Chapter 709: This senior brother is really different! (Day 2 of 8, seeking monthly votes!)

"Zhang Kai, I'm helping you, just confess!"

Eunuch Cheng's eyes were sincere, and his tone was somewhat urgent.

He was both worried that his good buddy Zhang Kai wouldn't be able to think straight, and afraid that if he dragged it out, He Chen would get angry and not give this opportunity.

"Zhang Kai, don't play tricks! Hurry up and tell the truth! A child who knows his mistakes and corrects them is still a good child!" The dormitory aunt was also getting anxious.

Although she was very angry that this farce might have been self-directed by Zhang Kai and had caused her to potentially wrong a freshman, but...

But after all, these are not the realms of the past; the gap between them is too large and has been infinitely magnified, enough to be treated as a major realm on its own.

Yes, he is now equating himself with the Great Universe, viewing himself as a realm, peering through the Great Cosmos, and comprehending, in order to revive the world within his own body.

As for Viktor in the middle lane, he had already run halfway, and in the end, he could only turn back to the middle lane.

Yiyi was simply furious. On one hand, she felt she was stupid and lazy, and on the other, she was rushing out in her pajamas and barefoot in a panic. If Dad came back at dawn, he must be home by now.

It is said that they walk through the battlefield, absorbing the death energy from countless corpses to strengthen themselves.

He gave the straw raincoat he made nine days ago to Zhao Rongrong. He originally wanted to make another one, but thinking that he was already soaked like a drowned rat, he just gave up. It was just a little rain; it wouldn't have any impact on a cultivator like him, at most the wet clothes sticking to his body would be uncomfortable.

Only, from Murong Rufeng's description, that bone dragon's strength seemed to have reached a point where no one could defeat it.

Originally, Xue Thirteen didn't feel it. Even when he was an Immortal Venerable and possessed the combat power of a Great Heavenly Venerable, he didn't have this feeling of viewing all living beings as ants.

Zhou An wants to see the Old Marshal, and he must cure the Old Marshal's leg; this is the key to inviting him out of the mountains.

Greenie sat quietly, playing with the knife in her hand. The cold blade flashed with a compelling chill. Bitao waited for her reply, but Greenie seemed very patient, focusing only on the short sword in her hand and ignoring her.

Just at the moment An Ran paused slightly, that high-level Saint Sword Master exerted his power again. A wild gale, like a giant dragon breaking through the air, carried the dominance of descending from the sky and violently impacted An Ran's body.

Of course, don't think that the Film Weekly is a jackal or a tiger. If you are clean, the other party won't deliberately slander you. At least, since the Film Weekly has appeared for so long, I haven't heard of anyone being wronged.

"How is the person in front driving? Do they know the rules?" Wang Haitao shook his slightly dizzy head, looked at the situation, and cursed in a low voice. Fortunately, he had used his hand to block his forehead just now, otherwise, he would definitely have been disfigured.

Neon lights flickered on the road, and couples on the street walked hand in hand under the orange light, looking very happy. Brother suddenly asked me, "You'er, what do you think of Yu?" Why would he suddenly ask such a question? "You'er." Brother called out again, and I came back to my senses.

The most conspicuous part was his belly, which protruded significantly. Looking from afar, he was like a big fat man with bull horns and back spines, only this big fat man had a particularly large mouth, wore pitch-black scales, and his legs and tail were as thick as giant stone pillars.

"Ruoxi, Ruoxi." He murmured love words that were almost delirious, with no content, just purely calling her name, softly, lightly, as if he wanted to wrap her in the most beautiful piece of cotton in the world, and then saying all the best love words in the world still wouldn't be enough.

However, this kind of family affection really made Ding Yalan envious. It doesn't matter what the family conditions are; the most important thing is that the family loves each other. Then, no matter how bitter the days are, they will be very happy.

That was not soul power, nor was it parasitic god power, nor was it fire, and it was not even any kind of special energy known to everyone. ===== CHAPTER 710 =====