Chapter 657

"Where does the talk of an old friend come from? Can Madam give a hint?"

Inside the pleasure boat by the river, being watched by everyone, Ouyang Rong searched his memory but couldn't remember, so he asked politely.

Luo Niang held the pipa, half-covering her face, her smile a bit bitter:

"It's normal that the young lord didn't look sideways at that time and didn't recognize this slave. Thinking about it now, this slave was indeed insignificant that day, possessing only a bit of ridiculous pride, not worth the young lord's direct gaze."

Ouyang Rong looked at the self-mockery in a daze—

"Where does the talk of an old friend come from? Can Madam give a hint?"

Inside the pleasure boat by the river, being watched by everyone, Ouyang Rong searched his memory but couldn't remember, so he asked politely.

Luo Niang held the pipa, half-covering her face, her smile a bit bitter:

"It's normal that the young lord didn't look sideways at that time and didn't recognize this slave. Thinking about it now, this slave was indeed insignificant that day, possessing only a bit of ridiculous pride, not worth the young lord's direct gaze."

Ouyang Rong looked at the self-mockery in a daze—

"Where does the talk of an old friend come from? Can Madam give a hint?"

Inside the pleasure boat by the river, being watched by everyone, Ouyang Rong searched his memory but couldn't remember, so he asked politely.

Luo Niang held the pipa, half-covering her face, her smile a bit bitter:

"It's normal that the young lord didn't look sideways at that time and didn't recognize this slave. Thinking about it now, this slave was indeed insignificant that day, possessing only a bit of ridiculous pride, not worth the young lord's direct gaze."

Ouyang Rong looked at the self-mockery in a daze—

Because that was my true thought at that moment, even if time flowed backward, I would still make that choice at that time.

Everything was too bizarre, so much so that everyone stayed there, and no one dared to approach again.

Li Yifa was surprised again and again. You must know that alchemists and artifact refiners are extremely rare. For example, in the Nandou County where he was, in such a vast territory with countless populations, there was only one alchemist. Although that person was only at the early stage of innate, he was sought after by all major forces in Nandou County and was truly carefree.

In just half a day, Manla City fell into panic, and a large number of people flowed out of Manla City, all saying that Manla City was cursed.

It was another Flying Knife Art. The white tiger had only moved a few steps before it turned into two halves. Every time the white tiger died and was resurrected, the consumption for Yu Quan was huge. The martial qi he had just accumulated was also instantly drained.

Lu Yun smiled and nodded, then analyzed step by step. He was even more certain that the college's top management didn't understand the underground city at all, but had the purpose of using the families behind the students to pry open secrets.

Perhaps having anticipated it long ago, Xie Lanyin didn't feel any surprise at all. She put down the post and wanted to go see Xie Yan.

Unfortunately, he hadn't adjusted his thoughts yet, and the bloody teeth had already used their actions to mark his emotions. His hands trembled violently, as if showing his "swaying" mood. Murong Rourou was not excited, because his trembling hands were just on her head.

And what did Bing'er mean when she said there was some kind of powerful energy sealed in my body? What kind of inextricable connection did it have with that mysterious ancient demon-subduing person?

The surname "Xing" had disappeared in Great Gan for a long time. In the long river of time, it is said that only in the villages of the Northern Frontier did such a beautiful and rare surname circulate.

After carefully observing these people, it was found that they were all dead. Looking at the clothing and attire, they should be disciples of the demonic path, and they all died under sharp swords.

It's just that the principle is simple, easy to say, but difficult to do. Previously, because he wanted to lure out more insect and beast monsters above the fifth grade, Ye Zhuo had tried to search but couldn't find any traces. Even standing at the corresponding position in the illusion, he couldn't find a way to trigger the restriction to lure out the spiritual grass.

The Fourth Master was an old hand, skilled through practice. This set of coffin-opening procedures, which had almost been lost, was completed in less than a minute.

Zhao Ming's breathing became heavy. Wind began to blow in the sixth layer of space. A ferocious beast seemed to have come back to life in the darkness, constantly condensing, and the wind speed in the space became more and more violent, blowing his clothes to hunt.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that this young master was not a fool, but really hadn't used much silver.

"Then let Ru Shixiong punch you, and Ru Shixiong will treat you to a chicken leg, okay?" Qiu Yongshan said jokingly.

"I did it to deliberately anger you. If I went, I would die a horrible death," Zhong Jin swore hurriedly.

Some people, some words, have true feelings and real intentions. In Luo Tian's view, this is the focus of his association.

When Su Yunliang first arrived, although he feared the forces behind her, he hadn't seen them with his own eyes, so he always had a fluke mentality in his heart.

"If you encounter a puzzle, remember to use telepathy to relay the puzzle to me through Budong Tian. I will help you solve it." The speaker was the "leader" of the Dragon Head Society—the goat-bearded "Divine Dragon."