Chapter 482: I cannot help but ask!

"No!" After being speechless, Lu Qiaochuan shook his head decisively.

"Why not?" He Chen frowned: "Are you discriminating against me?"

"What is this about?" Lu Qiaochuan gave a bitter smile: "You aren't... how could I be discriminating against you?"

"It's just that my exterior isn't as obvious as Yu Hao's, but how can you assume what kind of person I am?" He Chen said seriously: "Is it impossible that I'm just hiding it very deeply?

If you aren't discriminating against me

Divia pouted, then nodded, and together with Lin Wei, waited for the other party to approach.

As soon as Zhao Tianming saw He Xiang Yun's expression, he knew the old principal hadn't mentioned this matter to him, so he explained.

It wasn't until last year that he recruited the student Angbis again, but because Angbis's level was insufficient, Celes still maintained the status quo of hiring other wizard apprentices. However, Lin Wei's appearance at this time changed Celes's thinking.

The trial had ended, everyone was lighthearted and free, and they were all going to indulge and be extravagant, so they were all very happy.

With such powerful artillery fire, destroying the 5S car repair shop where they were staying was as easy as turning over one's hand.

A flash of divine light shone from between his brows, and after a delay, the attributes of the Golden Spirit Flood Dragon appeared in Chu He's mind. This was a situation that hadn't even occurred when detecting the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd or even Zhuge Wolong.

Lin Wei watched every move on the battlefield and also secretly observed the Central Domain Scorching Sun God descendant, Labudorn, who might appear at any time.

Mo Xi suddenly raised her head, "Young Master Jun, are you tired?" She gently placed her phone aside, her eyes seemingly holding only him.

Under the lead of the lich, the group passed through multiple domain spaces and finally stopped in an endless, vast plain.

In order to cultivate Yin Gao, half of the Yin family's money and supplies were spent, and Yin Gao did not disappoint him. If it weren't for encountering this situation, perhaps Yin Gao could have been promoted to a Fourth-Grade Martial Sect or even a Fourth-Grade Scholar within ten years.

Ying Fei's voice was neither light nor heavy, but it was extremely uncomfortable to hear. The seven young generals had the urge to throw Ying Fei out, but due to his special status, they could only stare in anger.

"I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!" Murong Lan hurriedly shook her head. With the swaying, the double images before her eyes became even more severe, causing her to let out a low cry and collapse onto the table, barely steadying herself.

Asking his conscience, Huang Long actually didn't want to act as Zhang Yichuan's pawn to poach Zhao Dangshi's followers. However, sometimes, things are beyond one's control. In order to continue surviving, he had to go against his own heart and come to communicate with Liu Weiming.

"Marquis Chu?" Wujing simply felt his brain wasn't working. He knew Ying Fei's hatred for the three generations of Marquis Chu, wishing he could dig up Marquis Chu's ancestral grave, yet at this moment, he actually wanted to go find Marquis Chu.

On the city wall, the Liyuan City defending general Zhao Minzhi, clad in armor and holding a long sword, had a face full of determination.

"Rest assured, although I am not very familiar with the situation inside the sect, there is still some time to understand it!" Zhang Chao nodded, looking calm and composed.

"We, we entered the space where the blood pool is located?" Zhang Chao touched his face, used his fingers to rub the somewhat sticky blood, and couldn't help but turn around in surprise to look at Jie Jie and the others.

Circling the wall, Qian Jin chose a rooftop and leaped up; carefully observing the layout of all the rooms, he selected three main rooms, infiltrated them without effort, wiped out the people inside, and incidentally looted all the gold and silver in the rooms.

However, the two fought for hundreds of rounds, and the sand man still used those same few moves, without displaying any attribute power like that possessed within Zhang Chao's Golden Core.

"Fifty-five, fifty-six, fifty-seven!" The soldiers clapped their hands one after another, following the military officer's shouting, cheering for the four of them. This was a novel thing; the Flying General and three captains were training in public together. Although the soldiers saw them every day, it was the first time everyone had seen high-ranking officers playing with logs together. ===== CHAPTER 483 =====