Chapter 240: The origin of Old Man Huang's dark history, I want to see blood flow like a river!

The maid outfit Meng Yi made is not just a maid outfit. It looks like women's clothing, but it is actually a skin suit.

The relevant technical ideas come from the skin suit technology of 【Skin Suit Man-Li Lin】.

As long as Old Man Huang puts on women's clothing, there will be another layer of graceful, charming, and moving bunny girl skin suit outside his golden big guy skin suit, and his gender will also change from male to female.

If Meng Yi wanted to, he could dress Huang Pizi up as a 1.2-meter-tall + white-haired red-eyed female brat; Qing—

Wen Daya agreed and went to prepare. Chen Nian washed up and then fell into a deep sleep. Unexpectedly, just as the sky was bright the next day, a messenger came in a hurry to report that a group of people had come from the north, about several hundred, and collided with He Ze's vanguard cavalry, and the two sides started fighting.

Xiru still wanted to speak, but looking at Shangguan Ao's attitude just now, and his language at this time, humph, Yang Shimin was dead. Her hand hurt, so she wouldn't bother.

In the main hall, Old General Murong and the more than ten Murong disciples serving in the army he brought with him were lying on the ground with weak limbs. The clan leader's son was pulling a general's hand and pressing it onto a piece of white silk.

Cowering in Liuguang's arms, Rose suddenly discovered that Liuguang was actually right. Back then in Chiyan, in Shihu, in Linxiang, and in Chaoyun, if it weren't for her deliberate concealment, many things shouldn't have developed like this.

Chen Nian didn't expect him to suddenly confess his feelings to her. Even if she had known his feelings for her before, facing it face-to-face like this, she still didn't know how to respond for a while, and couldn't help but blush with embarrassment.

He suddenly sincerely didn't want to live anymore. Ten years of life and death are vast and boundless; had she been waiting for him at the Naihe Bridge?

Today's banquet was only to welcome Ming Lie, and the identities of Rose and Xuan Keqing were not introduced, just treated as Ming Lie's friends.

This is the execution ground of Silver Wing. These obelisks are like evil curses, suppressing the souls here, not letting them ascend to heaven, not letting them reincarnate, and making them suffer boundless pain.

Shang Yihen could have shot Xu Yunlong's hand, but he didn't. He knew there was such an expert in the car. At this time, he wanted to compete with Xu Yunlong to see who was more powerful.

The carriage was still large and comfortable, but the exterior was low-key and simple. Driving the carriage were two very young men, handsome and delicate, both dressed as servants. At this time, they were arguing about something.

Finally, the Prison Fire Phoenix finally collapsed weakly on Wei Feng's body. The phoenix that appeared illusory on her body seemed to have been replenished with endless energy because of this fierce and stimulating battle. It looked even more shimmering.

Hearing Chang Zhengde's instructions, Gong Xuehua nodded and replied: "I know! You go back to the bureau immediately to arrange people. As for other things, wait until Zhen'er gets to you." Saying that, she hurriedly walked out of the private room.

In front of Taishui, a guy who possesses pre-war biological knowledge, even the rarest biological problem will probably be seen through at a glance.

If the Niwan Palace cannot be guarded, it cannot block the invasion of Jade Sanren's divine sense. This wisp of divine sense penetrates in, manifesting externally as the sound of yellow bells and great chimes, shaking the soul, ensuring that Li Xun cannot control his mind.

This projection is different from a clone. A projection is like a demon's shadow in the main material plane, possessing part of the body's wisdom and strength. In general, it is a relatively independent existence.

The middle of the triangle is hollow, as if through it, one can see some different things.

Ye Feng looked slowly, looked at the opponent's fullback evilly, and his movements were very similar to Boschat's. The opponent's fullback's face was very ugly. They knew that Ye Feng's inner-arc free kick was very powerful, with a scoring rate as high as 50%, which meant there was a 50% chance of scoring.

At 4:15 in the morning, the moon had set, and the earth was about to fall back into boundless darkness. The area covered with broken deep trenches was no longer suitable for traveling. ===== CHAPTER 241 =====