Chapter 544

416. Accepting the Embroiderer

The wall of the quiet courtyard is vermilion, matched with dark green eaves tiles.

It gives people a feeling of being both romantic and profound.

This is also the feeling Magistrate Ouyang Rong has every time he sees the quiet courtyard from afar, it has almost become a conditioned reflex.

It is in the same line as the red walls of the Chengtian Temple. If Magistrate Ouyang Rong is not mistaken, this quiet courtyard used to be the property of the Chengtian Temple. Later, because of its good location on the bank of Xingzi Lake, it was bought by a wealthy pilgrim and finally passed to Pei Pei Shisan.

The wall of the quiet courtyard is vermilion, matched with dark green eaves tiles.

It gives people a feeling of being both romantic and profound.

This is also the feeling Magistrate Ouyang Rong has every time he sees the quiet courtyard from afar, it has almost become a conditioned reflex.

It is in the same line as the red walls of the Chengtian Temple. If Magistrate Ouyang Rong is not mistaken, this quiet courtyard used to be the property of the Chengtian Temple. Later, because of its good location on the bank of Xingzi Lake, it was bought by a wealthy pilgrim and finally passed to Pei Pei Shisan

This scroll is not someone else's, it is exactly the scroll that Kaichi made a decision about during his conversation with Todd.

The captain's murderous aura erupted, and the black-purple long spear carried endless hostility toward the Demon Spirit.

After about five minutes, a fishy smell came faintly. The spoiled cat scurried to the ground, and Li Zhong also fell down. The ground was full of rotten leaves and weeds, and there were traces of turning over in the middle of the fallen leaves, like a ditch. It was obvious that someone or an animal had passed by, and it was walking or crawling close to the ground.

"No problem! Just wait and see!" Ling Qi came back to her senses, put her right index and middle fingers together and tapped her forehead lightly, as if she had become that heroic armed special police officer again.

This is pure nonsense. Don't look at my appearance as being over forty years old; in fact, these are all intentional. If I have cultivated to the Transformation God Realm, can I still snore when I sleep?

Although the "illness" of the Third Princess of the South Sea, Cunxin, is unique, it is not that I don't have a solution, and it is not just one or two. The one proposed by Shen Shen Gongbao is the most garbage kind.

"Can only go deeper! Otherwise, like a headless fly, it will only increase the danger coefficient in vain." Wu Feng took out the scroll again, stuck it on his forehead, and slowly observed the map. The Abyss Emperor is in the deepest part. As long as Wu Feng goes deeper, he will definitely be on the route marked by Qingfeng.

It has to be said that Yun Long's unconscious actions brought unexpected blows to the Beast Emperor Sect. This is something Yun Long never expected, and it is something the Beast Emperor Sect struggled to figure out.

The attack of a mere intermediate monster naturally couldn't be taken seriously by Dian Wei. With a casual halberd, he shattered this giant wind blade directly. But the time the Rending Wind Wolf launched the attack was too clever. Although it didn't cause the slightest threat to Dian Wei, it successfully delayed Dian Wei's time to gather Qi.

Xi Nanxing gritted his teeth, threw the magazine aside without changing his expression, and continued to sit calmly.

"Don't borrow!" Su Wanniang was directly angered to laughter. Her laughter threshold was too low, and she would laugh at any time.

The hot drink cup fell from her hand, hit the ground heavily, but only made a dull sound.

To put it bluntly, although she got married twice, both times were in inexplicable situations.

Zhang Lingmiao suddenly laughed. With this laugh, the demeanor of a solemn and noble Taoist master was gone, and he became a mischievous elf-like boy. Suddenly, he changed from a fairy Buddha master to an ordinary person.

Su Wanniang took the dry cloth and touched it. Things from the Jianren Villa were indeed good things. Even the cloth for wiping hair was surprisingly soft.

For a song, Su Wanniang only sang the first half before she couldn't sing anymore. She closed her eyes gently, feeling the pain of the poison, and also feeling the heartache of the man beside her.

Yu Shuanglin finally adjusted his internal breath, pointed at the boy, and shouted: "I have seen you at the Hero Conference. You are the young master of the Shadow Sacrifice, Jiang Liechen, the senior brother of the rumored Dark Night Falling, and the second master of the Demon Sect! And this is..." He looked at the gray-robed man.

The group that came to intercept and kill the Hu brothers didn't expect that they would have companions beside them. After all, although the two brothers were enviably gifted, their personalities were not very good on weekdays, and their popularity in the sect was average.

And it is precisely because of this long-term habit that they are familiar with every trace of change in all the places they can go to. Whether it is the amount of rain, subtle changes in the environment, traces of desert monster migration, or changes in seasonal temperature, not to mention changes in the oasis.