Chapter 207: Zhuge Dali: Me, God Zhuge?

"Xia Xue, Yingzi, congratulations."

He Chen caught a glimpse of Nan Xiangwan, the class's boss, swaggering by with her ponytail swinging, and smiled to congratulate Xia Xue and the others, diverting the sensitive topic of how Qiu Ya suddenly became more moving.

"In this physics competition, you achieved excellent results."

"..." Nan Xiangwan, who was walking swaggeringly, had her smile freeze on her face, looking over with hatred, meeting He Chen's "That's right, I'm just mocking you"

Xun Han was a bit embarrassed; Shi Xuan had explained it to him before, but after all, he knew very little about magic weapons; if his identity was discovered, he might lose his life here.

Last night's events surfaced in his mind without missing a bit; a trace of blush appeared on the High Priest's face, but he didn't know if it was because of shyness or anger.

Looking up, he saw a huge head crashing through the peaks, scarlet eyes overlooking all things on earth, limbs like supporting the sky stepping on the ground, horns on the head, long pointed ears, and scales on the body.

An Yuanjun, who was next to perform, had put away his feigned cold expression at this time, and was not affected by the boy band's leader; one look and it was known he was ready to perform immediately.

Aunt Li was clumsy and couldn't say any flowery words, so what she said was exceptionally honest and sincere.

"The Lord is back, the Lord is back!" The villager shouted and ran toward the depths of the mansion. After Ren Yi and the others entered the mansion, they conveniently bolted the mansion door.

To prevent accidents, Luo Yunxi summoned the Red Lotus Karma Fire; her Red Lotus Karma Fire was not controlled by spiritual power, so even if she lost her spiritual power, she still had the Red Lotus Karma Fire to use.

And some shooting scenes in the crew very much needed the right time and place, and there were too many uncontrollable factors, so regardless of whether there was a blessing or not, they would worship at the opening ceremony to seek peace of mind.

Until he was forced to the edge of a cliff, Murong Ruo sighed to the sky; his life was too much like a joke.

It is said that the Jingzhou Inspector Liu Biao, courtesy name Jingsheng, was from Gaoping, Shanyang, and was a member of the Han royal family; he loved making friends when he was young and was friends with seven famous scholars, known at the time as the "Eight Talents of Jiangxia."

"It's good that you broke up; I don't think you and her are very suitable either. At first, I thought she was not bad, but in the past few years, I feel more and more that you are not suitable. Look at her dress, and then look at you, brother, tsk tsk~~ you are simply not a match." Liu Qinghe's eyes were sharp, hitting the nail on the head.

Hong Yingchang, wearing a bright red flying fish suit, stepped onto the ring. Many martial arts people who recognized Hong Yingchang's identity exclaimed. A person's name is like a tree's shadow; Hong Yingchang, who had been loyal to the Central Plains Dynasty after becoming famous as a youth, although rarely walked in the Jianghu, still left behind many legends.

Of course, that's all for the future; this time he was in great pain... and heaven knows how long this repair will take.

"Teacher, you mean?" This was the simplest strategy; attracting the main force of Britannia to Area 11, and the army of the Chinese Federation could take the opportunity to attack other places, but what was the significance of this?

Wu Zheng, in a pleasant mood, walked along the streets in his memory, but when he arrived at the location of Uncle Chen Liang's house, he found that not only had the house been renovated, but even the rough fence door from back then had become a tall gate tower with blue bricks and black tiles.

And such precious materials were melted into a ball by Ye Yu without even blinking, and then made into 17 long needles about the thickness of a thumb and about 40 centimeters long; one could think that this must be the tool Ye Yu prepared for the next sealing.

But for those who practiced Yuan Power, 50 kilometers was just their warm-up training every morning; in less than 30 minutes, the 200 people running in unison had finished running.

Sighing heavily, he went to the sink to wash his face roughly to refresh his spirit; after finishing all this, Ye Yu changed back into his uniform and went downstairs slowly, preparing to go to school for the last class of the morning. ===== CHAPTER 208 =====