Chapter 138: Her alcohol tolerance is truly that of a heroine among women.

Grandmother always liked to have a few drinks during festivals and holidays. Ever since they could remember, the grandchildren loved to rest their chins on the edge of the table, watching her drink with eager, yearning eyes.

When Grandmother was in high spirits, she would occasionally dip a chopstick into the liquor and let them have a taste.

The alcohol was fiery and pungent, making the children cough instantly.

Grandmother found this immensely amusing, and whenever this happened, she would smile with particular delight.

Among all the grandchildren, Lin Xiyu had the highest alcohol tolerance.

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Due to the efforts of the Chinese Volunteers, the Japanese offensive was forced to slow down, buying precious time for the retreat of the US-Philippine forces. This allowed MacArthur to organize the retreat leisurely and begin strengthening the fortifications on Corregidor Island.

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When Chen Xiaotang walked out of the specialty store, he saw A-duo and the others waving at him from a distance, looking quite sneaky and clearly afraid that someone might come chasing after them.

Watching Director Zhao tearing at his hair and scratching his cheeks in anxiety, Wang Zijin thought with lingering resentment: If you knew it would come to this, why act so recklessly in the first place? Serves you right! Now you know what fear feels like, what were you doing before? Power is a double-edged sword; when you stabbed others with that blade, why didn't you ever think that the hilt was pointing right back at you?

Even though Chu Tianshu had his own thoughts on the matter, the condolence speech still had to be written, and moreover, it had to be filled with pleasant and agreeable words.

Of course, the most fundamental pillar for Lü Bu was that he had always possessed the unwavering support—even adoration—of all the soldiers; this was the very foundation upon which he stood.

If this were a Human-grade astral artifact, Zhao Xuan wouldn't desire it all that much, but if it were an Earth-grade or even a Heaven-grade astral artifact, that would be entirely different. For Zhao Xuan at the present moment, it held an immense and irresistible attraction.

Take, for instance, a scenario where Country A is suddenly invaded by Country B, and Country A ultimately wins the war. Afterwards, Country A demands massive reparations before releasing Country B's prisoners of war and compensating for war losses. No matter how you look at it, everyone would consider this entirely natural and reasonable, and view Country A's demands as completely justified.

However, Cheng Yu was a native of Dong'a and enjoyed a lofty reputation there. At his call, all the able-bodied young men in the city went up to the city walls to defend it, and in an instant, the ramparts of Dong'a were fully manned by defending troops numbering in the tens of thousands.

Sighing softly, Chen Xiaotang closed his eyes as the airplane continued to roar, flying toward the mainland.

With a sprained ankle, she needed to win favor with Cao Ge, and the unexpected encounter with Chu Xiao undoubtedly compounded these factors, plunging Li Jing'er into a bout of melancholy and sentimentality during her solitude.

"Stupid demons, have you had your fill of attacking? Then go to your deaths!" Adrian's tone was icy and filled with utter disdain.

"You need not be so modest, young lady. Come, let the old man examine your injuries." Sun Simiao put down his medicine chest and looked at Shen Luoyan.

Upon hearing Fang Chen's words, how could the four swords fail to understand that Fang Chen would surely be visiting very rarely from now on?

What was said at that moment was merely meant to probe Su Ze, rather than to speak on behalf of Qing Qing and the others.

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji's expression turned ashen and ugly to the extreme. She had not expected that becoming embroiled in the tribulation would be like this—far more terrifying than she had imagined, as it forced her to kill others and seize their fortune.

The Mongol army went mad, but no matter how frantic they were, there was no way they could ride their warhorses up the city walls. They could only resort to a war of attrition, wearing the defenders down bit by bit. Meanwhile, the martial arts masters from both sides were also carrying out their respective actions.

Her physique was absolute perfection, and her facial features were supremely exquisite. Due to her cultivation, her skin and every other aspect belonged to the highest tier imaginable.

The golden-robed figure felt his heart palpitate with emotion, but in the end, he did not take that step forward. It wasn't that he didn't want to go, but rather that he didn't dare.

The process was so soul-stirring, so grand and magnificent, that on every planet and within every city, countless citizens were kneeling in prayer.

"I understand, Lord Adrian! Missionary Deckard Cain, thank you for your blessings as well. I will surely bring the Horadric Malus forging hammer back safely!" Kashya expressed her determination to Adrian and then left his room.