Chapter 811: 159. Mr. Sun, the Compassionate

159. Mr. Sun, the Compassionate

Inside the water prison.

Just when Sun the Old Daoist and the fat old monk thought Ouyang Rong was preparing to slip away.

Ouyang Rong suddenly carried Sun the Old Daoist's food box and walked toward the neighboring C-sized cell.

At the water curtain gate of Cell C, a food box had just been pushed out, waiting to be collected.

The vegetarian meal belonging to the pale young man had already been finished.

After Ouyang Rong first took out this food box, he did not leave as usual, but his behavior was somewhat strange—

Inside the water prison.

Just when Sun the Old Daoist and the fat old monk thought Ouyang Rong was preparing to slip away.

Ouyang Rong suddenly carried Sun the Old Daoist's food box and walked toward the neighboring C-sized cell.

At the water curtain gate of Cell C, a food box had just been pushed out, waiting to be collected.

The vegetarian meal belonging to the pale young man had already been finished.

After Ouyang Rong first took out this food box, he did not leave as usual, but his behavior was somewhat strange—

"Sigh." Yang Tian squatted at the threshold holding a jade tablet; the previous jade tablet had shattered during the battle with the Nether Prison Butterfly, and this one was a newly issued jade tablet from the academy.

Such blunt mockery immediately drew sneers from the wealthy people present, their sharp gazes scraping across the faces of the three; even Ruan Yu felt a bit ashamed, and if Jiang Kun hadn't been holding her, she would have run away long ago.

Located in the lower abdomen of Europe, it directly strangles the throat of the Black Sea and the Mediterranean; its strategic position is naturally very important. At the same time, there are many ethnic groups here, and it is very complex, with diverse religions. Since the 14th century, this has been the great powder keg of Europe, capable of triggering a great melee at any time.

"But Yinshuang's great revenge has not been avenged, I am not reconciled," the evening glow in the sky gradually receded, stretching the person's figure long; Yinshuang bit her lips tightly, her slender and soft body appearing so thin.

Under the combined strike of Xiao Rang and the Emperor, the bow and arrow were deflected, and Xiao Rang and the Emperor were also knocked flying several dozen zhang away. Both held their breath, their internal blood and Qi churning, nearly spitting out blood.

"Clang!" Mother Jiang, who was busy in the kitchen, immediately dropped the spatula in her hand in a panic upon hearing Li Ningyu's answer, and then she anxiously began to tidy up. However, just at this moment, the outer door was opened, and then a young man appeared before Li Ningyu.

"Why do you keep looking at the time?" When Er Ya was telling me, I saw her raise her hand to check her watch multiple times; at this moment, I couldn't help but feel puzzled.

"Whoosh!" A sound of breaking air rang out; Yang Tian hurriedly looked behind him, only to see a black dot approaching at high speed. Yang Tian frowned at first, but before long it turned into astonishment, because that figure was actually Mu Yue's.

Yu Fei's face was incomparably calm as he began to silently circulate the energy within his body to stabilize Shen Jiaojiao's injuries.

The Grand Competition is hosted by the two sects in turn; this time it is the turn of the Lingxiao Palace. Three years later, the Grand Competition between the two sects will be held on the plaza of Qingshui Peak. And this year will be the busiest year for Lingxiao Palace.

Seeing no hope of boarding the ship, the two teams of contestants did not hesitate to aim their guns at Wu Jin, who was still clawing at the wall. However, Wei Shi did not let his fingers leave the string, firing in rapid succession, forcibly leaving a buffer time for Wu Jin to descend safely.

While he was lost in thought, Qin Mozhang pushed the door open and entered, only to see Lin Cha staring at the ceiling with a flushed face.

Song Sisi told her that after she left last night, the Mo family's birthday banquet proceeded as usual, but until the banquet ended, the atmosphere remained eerily oppressive. That night, Ji Shu called the family doctor and shut Mo Lianghong out of the door.

Afterward, a flash of colorful rosy light appeared, and it flew back onto the shoulder of the tea-drinking youth, closing its eyes to rest, not moving at all.

Jack looked at Brother Xiao and suddenly felt that if he had truly loved Aili for so many years, his greatest enemy should be him; after all, he was the only one who had seen what Aili looked like when she ate and hadn't been scared away. After all, like him, even if he were an invisible billionaire who could earn a lot of money, he wouldn't be able to afford to raise her.

Seeing her like this, Qin Mozhang hooked his lips helplessly and directly picked up a chicken leg for her.

Others are born like demons; Yi Guzhe and Yi Luoyan are not bad either. Being able to get some benefits when going out is convenient.

Especially under the eyes of everyone, it couldn't be hidden even if they wanted to. Everyone saw it, and this was too embarrassing; how could the sect they belonged to face this? ===== CHAPTER 812 =====