Chapter 842: 191. A Warm Embrace

191. A Warm Embrace

So, the matter of seeking a prescription for the wasting-thirst disease was, the more it was dragged out, the more advantageous it was for Ouyang Rong.

Because he served as the sole communication channel between Old Daoist Sun and Chen Jiayuan.

As long as he used his brain, there was actually a lot of room for maneuvering, utilizing the information gap to secure some kind of benefit.

Ouyang Rong pondered the entire way back to his own courtyard.

Arriving outside the courtyard gate, Ouyang Rong only then suddenly snapped back to his senses; he had already arrived.

As a result, he

So, the matter of seeking a prescription for the wasting-thirst disease was, the more it was dragged out, the more advantageous it was for Ouyang Rong.

Because he served as the sole communication channel between Old Daoist Sun and Chen Jiayuan.

As long as he used his brain, there was actually a lot of room for maneuvering, utilizing the information gap to secure some kind of benefit.

Ouyang Rong pondered the entire way back to his own courtyard.

Arriving outside the courtyard gate, Ouyang Rong only then suddenly snapped back to his senses; he had already arrived.

As a result, he raised his head.

Suddenly, Mo Wanli's earlobes twitched slightly, and she heard the sound of horse hooves not far to the front right. She immediately flipped off her horse, tied it to the side, and climbed up herself, hiding behind a cluster of bushes to listen intently.

"Hmph, only he is allowed to have good talent, but I'm not?" Mo Xingchen's arrogant appearance was truly a match for Fan Tianluo.

Who knew Er Mao would shake so violently; even though Shen Muyu used all his strength, he was almost thrown off. Having no other choice, Shen Muyu had to lie flat on Er Mao's back, his entire body adhering to Er Mao's back.

After playing around for an entire afternoon, Duo'er fell into a deep sleep as soon as she finished dinner, and the room was naturally Bi'er's. This was the result of the two of them discussing it; Gu Han had no right to interject in the middle, and even if he did, he would be directly ignored by the two of them.

"This is all because this subordinate was momentarily unobservant, giving those few disciples of the Giant Tyrant Demon Cave an opportunity; it is my fault." The red-haired demon cultivator said, feeling extremely guilty, but in front of Hun Shi, he would be punished sooner or later; he knew this better than anyone.

"Eh, where is the person?" Seeing that Mo Yang's figure was no longer in the living room, and only seeing clothes all over the floor, Wu Qimeng couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled, slowly walking toward her own bedroom.

The battle between the two men started silently; the entire Milan became their battlefield, fighting because of love.

Yuan Xiucheng wanted to stop him, but before the words could even leave his mouth, Liu Sheng had already smelled the scent of flesh and blood. His body lunged forward violently; although Xu Han retracted his hand in time, his fingertips still couldn't avoid being scratched by Liu Sheng's sharp fangs, and fresh blood spilled everywhere.

"Huaiyu thinks the same as this General; Lu Bu might indeed have crossed the river from Puban Ferry!" Hua Xiong felt that Xu Rong was worthy of being a talented general; his analysis of the situation was very logical.

Feng Qiqi followed Jun Mo Li off the carriage. She raised her head and took a deep breath; even the air outside was fresher than that of the Li Wang Fu.

"Beast, move aside, or this old man will burn you into powder!" Huo Yanzi had no interest in seeing what the Chi Dragon looked like and let out a roar.

With thirty-five miles left until Bianliang City, Nie Junhuai realized that Duan Shoutian was going to be serious. And looking at the whole world, there was only one person who could make him so focused.

Chen Meina knew that this burly man was not here with good intentions and was not someone that the skinny man and the fatty could handle.

Jia Xu, Duan Wei, and a group of other generals also keenly noticed Hua Xiong's expression, but since the law does not punish the masses, they were also unsure if Hua Xiong would let these thirty-two soldiers go. After all, it was the first day of roll call, and it was understandable that some people hadn't adapted yet.

With neighbors surrounding them, at the clear sentence "old man with one foot in the grave," Squire Xu was so angry that he clutched his chest and collapsed to the ground. The servants of the Xu Fu were in a flurry of panic and rescue, while the gentry of Erlangshan County watched with great interest, all waiting to see how Squire Xu's joke would end.

Immediately, Jun Mo Li mounted the warhorse at the Fu and galloped toward the direction of the Yi Wang Fu. Halfway there, Jun Mo Li suddenly remembered that Jun Chuyou was still in the palace, waiting to attend the evening banquet. Since Jun Chuyou hadn't returned to the Yi Wang Fu, how could Feng Qiqi go?

If he were strong enough, if his military strength far exceeded others, would they still dare to come and provoke him?

"Lead a large group of people to attack the Lu family courtyard!" Seeing these words for the first time, Lu Shuangyang was also very shocked. Is the head of the Liang family trying to perish together? ===== CHAPTER 843 =====