Chapter 811: I won't allow you to mess with He Chen!

"No way, no, how is this possible!" Zhu Xiaobei subconsciously performed her denial trilogy for the first time.

"My God! It's actually true!" Li Weijuan directly translated the denial trilogy into an affirmation, shouting and screaming.

"He Chen is too invincible, right? Killing both 'men' and women? Even a tomboy like Zhu Xiaobei has been conquered by He Chen? No, Zhu Xiaobei, what's your situation?"

"There's nothing to make a fuss about, liking Master..."

Until Jiulang was born, seeing Jiulang living like her all these years, suffering all kinds of humiliation in the He Prefecture, Wan Niang had the thought of sending Jiulang back.

As time passed, more and more voices joined in, starting to report their own results.

This time Tang Fan truly went all out. She didn't know what Lin Xianle would think if she found out about this.

Jun Yan shook his head, not telling Qing Shiying his inner thoughts, just raising his head and looking at him, with fanatical fighting intent in his eyes.

Li Tongtong stayed in the tour group for half a month. As soon as that couple arrived, she set her sights on them. They were a young couple who came to travel just wanting to pick up a child. They hadn't conceived after five years of marriage. There was a custom in the Central Plains: adopting a child to bring up would allow one to conceive.

Such a "cold and casual" performance seemed to have inexplicably won a lot of praise among the audience?

And these 18 Daoist companions of his could be said to be the Eighteen Arhats, each with their own merits. Among them, there was a fleshy type who was even plumper than Yang Imperial Consort, although her face was definitely not as beautiful as Yang Imperial Consort's.

It should be said that they had long known about the other's arrival, having scouts exploring the path in front; it was impossible not to know, but they still continued to march until they met.

Nangong Meng Batian didn't seem to see the smile on his son's face, continuing to ask. Nangong Meng Batian was the patriarch of the Nangong family. Don't look at his kind appearance on the surface, but one who could become a patriarch of a clan was no kind person.

That illustration was actually on the second page, that is, after the table of contents, it was this picture.

If this situation continued, then even if they could kill Lou Zhiyuan, there probably wouldn't be many of these people left.

The vast majority of people felt that the reporter's approach was somewhat inappropriate; after all, a hospital is a place to treat illnesses and save people.

Looking at the Prayer Pill in front of him, the tears contained in Li Cheng's eyes flowed directly down. Zhao Qian Sun didn't understand Gao Dacai's thoughts, but Li Cheng figured it out.

This song wasn't very well known in the country at first, but it had recently become a big hit.

This meant that even if he lost all his subsequent matches, he was already in the top thirty of the Hundred Nations Grand Competition.

If one were accidentally collected by Kong Xuan, it would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth; wanting it back would be absolutely impossible.

Ye Han was still fighting and training here, tempering that Sword Control Technique to be even more perfect and as easy to use as his own arm.

The hotel where Wei Zhiqiang got married this time was the same hotel where Cheng Shiyuan got married last time. What was even more coincidental was that the hall Wei Zhiqiang and the others chose was the same as when Cheng Shiyuan got married.

But Ming He was different. He used the Law to prove the Dao of Hunyuan, and all power belonged to himself. The combat power he could exert was naturally extraordinary. One was borrowing, one was his own; the difference between them was naturally clear to the Three Pure Ones.

Luo Tian's current goal was the interface that once belonged to the Wuji Sacred Academy, which had now been occupied by the Flower Demon Clan.

But even if they felt it, what could they do if they went? They had no way to stop Chen Hao at all.

The practitioners of all races who had been worrying about the future of the Divine Realm Continent suddenly discovered that Shen Luo had long returned to the human race and lived a stable life for several years.

The Ice Radish Clan wanted to break through the Cold Wind Realm in one fell swoop, while the human Cold Wind Realm side had to defend their home to the death.

Yan Qian couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time she had seen such a Fang Yuyan, feeling that with Fang Yuyan by her side, her heart was full of confidence.

Just like that, Fang Yuyan led everyone to walk out of the Honggui Workshop in a grand manner. Naturally, no one dared to jump out to stop them. Because it was a holiday, the street was still brightly lit. Breathing the air outside, the girls who had regained their new lives showed smiles on their faces again.

If others heard this, they would definitely be shocked and think Li Sheng was a madman, but I think this is very possible.

Second Aunt Li spat to the side, unconvinced. Seeing the Master's wife's seductive attire, she was full of disdain.

Everyone immediately pursued, but discovered that the void in front of them seemed to be frozen, a huge piece of cold ice blocking the way.

Almost no one could absolutely suppress anyone. They were the figures with the most say among the human race of the Pale Ring.

Liang Xiu looked back at Wei Tao. Seeing his down-and-out appearance, she suddenly felt a bit unbearable. Was she... too much?

She had never thought that looking at a house would be so unlucky to encounter such a person, such a thing. If it weren't for her wanting to rent a house, how would Zhang Yanran have had an accident?

As she spoke, she touched the needle and thread basket that had just been moved to the side, smiling lightly and pointing at the flower pattern for Nanny Wang to see.

Although the many men in black were fierce, facing such a tall monster, they also showed cowardice.

Tang Wei, who was grabbing the back of the criminal suspect's collar, was furious. With a force of his hand, he saw the criminal's face twist in pain. Through the collar, the criminal's thin neck in his hand was like a piece of sun-dried firewood, easy to break.

"Let's go back!" Zhang Yanran didn't push his hand away, didn't deny this relationship, but she hadn't forgotten that this fake relationship still needed to be stopped, at least not to ruin his reputation because of her.

After the Great-Grandfather ran into the forest, he found that the trees in the forest were very dense, and the area of the forest seemed to be very large. Thus, the Great-Grandfather circled and fought with these barbarians in the forest.

The dish they were talking about was actually sauce-braised eggplant, but I don't know how the chef here made it; it was actually so delicious, the sauce tasted delicious, and the eggplant melted in the mouth.

Xuan Ling's teeth itched with hatred. If he weren't unwilling to haggle with a brat, he would definitely have kicked him flying.

What does this phenomenon actually mean? Does it mean that Gao Ming has truly matured, or is it psychological premature aging, thus losing confidence?

Luo Lie didn't choose to run away. Those soldiers had already surrounded the old kang bed. If he forced his way through, he might have to face a hail of bullets. Life is full of opportunities; everything should not be rushed. ===== CHAPTER 812 =====