Chapter 320: It's over! It's all over!

"I'm sorry, He Chen, it's all my fault."

Seeing that Kui Zhi and the others were all sent away, the shivering Lu Lu finally called out to He Chen, who was about to follow to the hospital.

"If it weren't for me inviting you over, you wouldn't have encountered danger, and if it weren't for me breaking up with her before and stimulating her, she might not have become like this."

"Please don't be like this, okay?" He Chen frowned at her: "You are the victim, don't engage in victim-blaming yourself first!"

Lin Lin, Pang Qing, and Zhang Ming saw this and their eyes widened instantly. They only saw the Marquis flash, and the things Lin Lin pushed to the ground all stayed in their original places.

The Princess's wedding, this day at Jin Lan Manor, could be called the most grand feast. After many years passed, people still talked about it with relish.

It was midsummer, and it happened to be cloudy today, not hot, with a gentle breeze. Song Yiyi rode a horse and galloped, feeling the light and clouds, lingering, the wind rolling the clouds, birds singing and flowers fragrant, how pleasant.

But he didn't expect that just when he was preparing to think of a way to act, the master suddenly broke out that he had fallen into someone else's arms. At this moment, how could he endure it?

After the meeting, Lin Wushuang called Ye Tianyu and asked him to go to her office. Shui Yanran watched the two walk in one direction together, a faint, indifferent smile appearing on her face.

He withdrew his hand, tucking both of his jade-like hands into his robes, concealing them so thoroughly that Li Wuxin could not see even the slightest trace.

While speaking, his palms pushed out slowly, and even gradually, accompanied by the explosion of energy, an illusory giant palm formed in the air.

He kissed her beautiful eyes, and his movements underneath didn't stop. His gentle voice was half-hoarse, and he said the word "good" seriously, as if it were a promise of heaven.

Didn't expect that this was a pit, and it was a pit he had prepared long ago, advancing by retreating, letting her propose some conditions.

Ye Qianqian finally refused, and at the same time scolded President Wu fiercely. The final result didn't matter anymore.

But it was a pity that the experimental results in this area were not ideal. Whether it was what kind of culture medium to use, what substances to add in the process, or other conditions for tissue culture, there was no experience to follow.

The white-clothed person shook his head, his expression a bit dim: "I said I don't know, but they are coming, could it be that they can't come?"

Bai He trusted Li Yun very much, otherwise Li Yun wouldn't have known about its bird-life memories before, and wouldn't have been able to create an environment for Song Dalin immersively.

The military dog bosses were also a bit anxious. This anxiety wasn't for anything else, but for fear that the puppies would be disciplined by Old Xu.

On the boat, Laura suddenly thought of the strange things that happened to Ye Battalion Commander in the Tomb of Flash yesterday, so she asked bluntly.

Every time Zhou Jiu saw it making trouble and ruining itself, he felt it was stupid to the point of being terrifying.

Chen Xiang's voice rang out. In mid-air, a sword light slashed down. The leech raised its head and roared, and the black sound suddenly turned into a pool of pitch-black water and scattered.

The Zhenlei Sword was something he had obtained with great difficulty, comparable to a sixth-grade source artifact. As for the Shuiwang Sword, it was one of the three King Swords, and its power was comparable to an eighth-grade source artifact, which could not be lost.

"Don't stay here, we must hurry." Chen Tou was still urging us; he seemed to have no curiosity.

Landon glanced at the serious Zhu Lingqi and thought to himself, Liang Shan was already a story, what you said, does it count as a story within a story?

"They ran a red light on a motorcycle. I'm fine, they both went to the hospital. One of them has serious internal injuries and needs surgery. I guess I'll have to pay tens of thousands of yuan." Hang Yu seemed relatively calm.

Li Yujie lay blankly, her heart burning, her soul unsettled, her crotch swollen and painful, watching Lin Zhuo's distant back, it seemed that he had taken away all her spirit and energy.