Chapter 555

Four hundred and twenty-seven, The embroiderer's money 【Second update, explosive update seeking monthly votes! Thanks to the ally "Qingquan Liuxiang" for the reward!】

Huaiye Lane Mansion.

In the main hall where they usually ate, two figures sat opposite each other, with a bowl of iced mung bean soup and a cyan-green scarf in front of them, the latter lying limply on the edge of the table.

The other end of this scarf was gripped in Zhen Shuyuan's hand. She had stopped fiddling with it, her fist gradually clenching...

The atmosphere in the main hall fell into dead silence.

Ouyang Rong acted as if he hadn't seen anything, reached out to pull the bowl of iced mung bean soup closer, scooped a spoonful, lowered his head, and sent it into...

As for Xia Yenuo, there was a look of disappointment in Hao Xin's eyes. Since he had a fiancée, she couldn't destroy other people's feelings.

This couldn't help but make Hoover ecstatic. He had been secretly in love with Annie for several years, but had always been shy to speak. Reiner, who had long seen through his admiration, had complained about him more than once, saying that if he delayed any longer, he didn't know which day Annie would be snatched by someone else.

Yes! Jiang Qi is crazy! Just now, he led the entire Qilin Guard to charge, wanting to attack the central army but failing, and at this moment he was thinking of charging again with only a few wounded soldiers. It's like this, no one would believe it if they said he wasn't crazy.

Rui Mengmeng rested like a corpse on the Juxia for two days, and the Xiongbing Company began intensive training again.

"You..." The Blood-Devouring Divine Beast was so angry it couldn't speak. Facing a peerless powerhouse, it could only compromise.

Banjiu now didn't know how to describe Murong Chen. Powerful? Hehe, this damn thing can't be described as powerful, okay? If this is just powerful, then what is he? An ant? Moreover, Banjiu's look at Jellal was also quite complicated, completely not knowing what he was thinking.

"You're the one who's scared!" The sudden voice startled the two whispering vice-presidents. After seeing clearly who it was, it was Qin Moyao and Hua Xin.

Demon patterns appeared, and groups of demon flames rose outside the body. This demon flame was different, actually having two temperatures, alternating cold and hot to defend against the enemy together, and also being able to fight separately, livingly blocking the soul exploration of the spiritual cultivator Fantian.

For every battle, Li Jing had his own ideas and decisions, but he still hoped to pool wisdom and listen more to the opinions of his subordinates.

"Your Highness... Your Highness is unaware." Although Prince Guanghai tried his best to appear natural, what he said still had a trace of unnaturalness. For so long, he had been completely unaware of things outside, and didn't know to what extent the investigation had reached, which made him appear less confident.

Li Tao was stunned for a moment, then pulled his throat and laughed loudly, and Yi Tianhao also laughed along.

Frequent contact naturally made the two of them more and more familiar. Sometimes even the expressionless Kalman Watt would give Chen Chufan a smile during their exchanges, although this smile could definitely not be called good-looking.

The joy of the master was also shared by the servants. Everyone in the mansion was full of joy.

Pu Yang estimated that the standard of this monk named Yonghe was a bit high. His father participated in repairing the space crack, so he was qualified to be listed as great by him. But at this moment he was too excited, this was someone who had seen his father.

The voice fell, he waved his arms, grabbed the Heart of Causality, didn't even look, and forced it down. With a violent sound, Chen Luo disappeared into the Heaven-Realizing Causality Stele with the Heart of Causality.

Of course, Li Hualong couldn't just watch his power being taken away and remain indifferent. Otherwise, if something went wrong, he was the proper governor, the first person responsible, and if heads were to be cut, his would be cut first, so he also submitted a memorial impeaching Gao Huai for overstepping his authority.

With this explanation, Pu Yang felt relieved. What was there to be afraid of? What was there to hesitate about? Thieves and killers, even legendary professions, have realistic foundations. His Pu family bloodline of the ancient demon-driving divine race was an even more incredible existence. He had already seen demons, so was he still afraid of people?