Chapter 690: Before they even met, the Jade-Faced Little Flying Dragon was struck by a bolt of Evil-Warding Divine Lightning from Ven

Fairy Grape, the Tomboy, was about to despair.

After all, if even the male lead didn't act like a human, who else could she turn to for help?

Could it be that she would really lose her composure during the phone call with her niece?

No, don't!

The Tomboy's eyes turned fierce, and she was about to perish together... well, it wouldn't go that far!

She raised her arm, preparing to bite herself hard, using the pain to suppress the other despairing agony.

She wanted to see what He Chen would do!

After she came out of the kitchen and sat quietly in the living room for a while, she felt that it was quite inconvenient not to have her mobile phone or tablet with her, and neither her wallet nor bank card were around. But she didn't want to go to Ruifeng Garden to get them.

Having almost grown accustomed to Lu Chen running to the hospital every day recently to serve tea and water to Shu Mingzhu, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"Does Young Master Feng mean that Liu Ziyu has already sent people to the inn?" Liu Yao was shocked upon hearing this.

If she had to name the person she hated most right now, it wasn't the people of Northern Di, nor the person who took her two children, but rather herself.

And these chills, like moths to a flame, gathered strand by strand at the center of Xiao Mo's soul world, upon that translucent diamond-shaped ice soul floating there. The color of the ice soul became increasingly crystal clear, the turbidity within gradually faded, and cold mist faintly emerged around it.

And Princess Xianji personally put on black clothes and a mask, taking people to the Wang family village in Taiyuan. Before they even reached the village, they were discovered by the secret guards sent by Tuoba Jun to protect Butterfly Valley.

"Third Brother," Wang Jiao greeted happily. Guo Shangyun, who was by her side, just smiled at him to show she was greeting him too.

"That would be excellent." Feng Qize said, pulling her into his arms. "Compared to others, you are the most important to me. For you, I am willing to abandon everything. No matter who it is, no one can stop me." He looked at her with determined eyes.

She watched quietly as Shang Wuqing processed official business, her eyes revealing a worry and reluctance she hadn't even noticed herself.

Chen Ping said this and was about to lower his head to look at the place where Consort Xiao said she was injured. With Consort Xiao's reserve, even if she allowed Chen Ping to get on her "bed," she would never allow Chen Ping to peek at all her places, so Consort Xiao struggled desperately, twisting back and forth on the "bed" with Chen Ping.

His parents accepted the reality of Tang Xin's decadent private life; dissatisfaction was dissatisfaction, but they still had to face it.

Just as Tang Ba was preparing to counterattack with all his might, the figure of an Air-type elder appeared in the sky.

Leisurely, the Eighth Master, Xi Tianhuan, stood in the lakeside pavilion like an immortal who did not eat the food of mortals, his tone carrying a sense of superiority as he waved his hand casually.

Such a speed of leveling up was also enviable, but Long Ge still practiced so diligently.

At the same time, Zi Feng's sharp gaze, that scorching gaze, swept over everyone in front of him.

However, less than forty minutes after the Poison Dragon vehicle entered Dragon City, another crisp, urgent sound of a vehicle rang out from outside the city gate. This scene once again attracted the attention of countless people, and at the same time, looks of astonishment flashed in their eyes one after another.

"Good!" The level nine cyclone expert in white clothes brandished a large saber and attacked Long Ge, but he seemed to have used only half of his battle energy—partly because he looked down on Long Ge, and partly because he didn't want Long Ge to die.

"Landlady, do you remember that I told you at the very beginning that I wanted to ask you three questions?" She looked straight at the landlady.

Hearing this voice, Kunte was also slightly stunned, and then a look of mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked coldly toward the VIP room opposite him. VIP room number twelve was directly opposite VIP room number six, but the distance was quite far, because the two VIP rooms were almost on opposite sides of the auction house.

The Demon race's necromancer came to the battlefield, saw more and more corpses on the battlefield, and revealed a smile; this was exactly what they wanted to see. ===== CHAPTER 691 =====