Chapter 819: The Yellow-School Dream Interpretation Master is back online!

"What is this all about?"

After Zheng Wei was speechless, she thought and thought, but still couldn't understand how she had become so lewd.

If dreaming of He Chen pinning her against the wall was her lewd side, she would admit it.

But pinning against the wall was just pure ambiguity; how was that lewd?

And so lewd?

"Juan'er, what are you talking about?" Ruan Guan and Zhu Xiaobei also completely didn't understand what Li Weijuan's abrupt words meant, and both looked at her with strange confusion.

As soon as the Shadow Guard finished speaking, a powerful aura came head-on, directly knocking him flying.

Perhaps by crying like this and speaking out the words in her heart, a person would become relaxed. Extreme sorrow must have a channel for release. After speaking out the words pressed in her heart and crying bitterly, perhaps Yan Luoxi would be better.

It was hard to meet him on the street today; to let him leave just like this, she wouldn't be reconciled no matter what.

Although it was just a very light and faint smile, how long had it been since her father had smiled so genuinely?

Chen Feng curled his lips and said with a bit of schadenfreude: "Your left thigh is broken!" As he said this, Chen Feng also sat down; the physical exhaustion caused by climbing the mountain earlier had only just worn off.

However, those who had the ability to enter that place probably wouldn't go digging for herbs; risking one's life for a few coins outside was really not very wise.

Qin Ting wiped away his tears, sighed, fixed his blanket, and went to heat up some milk. Looking at how he hadn't eaten all afternoon and evening, he would definitely wake up hungry in a while. Because she had worked part-time as a babysitter, Qin Ting still knew a bit about this aspect.

Dong Jian didn't want to mention being teased by Shan Yun at the Su residence. But the thoughts in his brain were known clearly by the House-Protecting Immortal. Sensing what had happened at the Su residence, the House-Protecting Immortal giggled again.

"Then tell me about it and see what I can do to help you." Shan Yun said indifferently, a flash of contempt and displeasure in her beautiful eyes.

So they came for Brother Mu Lian's matter. If that was the case, she could rest easy. She didn't know how her brother was doing now.

"Who goes?" The three pairs of eyes looked at each other, and finally, the eyes of Yiqing and the old man were aimed directly at the "Administrator."

Ding Qiang ultimately didn't escape. As soon as he entered the city, he was dragged by his master to the command center of the occupied area.

Because it was the first time, they didn't know what to say at the Elder Council meeting. They spoke a few words here and there; the atmosphere wasn't very serious, nor was it very lively. Everyone seemed a bit silent, which was mainly due to Ding Qiang deliberately avoiding his cheap father, Xin Long; his emotions affected everyone.

Raven had imagined countless times what her reaction would be upon seeing this man again. Perhaps she would kill him, perhaps she would curse him, perhaps she would be indifferent and cold.

Xu Yan's face turned pale upon hearing this, and Lan Ming's face turned even whiter like paper. He was only ten years old; how could he not be afraid when he heard someone wanted to kill him?

No wonder Yipinjuan dared to refuse to give them kickbacks. With such delicious food, even if the price was expensive, they didn't have to worry about not having customers; they didn't need travel agencies to bring them guests at all.

"Alright, alright, my princess, let's go back, just pretend we came out to relax!" After speaking, the two of them left the area near the teahouse while laughing and playing.

There were even people chasing him to ask about military tactics, including whether tank drifting was real, and whether he could really change a magazine with one hand.

Seeing the unicorn charge over, Luo Wei bent his bow and nocked an arrow, firing three shots in succession, but the unicorn dodged them all; he threw the bow and arrow onto the ground, then pulled out a pistol and fired several shots in a row, slowing the unicorn's momentum.

But she knew that killing just one instigator was not enough; offending an immortal could not be compensated for or resolved by merely killing a young master.