Sharpening the Knives Eagerly

Now, with the addition of the white jade space, she could store even more items.
The space was divided into two sections centered around a thatched cottage. Outside the purple bamboo fence, items could be stored, but time did not stand still; inside the fence, however, time was frozen, and a cup of hot water placed there remained unchanged to this day.
To get back to the point, seeing so much meat, Jiang Ruo eagerly sharpened her knives.
There were indeed many people selling meat, with seven or eight surrounding the stall, but very few were actually buying in large quantities. The most anyone bought was one or two catties, and most of them were just—
After putting the money away, the soldier muttered a few perfunctory words to Han Yan, ignored him further, and turned his attention to the person behind him.
However, compared to Barbara Yung and Maggie Cheung, the two newly acquainted good sisters performing on the same stage as seen in the movies, Vivian Chow did indeed feel a bit inferior.
Taking the two sniper rifles and placing them on the ground, Zhou Jiping hesitated for a moment before picking up the M21. For an amateur sniper like him, there was practically no discernible difference in accuracy between the M21 and the M24. That being the case, why not choose the one with slightly heavier firepower?
"What... what is going on here?" Fei Liyang, standing nearby, opened his mouth wide enough to fit a goose egg, murmuring in sheer disbelief.
Though these senior executives were strangers to the general public, Zhang Chen recognized all of them, having dealt with each one in the past.
With that, he consumed a bottle of healing potion, leaped out of the protective perimeter of the Twelve Nether Fiends, and began to clash fiercely with Wangliang—Duan.
"Once we find this esper, wouldn't it be possible to determine whether the Hand of God is in Tianhai City?" Chen Jun asked again.
Seeing the current situation, it suddenly dawned on us that the terrain and geology here were far from ideal, and this cave was nowhere near as sturdy as we had imagined. If we were to unleash another wave of skill storms, I estimated the entire Phoenix Nest would collapse in an instant.
One must know that the martial artists gathered around Lake Esi came from all over Southeast Asia, with quite a few from China as well, including sorcerers, spellcasters, and cultivators.
However, some of those people had long since left the industry, while others were still lingering on the fringes of fame.
The Zhou family had borrowed space from all their immediate neighbors, setting up a dozen or so tables. Their extended family had arrived, and villagers who had offered gifts were all in attendance.
As for the likes of Li Chenfeng and Xie Weizhi, they remained untouched by these anomalies, continuing along the paths that rightfully belonged to them in the script.
As far as the eye could see, every corner of the stone platform was scarred and battered; various gouges, dao marks, and energetic wear and tear were everywhere. A thin layer of blood mist seemed to linger in the air, enough to make one's scalp tingle at the sight.
With just this single motion, the Breaking Dawn Sword in Liang Chen's hand swept downward, carrying the force of a thousand jun, and fiercely pierced into Fang Kui's collarbone.
"Uh, I've never seen them wear those before. Today is the first time," Bai Daxing said with a very puzzled expression.
Because Madam Zhang had to lead the way and was in such high spirits, Liu Xing'er tried several times to persuade her to ride the flatbed cart, but she stubbornly refused, insisting on walking at the front alongside Su Zhengdi.
After all, the original owner's family were hunters. Aside from looking fierce, their lives weren't particularly auspicious either. Perhaps because they had accumulated too much bloodshed, their offspring were few, and family members rarely lived to old age.
It was just that the three brothers lacked such dexterous hands. After dividing the family property and separating households, they each farmed a plot of land in Dayu Village and raised some chickens, ducks, and geese, barely managing to scrape by.
Xie Xuan spoke a great deal of passionate and stirring words, yet not half a sentence of it was true. Zhao Jianzhong and his party opposite him nodded continuously, putting on an expression of complete trust. As for how much they actually believed in their hearts, only the heavens knew.
Hearing his wife's words, Chu Dashan immediately realized that she must be planning to celebrate his birthday as well.
"A family heirloom?" Zhang Weiyan's eyes lit up, and he thought to himself: It must be that underground detector mentioned in Master Wei's letter. Heh heh, Ma Xiaofang, as long as you take it out, I will definitely find a way to get my hands on it.