden is nice, perfect for a dinner party.
The troubles in Qingzhou have been resolved, and he himself has broken through to the Tongmai realm. There is not much point in Lvliu following him. It would be better for her to practice in seclusion in the Wu Mansion.
Yang Qianjun was speechless for a moment and secretly hated himself: Why did Your Majesty allow him to harm Lian Baitang?
During the break, the new recruits exchanged their experiences in low voices in groups of three or four, and the unfamiliar feeling gradually disappeared during the verbal exchanges.
When the last sound faded away, a shining golden light quietly appeared in the sky. The light was bright and dazzling, and the gradually opening light source looked like a huge golden star hanging high in the sky.
Although the whirlpool just now didn't threaten its life, the wind was too strong and it might mess up its fur, okay?
Donghua Yufan glanced indifferently at the ghost cultivators who were getting closer and closer, turned around without any reluctance, and made a move with one hand.
“Grandpa…”
It was a very soft call, and those two short words were like blood stuck in her throat, which she couldn't spit out or swallow, stinging her so much that she felt uncomfortable.
"Who would brew this kind of wine? Ordinary people cannot drink it because it is rich in Yin energy. So why do they brew this kind of wine?" I asked.
In a flash, I remembered that Yan Zhi was in the corner of the supermarket, leading people to beat Dalong and trying to snatch his money.
Yes, I understand. Fan Dalong has caused such a big mess that no one will let him go. The only way is to find someone who can control him.
"Dapeng, hit his beast soul root between his eyebrows." I shouted to Dapeng. I saw the black panther's body shook, and he looked at me in surprise with fear on his face. The black panther's reaction confirmed that what I said was right.
The housekeeper and other servants also looked on worriedly. They didn't say anything, but the emotions in their eyes were clearly expressed.
"Puff!" Dian Feng had a blank expression on his face, but his heart was filled with blood. This was the most straightforward reason he had ever heard.
Fortunately, the station is far away from the city, so our donkey cart did not affect the movement of other vehicles. But even so, a traffic policeman came over before we had been walking for long.
While Dian Feng was still daydreaming, Yang Meng frowned and put the Blade of Blade back into his storage ring. Luo Que nodded proudly, and seeing Yang Meng's depressed look, he felt a little proud in his heart.
"Okay." Tong Xue was stunned. As she walked out the door, she was thinking that the new president's aura was really strong, and seemed to be comparable to Wei Chao's mother. However, he didn't seem to have as bad a temper as the legend said.
Qianyi is unhappy, and no matter how lively the surroundings are, she can't fit in. It's better to leave some space for her to be quiet.
"Shut up, isn't this all your fault? Go to hell, go to hell!" Chu Cheng looked at her with bloodshot eyes and wanted to strangle her.
There is no need to be afraid of the heat. People are adaptable. After three or four months of high temperatures, we have become accustomed to working in the heat every day.
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