Author: Oilinstor

In the passage outside the door, those who saw through the gaps between houses the plane landing in the courtyard of a farmhouse next door were somewhat startled, stretching their necks and standing on their tiptoes. “How could this be?“ Their hearts thumped as they tried to confirm if it was real. Such a blatant…

A small black taxi with a collapsible rear roof stopped across the street in the smoke. Two ladies in performance costumes, moving with some difficulty, slowly got out of the car. “Wow, perfect. ” Wang Zhi said. “Let’s take this car to the Museum of Dramatic Arts. “ A soldier nearby immediately remarked, “If there…

In the crowded corridor, there was nothing but dead silence. The Grand President slowly moved his neck, looking out at the numerous gazes fixed on him, and spoke with an affable and graceful demeanor: “I didn’t expect so many people to come and welcome me. Esteemed friends of the Mist State. “ “Uh… this… “…

A man hurriedly walked into the room that had just been opened, furnished with brown sugar milk tea and a hot water pot for rest. The gentleman inside quietly removed his coat, sat down on the sofa with aflump, and watched the man in his thirties, dressed in a brown long-sleeved coat, enter. “Sir, Mr.…

While the demon train is meeting the little reporters, over there. Xu Aiyuan, the mistress of Rose Stream, has greeted her guests as well. In front of the stone hall, the crowd gathered around, gazing at this former villager who had been chosen by the Lost Illusion Company. A few delicate female figures stood in…

Amidst the scorching air, from within a building resembling a massive Setha, sounds of bustling noise echoed out. “Since the end of last year, after the Butterfly Xu Clan ambushed several groups outside Hongji Town, we haven’t seen anyone daring to go to that place in a long time.“ “These three women who showed up…

Yang Zicang had not anticipated that matters related to the Five Elements would also be an Ancient Gold-grade message. The young man walking out of the dim, arched stone corridor with its broken ceiling lights strode forward while pondering. Now, he had fully grasped five pieces of information about this alien terrestrial civilization at the…

On the side of the dark, dull-colored plane, Ang Pailisi listened to Yang Zicang’s brief description. The colonel’s gaze grew deep and solemn. _”Mr. President, what you mean is, because someone mentioned that when the Angel of Life forged the Ring of Wealth and became the Angel of Wealth, it would be best to purify…

The figure quickly drew near. Just as Ang Pailisi opened the transparent canopy above his head, he saw the figure—whom he had only seen in various data and files—waving at him from a distance. “What’s going on? ” the pilot asked uneasily. “I feel like something’s off, Mr. Brown Lion. Shouldn’t we have landed more…

The first floor of the Frei Reise Inn had rarely been this lively before. Among the few people standing on the stairs, a man in his thirties with black hair tinged with a light brown shade stood beside several team members who were carrying in the “Tivi machine. ” He listened to their low-voiced discussion…