Chapter 149: Reunion, Time in the Underground Fairyland and Eternal Castle

British Empire, London.

May summer day, morning.

White clouds drift leisurely in the sky; on the ground, grass and trees are vibrant with spring green, full of life.

On the lawn of the suburban manor, Su Qing slowly descended from the sky.

"Su!" a female voice, trembling with delight, came from behind in the distance.

Turning back, I saw a young woman in a white dress with a fresh appearance, standing at the entrance of the rose garden, a basket slung over her arm.

Three days ago, Su Yuyang tampered with Ling Miao's computer, causing Ling Miao's unsaved manuscript to be lost. Today the manuscript mysteriously disappeared, so Su Yuyang is naturally the prime suspect.

Today is a rare clear sky, with a hint of chill in the air, so there aren't many people outside. Su Yuyang and Ling Miao sat down in a pavilion; Ling Miao's hand was still held by Su Yuyang, and her face still turned away from him.

Not only Flo Lang, but all the French guys firmly shook their heads, angrily glaring at Ye Tian, refusing to accept his choice.

After examining the white elf's exterior, Ye Tian activated X-ray vision and began to inspect its internal condition.

"He hasn't been here these two days." Because he's engaged, worried that Grandma will cause a fuss, he had Aunt Yang take her to the countryside for a few days to relax.

"Then what?" Qin Fangbai leaned one hand against the wall, sideways facing her, his voice low and icy; she couldn't see his expression.

After chatting a while, he ended his call with Tony; Wang Kai didn't contact anyone else, but had Natasha continue monitoring the situation to see what the United Nations would do next.

Immediately someone shouted, the sight was unbelievable; the power of the double pupil was too strange and strong, directly repairing the wounded body.

Today's Su Yingmei, in Yang Hua's eyes, looked even more beautiful. Perhaps it's due to confidence, or perhaps because she came here to work, Su Yingmei deliberately dressed up! She actually looks fresher and cleaner than on the blind date day.

The locust tree spirit held its breath; Xia Yang and Yan Chixia were even more pleased. Anyway, whoever comes to this Lanruo Temple, they drive them away one by one; the tree spirit naturally cannot do evil.

"Luo Shi's biological father. To many people, he is like a god?" Li Chong said.

Liang Shan grabbed Qian Guangtong by the collar, yanking him forward, snatched the steel pipe from his hand, weighed it in his hand, and spoke coldly.

"There are plenty of good actors domestically, but on the international stage they have no weight at all. I hope you all work hard to become great actors, opening a new path for domestic actors." Zhang Yimou said earnestly.

It's the same talent level again; if the earlier could be considered an extremely low-probability accident, this time it's clearly not an accident—there must be some reason causing the magic circle detection to fail.

The wheelchair's appearance is antiquated; more importantly, this wheelchair is fundamentally a super powerful combat magical treasure.

Upon hearing that, the bishop's face changed instantly, because from the sacrificial words the bishop drew a conclusion: someone is disrupting the financial order.

Li Yunrou's face flushed red as she glared at him several times, then twisted and pinched him, almost biting him, yet he showed no reaction at all.

A big-bearded white foreigner was startled by Lin Ye, quickly stepped back a few paces, warily questioned Lin Ye; the energy inside him began to build, ready to deliver a lethal blow to Lin Ye at any moment.

After Chen Lan and the others left, Leng Qianqian's eyes lit up as she stared at Liang Shan, speaking excitedly. Leng Xinya, although she said nothing, looked at Liang Shan with eyes full of gratitude.

Tan Luo was shocked, immediately withdrew the regenerative pupil from her divine sense, relying only on her eyes to gaze into the distance; as expected, that bewitching red lotus vanished into thin air.

Su Chu gave a slight smile; this was never really a plan, but rather a spur-of-the-moment decision of his, the key being to 'overwhelm with momentum'.