Chapter 448: Meng Yi: Gentlemen, would you like to swim in a cesspool?

"Ah ah ah! Misfortune!!"

The hedgehog-headed boy let out a marmot's scream. His life was like walking on thin ice, and he could be called a jinx incarnate.

All his own luck was wiped out by this ghostly thing "God-Purifying Demon-Slayer," and his existence, washed into a blank slate, would attract demons and monsters to approach, forming a vortex unconsciously and affecting more and more individuals.

From a macro perspective, Kamijou Touma, whether it was the "Primordial Individual" or the "Derivative Individual," was...

When they returned to Yunling Village, it was already 3:00 PM. The men of the Zhao family, as well as Lin Qiulian, had already been directed by Old Man Wei and Old Man Qin to lay them to rest.

The Golden Head was originally a zombie, so the pain suffered from practicing the Daluo Immortal Dao was far less than that of a mortal. Coupled with the Golden Head's not-so-bright brain, it would indeed take some time. During this period, Old Man Tian's ears would naturally be much quieter. Everything was within Old Man Tian's expectations.

Zhao Tieshu was also shocked. He couldn't care about bargaining with his brothers anymore, promised to give them 200,000 each, hurriedly resolved the Zhao family's first internal strife, and then took Dahu and Erhu to find Lin Qiulian.

Sitting in the car, I always felt a faint chill coming, vaguely feeling a trace of weirdness. I looked at the back of the car several times, and except for two snake-skin bags, there was nothing?

"What?" Wang Xiaoting screamed, "Putting her own life in the hands of these few people she wasn't familiar with made her brain feel a sense of ischemia instantly." Looking at Bai Qingshan indignantly, her eyes were full of resentment.

At this moment, Zhao Tianyu finally saw the fat man's appearance clearly. His square face was full of fat, he wore a pair of retro round myopia glasses, and he combed a center-parted hairstyle, his head covered with hair gel, looking oily and shiny.

Mo Lingtian nodded. It seems that Mo Li's illness flared up this time because he didn't take his medicine in time. It seems that he should urge Mo Li to take his medicine every day in the future. It's just that he had been a bit unkind to Mo Li recently.

This coldness suddenly emerged, making me shiver uncontrollably. It was different from the coldness of that kind of fierce ghost; it should be the reason inside the ice gate under my feet.

Cen An's life or death was unknown, Zhen Ai must hate him to the bone, and Lu Jinchuan was a wife-doting man, so he naturally wouldn't sit idly by.

The Blood Fiend Sword struck again. A sword light flashed, and an incomparably powerful pressure made the Chen brothers retreat repeatedly, their flying swords trembling incessantly.

Then Mu Jie'ao gradually let his 'kiss' fall onto her neck, taking the opportunity to take off Huangfu Bei'er's loose coat, and fine, fragmented 'kisses' fell on her 'sexy' collarbone.

By the time Huangfu Bei'er came to her senses, she found that Mu Jie'ao, who had been sitting opposite her, was gone.

Listening to the two of them discussing quite seriously how to look after the child and how to divide the work, Xiao Chen had a headache.

In addition, that Mu Qingcong raised a private army of 800 county and township-level soldiers. Maybe it could work against some ordinary people, but if he wanted to use it to compete with Zhang Lizhen, then the author can only let out a 'hehe' here.

Moreover, her Evil King came to the grand feast specifically to support her own girl. How could he look for trouble? Wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

Si Guya smiled. Although it looked like a joke, the envy was undisguised. He really envied Chu Chen for taking in such a good apprentice as Li Yan.

Xia Chenxuan hurriedly ran over to hug her and come out, arriving outside the cinema. He put her down. An Yirou's feet touched the ground, but her hands tightly grabbed Xia Chenxuan's arm, the terror on her face not yet dissipated.

Qingwu above was even more shocked, because if this was truly Ming Luo's real strength, then it might be more terrifying than Uncle White-Clothed's internal energy. ===== CHAPTER 449 =====