Chapter 390: Han Xiao's Defense Broken, Hellish Start (2/3)

"Yo, isn't this Xianmo Weiyang's friend? What's the matter, finished with the big event?"

Yuan Lin, draped in dragon-scale armor, with thorns of a crown on his head, and black and white hair scattered, greeted them with a smile. His failure to stand up showed not a shred of sincerity, only perfunctoriness.

"What is Fellow Daoist Yuan Lin talking about? Xianmo Weiyang is dull-witted and cannot understand this gibberish."

Meng Yi, possessed by the acting skills of a Best Actor, spoke and laughed calmly, quite like "Let him be strong, the clear breeze brushes the mountain ridge; let him be horizontal..."

However, this smile contained "killing intent," the "killing intent" of wanting to press Lan Xiaoyu to the ground and give him a good rubbing.

Jiang Xi lay by the bedside, examining his current appearance, and couldn't help but sigh. His eyelashes were very long, so long that Jiang Xi couldn't help but want to blow on them. By the time she reacted, Jiang Xi had already begun to carry out this action she usually didn't dare to do.

She had just put down a dish when she looked up and was stunned to see the injury on Xiao Siyu's face. Logically, with his excellent martial arts, who could easily get close to him? Yet he was not lightly injured. His face and the corners of his lips were bruised, and especially on his forehead, there was a cut, and bloodstains were mottled on his cheeks, yet he didn't clean them.

As for Lü Jing, after getting into the taxi, thinking of this man she had loved for so many years, and that from now on there would be no more connection, her tears couldn't help but fall down.

Before the flood in her hometown, her family was also like this—poor but tidy, even the old wooden clothing chest placed at the head of the bed was very similar. Her gaze moved from the chest to the face of the sleeping Xiao Siyu on the bed. Under the candlelight, his face revealed a hazy beauty, his eyes closed in peace, without the usual murderous aura, which was surprisingly attractive.

Now that she had seen her, the previous thoughts were gone; she just felt that she should look like this, she should be like this.

The Cao woman chattered excitedly without end, but Jiang Xi felt as if she were facing a great enemy and turned to flee, but she couldn't handle the Cao woman's fat and strength, and was dragged to the main hall. She had originally thought that the person coming was likely Deaf Pigeon, who would draw a sword to kill after asking questions, but she hadn't expected that the official sitting on the high seat in the main hall, supporting his chin with one hand, was actually Xiao Siyu.

As for her own side, a dignified Chief Assistant inviting you to dinner, picking food for you, and patiently explaining to you, was enough to make up for the regret of failure, right?

For the final score assessment, the score given by that customer would account for 40% of the total grade, and the scores given by the other six professional teachers would each account for 10%.

Just as they were talking, they saw a drone fly overhead, with a red banner tied underneath, on which were written the big characters: "Furong, I love you—Su Ze."

She said this sentence to herself, her gaze never leaving the car that was driving away. She looked intently, as if she wanted to melt that car into her eyes, and as if her soul were also following that car.

Guan Bing truthfully poured out everything about how he had been making things difficult for Yang Feng these past two days, how he had angered Xun Dongqi, and how the two of them had joined forces to exploit the joint defense team members, causing Feng Qiong, the hooligan leader of the pedestrian street, to dare to oppose the joint defense team members.

Hearing this, Ling Xiao's expression changed slightly. Since the appearance of this Young Master of the Assassination Hall, he had sensed that these people's target was Yi Qiu.

Perhaps it was her peculiar appearance that caught Li Yunxiang's attention. Li Yunxiang also looked at her several times, and just like me back then, followed the direction of his eyes and looked behind him involuntarily. It seems this situation is truly a conditioned reflex of normal people.

And not far away, a huge stone coffin was emitting a faint green light, appearing eerie and inexplicable.

Seeing this scene, everyone was dumbfounded. No one had expected that a wisp of Night Rakshasa's remnant soul was hidden inside this sword.

Liu Xinghan was furious, but there was nothing he could do, because the Holy Power in his body was indeed running low.

"The news that the Lin Group has officially appointed Zhang Shunfeng as president has appeared on the news headlines, and the president's scandal with Liang Xiaoyou has appeared on today's entertainment headlines." Leng Feng's brows were locked, holding the newspaper, his eyes filled with resentment as he glared at Liang Xiaoyou in the newspaper. ### CHAPTER 391