Chapter 761: One sentence made Zheng Wei spray wine! (Day 1 of 8, seeking monthly tickets!)

"Weiwei, don't make trouble!"

Ruan Guan felt something was wrong and immediately tried to persuade her.

However, Zheng Wei became even more energetic, shouting that she must drink, and no one's persuasion worked.

It got to the point where the tomboy Zhu Xiaobei also came up to persuade Zheng Wei, and Li Weijuan pretended to do the same on the side, but was actually watching the fun and gathering gossip. Zheng Wei looked at He Chen, wanting to see signs of He Chen admitting defeat, but only saw He Chen smiling.

This smile instantly stung Zheng Wei's eyes, making her eyes 【rimmed with red】...

Zhang Guangxian covered his mouth with both hands, squatting on the ground trembling, not daring to make the slightest sound. His whole body was covered with dense bullet holes, and thin, smoke-like yin energy kept drifting out from the wounds. Every time a trace flowed out, his soul body would become thinner.

Chen Lu nodded, feeling the bumps of the bicycle, and couldn't help but gently hug Lin Fei's waist with both hands, feeling a burst of warmth.

Ye Shang's friend Xu Yan was not from Jiangcheng; he had come to Jiangcheng in the last few days to attend an important meeting.

At this time, Su Xiang naturally had to come to take care of her personally, and Qin Kexin also hurried back from the crew.

"So, what exactly happened just now?" Qin Nangong's body leaned toward Ji Ningyan.

This sentence made Gu Jieyu think of some disgusting remarks by Fannier, which dispelled her curiosity about wanting to know the password.

The Ghost King who spoke was tall, with two horns on his forehead and a head of red hair that seemed to be burning with flames. In terms of appearance alone, he was strange enough in the eyes of mortals, but not ugly.

The messy room had obviously been rummaged through. Throwing the key on the coffee table at will, Gu Jieyu leaned back on the sofa and closed her eyes to rest.

At this time, the class bell rang, and then the master in the financial field walked in. This was an old man with gray hair, but he still walked with the vigor of a dragon and a tiger, looking energetic.

The plump and beautiful landlady looked at the two mages in a daze, and a look of sorrow suddenly appeared on her face. She hugged the blue light spots beside her tightly, and her terrified expression was completely different from her previous gentleness and indifference. Under the night, her thin figure seemed to be broken by a gust of wind.

"Ah He, you finally remembered my existence!" As soon as he came out, He Yuyuan said this softly.

Dust filled the air, and the sounds of killing and shouting of tens of thousands of troops were mixed together, stimulating people's eardrums. Battle flags of various colors waved in the air, dazzling people. And the messengers were shuttling through these phalanxes.

Nan Shu went to take a bath and wash up, of course, especially guarding against Pei Si, and even used things to block the entrance to her bedroom.

"Okay, then you prepare, I will call everyone urgently!" Long Sifeng didn't say anything else, but began to issue a notice for an emergency meeting.

Of course, Old Nine doing this also had his own thoughts, because he held the Qin crossbow technology in his hands. In the game, this is equivalent to a pistol in reality, and it is more than enough to maintain the security of the Qilin Trading Base.

His figure was slender, about seven feet tall, and his face was thin. His eye sockets were slightly sunken, and his eyes carried a trace of gloom. His head was wrapped in a layer of cloth, and on top of the cloth was a long crown, and he was wearing a straight-hemmed long robe. From the outside, he looked quite handsome and had the style of a Confucian scholar.

Suddenly, Beidou heard a strange sound coming from his body, a sound that was as crisp as if some meridian had broken.

"Naturally, I believe in the Third Master." Yun Mei shook her head. There was only one person in the Confucian school who had this ability, and that was Zhang Liang. But precisely because Zhang Liang's ability was too strong and too sharp, Yun Mei was worried that if this continued, it would sooner or later bring a great disaster to the Confucian school.

Of course, whether it is the White Miao or the Black Miao, there are many similarities. It is not that the White Miao will not kill people and the Black Miao will not save people. Relatively speaking, most of the skills of the two Miao are the same, but their beliefs are different, and the main direction of cultivation is also different. ===== CHAPTER 762 =====