Chapter 229: Clever Treasure Girls and the X-Men, Apocalypse Year

When one settles down to do something, raising a child, time always passes quickly.

Unnoticed, in the blink of an eye, a year has passed; now it is the summer of May 1981.

Ke La Ke closed his eyes and slept peacefully; Su Qing stopped patting his back, looked at his peaceful sleeping face, felt the whole world quiet down, suddenly dazed, realizing that three hundred and sixty-five days had already passed.

Undeniably, Su Qing.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the hall, whether feeling sorrowful, helpless, or angry, almost burst out laughing for a moment. Those who have seen sharp tongues, never seen such a sharp tongue; just these few sentences, if spoken by an ordinary person, would likely make them vomit blood from anger and die instantly.

A few days later, the TV drama's opening ceremony began. All the main actors gathered; the opening ceremony took place in the ancient city of the Horizontal Shop.

Who would have thought she hadn't even taken a step when Bei Mingyuan suddenly grabbed her wrist. His motion was gentle; she felt no pain, yet it was very firm; she struggled twice but couldn't break free.

As long as they closely follow Shen Feng, they may someday have an extremely brilliant future.

When the demon elder moved, his huge hand that covered the sky quickly enveloped the area where Zou Dui was; the demon elder was about to seize Zou Dui in one move when suddenly a black streak of light shot into his palm.

Feng Rui first looked around, seeing no one paying attention here, then activated the mechanism according to the method recorded in the Duke Lu's Secret Record.

The voice said, "That's right, you will replace me as the new ruler……farewell……" The voice gradually faded and finally disappeared.

The Qian Ya Zhong stared uncertainly at Wei Fan; Ruan Jiu Bao, although the weakest in the team, was still an official player, yet couldn't defeat this guy.

Feng Rui lightly waved his hand, and the Southern Bright Departure Fire turned into a great net, instantly trapping that cluster of azure flames.

Finally, when Lin Yang sang, his voice choked up: "You left me, my world no longer exists." Having never experienced parting in life and death, I never imagined those plain days were so wonderful. I truly wish to hold your hand and grow old together, but we must still part; let us be couples in our next life.

This is the most reliable method, just as Qi Tian's strength had mysteriously improved before, like "deceiving the heavens to cross the sea".

"Actually, Yu Zhibo Ban just wanted to use our hands to destroy the Whirlpool Country. Not only was our Hidden Cloud Village deceived; the same goes for other ninja villages." Yang Yongxin, Way of Buried Love.

Upon arriving in the Middle World, in fact the purpose of Zhao Yuan's expedition into the Spirit World has largely been completed; afterwards, at most it's just casually looking around here to gather some material for future Spirit World scripts.

"It's fine, that's my maternal grandparents' home." Yan Haotian answered in a muffled voice; Fang Yu could feel that at this moment he harbored a deep resentment toward the Meng Clan, wishing they would improve but feeling helpless.

"You still have a broken bone, right? Do you need a wooden stick? I'll go find one for you; just wait a moment, you can sit, I'll come back soon to help you tear your clothes into strips." Having said that, he rushed out.

"Um… can you loosen your grip? Actually, that's not quite right." Shen Qingchi said while raising his hand slightly, indicating that Mo Yuan Shen should release his own hand.

Generally speaking, when the Buddhist assembly convenes, we start with simple questions so everyone can discuss and solve them together.

What should have been a splendid time for spring planting, the Wind Country suddenly declared war on the world and, like a mad dog, sent ninjas to invade other countries.

Riding his own three-wheeled motorcycle, weaving through the alleys of Lama San Road, after several tens of minutes, the scenery on both sides of the three-wheeled vehicle in the night gradually changed from bustling streets to a wooded suburb, then after turning a few bends on the road, Terra stopped his three-wheeled motorcycle; he had arrived at his residence.