Chapter 392: Suicide Squad! Source of the Poisonous Miasma!

"What do you mean?"

Heng Fa was stunned, then said: "We have been sailing east for almost more than an hour now, probably near the East Sea Yushan Archipelago."

Lin Mo, who was not familiar with this sea area, asked again: "Then what about the distance to that nameless island with the poisonous miasma? Have we already sailed away from that vicinity?"

Heng Fa said: "That is natural. The immortal boat is so fast now; we have long since passed that island..."

Speaking of which...

Song Xian didn't dwell on the appearance of Wu Shoudao anymore. He looked at other reports of the Ghost Building, including the distribution of forces on the Nether Island, as well as the action trajectories of Tang Nian and Wu Shoudao on the Nether Island.

"Big Brother, Fifth Brother is already married, why are you still acting like a child and messing with him, not knowing the limits." Mu Chen Ling's words actually turned Mu Chendong's act of injuring his younger brother and bullying his sister-in-law into a joke between brothers.

At this moment, there was also her immediate boss, the owner of the Luo Mansion, to help the victim find justice, so Luo Zaizhen didn't go head-to-head.

One could see red and blue rays of light shining above Song Xian's head, steadily supporting the Dao sword above his head. The latter couldn't truly fall down at all.

As long as she and Mei Hanxiang could live a good life, it was more practical than anything else like continuing the family line.

Just as Yue Wei's face became redder and redder, almost to the point of dripping blood, Luo Zaizhen finally arrived.

Actually, what he said was not unreasonable. The Crown Prince was just a bit cowardly; at least he was carefully cultivated by the Eastern Palace, so he wasn't stupid to the core.

After entering Chang'an, Zhao Beichen parted ways with Liu Heng and Liu Xiang. She returned to the Dingbei Marquis Mansion in Chang'an, while Liu Heng and Liu Xiang entered the Imperial Palace.

It was just that the force of her previous attack was truly too great. This time, suddenly withdrawing the attack actually fed back onto herself. Having not been injured for many years, Luo Zaizhen was stunned as she was shaken back several steps by her own palm power.

"Today's matter must not be spread outside, otherwise it might bring a fatal disaster to Xiao Yue!" Bai Hua was also a careful person, saying this to the people in this secret room.

"By the way, Boss, another sun appeared over there." Shanying suddenly remembered something. His right wing stretched out, and the wingtip pointed far away to the east. There was indeed a sun there, although it was clear and distant, as if covered by clouds, and coupled with the existence of the Seven-Flame Fierce Armor that was overflowing with brilliance, it overshadowed this object, but it was indeed sunlight.

This made Tu Xue feel sorry for himself. I secretly rejoiced; this monster didn't seem as cunning as the Dark Death God before, for example, it was very clumsy.

Now these things had long been thrown onto the divinity of Li Xiucheng in the void. Now that location, like other spaces, was pitch black, occasionally with dots of stars, and could no longer see its original appearance.

This was already a very serious oath, so Luo Ping was completely relieved and decided to follow the old man to see his uncles.

However, to their surprise, these crimson mists didn't have any attack power. They seemed to be ordinary smoke, gathering on the defensive barrier, and no power could be felt at all.

I clicked on the task bar. I found that there was only 1 piece of ironware. That is to say, this ironware was only dropped by one monster, and the rest of the monsters didn't drop anything. This made me speechless to the extreme.

The wounded said that the fevers were all clustered together as if they had discussed it, one after another, as if it were an infectious disease.

Feng Chengjin also didn't expect that in the time it took him to go out for a meal, the criminals of the Houluo Sect would be caught.

The rustling sound behind him provoked Huo Beixiao's nerves. The night five years ago resurfaced in his mind, and that beauty that went deep into the bone marrow made him unable to forget it for the rest of his life.

Everyone under the stage showed expressions of respect. People like Yang Hengrui who could not forget their original intention and still not forget their predecessors after becoming popular were already quite rare. Everyone applauded again and nodded gently.

Actually, thinking about it, it was normal. Things like Xin Yuan Shuang are always in short supply, unless the secret recipe is made public and manufactured on a large scale without fear of leaking secrets. ===== CHAPTER 393 =====