Chapter 583: Four hundred fifty-five, Hmm, it's Yue Chuzi, and then what, wife?

Four hundred fifty-five, Hmm, it's Yue Chuzi, and then what, wife?

Daring to take the initiative to attack, sneaking out.

Is this something that Dalang, who has always been timid and honest, could do?

Inside the Prince's mansion study, the atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Li Xian and several women stood in place.

There was no need to guess who Li Dalang had gone to see.

They had known for several days that Wei Anhui was leaving by boat this morning, but later, news came from Hukou County confirming the matter of Guanyin Zen Temple, and Ouyang and the people in the Prince's mansion were on guard against her...

The second bullet passed through Song Tao's temple, and he also died on the spot. It was a pity that the two strongest treasures of the Song family died so confusedly, and they didn't even wake up until they died.

If it were a normal day, Zhao Fengnian would naturally nod and agree, but Ruixue was standing beside him, and she was pregnant, so he was extremely worried about letting her return to the shop by herself.

A terrifying explosion that was hard to describe blasted in the sky above. A strong pressure swept over, and the two attacks collided crazily. The powerful forces collided with each other, actually dissipating rapidly, and finally turned into nothingness.

But this unfavorable terrain could not stump the Liaodong Army. Since the Liaodong Army was famous throughout the world for its Guanning Iron Cavalry, its firearms and armor must be very numerous, so it also gained the upper hand in the exchange of fire with the rebels on the North City Wall.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Rui'er lowered her head even lower after hearing this, and her entire face was somewhat red to the point of purple. Ao Yu was not a fool; he paused and instantly thought of what was going on. He smiled awkwardly and stopped talking, and the atmosphere became dull for a time.

At this moment, the old Daoist sensed the murderous aura on Ao Yu's body and then said everything. It seems this old Daoist was also a cunning person.

—The price would naturally be lower. Because Lin Mochen had thrown all the money given by his competitors into this.

The next moment, an astonishing momentum emerged from the sky-filling mountain and river fist shadows that were wrapped. A terrifying aura was revealed, like a sword that opened the world. A huge phantom of a sharp sword appeared on the ring, fiercely slashing at the flowing sky-filling palm shadows.

The void opened, and a cocoon-like ball of light appeared. Li Zhongni was sleeping inside, his cultivation power sealed. Li Guanyu tore open the cocoon and struck in a seal.

"This... I'm afraid it's somewhat inappropriate..." Shen Muling felt it was too much trouble for Lin Jie; after all, this matter originally had nothing to do with him.

Xue Hun now didn't know why, but he suddenly thought of the Feather Emperor, this supreme being of the Desolate Domain, this mysterious, peerless powerhouse who did not appear in the world. As the ruler of the Desolate Domain, the Feather Emperor's word was law in the Desolate Domain. Once he spoke, he was the leader that ten thousand clans followed.

"Trash... can't even do a small thing! To be discovered by others so easily, what am I raising you for... Get out, get out of here immediately..." Qiao Hu was furious, and then added a few kicks.

"Are you not going to get down for me, damn it? Do you think I'm easy to bully... Don't think you're amazing just because you drive a Maybach! Those who drive Maybachs aren't even worth a fart in front of me!" He Yongming pointed at the driver and roared loudly again.

"Eh, a Level 9 Dark User, who actually angered a Level 9 Dark User to this extent? Poor person!" Fandi Ben Gaoqi looked up at the sky and said with some surprise.

Of course, the Andromeda Galaxy is extremely vast; even at the speed of the Star Shuttle, it took a full four or five days.

A figure appeared, with joy that hadn't dissipated yet remaining on his face, and also a trace of astonishment. He didn't understand, since he had clearly hit Dongyang, why did he end up dying instead?

Ximen Jing thought to himself, this old man has a loud voice and a thick face; he really has the potential to be a matchmaker. Originally, he didn't want to bother with this matter, but on second thought, "Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perseverance and application?" Since he had embarked on the path of a Spirit Language Master, contacting these things would be of great benefit to his path of cultivation.

Ximen Jing's full hatred turned into sword momentum. He stumbled in pursuit behind Yang Zhong, flipped the sword blade, and only used the back of the sword, smashing it onto his body one after another. He smashed Yang Zhong's clothes into disarray, vomiting blood, and he was about to die. ===== CHAPTER 584 =====