Chapter 222: It

Over a hundred paper men rushed toward the Qin Resentful Woman without reservation, surrounding her in the center without leaving a single gap.

Roars kept coming from under the red bridal veil, and she kept launching evil-spirit attacks with her hands, forcing back the body-cultivator paper men who approached.

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Lin, absolutely don't let her go!"

Ye Junliang's loud shout came from above.

Lin Mo below did not respond; he merely continued to form hand seals with both hands, as if focused on controlling the paper figures.

Ye Junliang also...

Originally thought that after these few weeks, although it wouldn't be as miserable as them, at least it wouldn't be as bright and beautiful as before.

But when the person who angered him was Qiao Chu, he could only sneer while swallowing his anger.

On the other side, Zhang Liang had already firmly gained the upper hand. Seeing him use the Unloading Technique from the Hundred Styles of Folding Flowers to unload Li Mi's strength, the beauty fan in his hand flipped and struck Li Mi's chest.

He said while pinching Ye Qingcheng's pretty face: "It seems you've also forgotten my background. I am not the son of the former Emperor, but the son of Prince Yu."

The floating water droplets suddenly disappeared into the air, as if they had turned into water vapor and merged into the air.

"He really said that to you!... What else did he say?" Qing Lian's emotions became even more agitated, slamming her body against the iron cage. Unfortunately, both hands were fixed on the rack, and she couldn't move at all.

"Dad, those things... how could they not be there? They must be there. I heard Li Ru say that the mansion you bought has a special place for storage underground; that's for rich people to store valuable things."

The young man's brows furrowed tightly, and a large wave of memories flooded into his mind: Xu Yan, the legitimate son of Duke Xu of the Southern Jiang Capital, fifteen years old this year, his biological mother passed away early.

And that face, not a bit inferior to a star, the contours slightly deep, a bit like a mixed-race person, but not quite, amorous and charming.

"You are Min Lianjiao's boyfriend? Don't you have your own car?" Peng Fang, who was dressed in an extremely charming way, asked with jealousy and bitterness when the two cars brushed past each other. Of course, this was something she pretended, naturally wanting to attract Qin Feng's attention.

After winning the battle, Yu Li elegantly greeted his opponent and turned to walk back to the contestant area. As for Yu Li's opponent, he left the venue, looking like he was heading to the Pokémon Center to recover Liepard.

"I understand, I'm sorry for making you worry, Leiser." Gila lowered his head somewhat guiltily.

Regarding Ji Kai's plan to collect space monsters, it was still somewhat helpful. If they could reconcile, Ji Kai didn't need to really fight them to the death.

"That's enough!" Hearing Qi Niang's promise, a confident smile suddenly appeared on Qin Feng's face. Although there were many experts present, he had eighty percent confidence in escaping unscathed. As for Cheng Lele, she was a police officer, and these people wouldn't dare do anything to her.

After killing people, his only worry was whether Zixuan would be frightened; the rest he didn't put in his heart or eyes at all: people had already been killed, and he wouldn't waste a bit of time for a dead person.

Things seemed to be getting more and more complicated. I let out a bitter laugh, my heart churning like the Pacific Ocean in a storm.

After such an explanation, although Rong Desheng was half-believing, he didn't know how to persuade him further and could only sigh and remain silent.

It wasn't that she was willing to marry Ding Yang; she wanted Ding Yang's thought of not marrying anyone but her. If she still couldn't forget Ding Yang later, marrying him wouldn't matter. Anyway, what man could make her settle down? Marrying or not marrying didn't matter.

After returning to the Mu family villa, Leng Qingxi saw two big men and a boy huddled together, not knowing what they were discussing.

Leng Hezhou's distress naturally couldn't be told to anyone. He couldn't expose his current situation to anyone, nor could he let others see any flaws. ===== CHAPTER 223 =====