Chapter 490: Super Male Sister vs. Expert Sister, Terrifying Foundation

"Ms. Firefly, welcome."

A certain sub-consciousness of the Red Queen turned from virtual to real, and her calm voice disrupted Prison Ying's wild thoughts.

As the housekeeper of the "Infinite True Realm Faction," the Red Queen had dealt with Firefly many times.

"What's going on?"

Seeing a friend with whom she had a good relationship appear, Firefly finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Even if the various monsters and ghosts just now had good intentions toward Prison Ying, their life levels were ultimately—

There were maids, but as for nannies, thinking about it now, if they were found temporarily, she didn't know if they would be attentive or if they could be trusted, so she simply let Dongfang Ye prepare them.

This spicy beef was made by mixing problematic fish demon meat, but apart from Douzi, no one else knew this. It is said that eating this special spicy beef is very popular in the waters.

Because they were going abroad to participate in Cannes, many people knew the news. Haisong also knew that there were people everywhere, but perhaps because of the bold behavior at the Weixia Charity Gala last time, expressing emotions in front of outsiders was no longer so difficult for him.

"Brother Wei, can you stop talking like that! I came to you for something. Let's go in and talk." Qiao Zhihan glared at him somewhat helplessly. She wasn't angry because she knew that Brother Wei was just annoying in his speech, but he was actually really good to her.

Ji Jida took it and swallowed one directly. If he didn't eat anything, Ji Jida would probably be starved to death, and the process of tempering his tendons and bones in the first three days had also refined all the stock in Ji Jida's body completely.

She discovered that whenever Xi Yu lowered his status and coaxed her regardless of his face, she was unable to refuse from the depths of her soul. Soft-hearted, she stopped struggling and let Xi Yu embrace her in front of him again, only that hot chest felt like it carried flames, burning her whole body until she couldn't help but feel hot, blushing all the way to her ears.

"I don't raise lazy people here. You've been eating and living for free for more than a month. If you want money, you have to work!" Ji Jida said in a businesslike manner.

This move was the Star-Plucking Hand from later martial arts; it sounded nice, but it was actually just some petty theft.

The others no longer asked anything and flew back as well, for no other reason than that the rebel army had just been established, and someone had come to find trouble. This was no longer a simple matter of chasing "Shengge Zuimengjian," but a matter of the rebel army's face.

The moment Dr. Qiang got into the car, Zhao Xin suddenly thought of something; he scraped his backhand, tore off the broken skin, and handed it to Dr. Qiang.

Li Yunzi had done so much for the people of the Ancestral Dragon City-State over the years and had worried about the survival of the city-state where she grew up for so long; she should also relax and take a look at the wider world.

Those about to leave the school gate were all high school seniors getting out of school at this time. In the entire grade group, who didn't know about the grudge between Lin Li Li and Ye Zhixing? It had been going on from freshman year to senior year.

"Young Master can only use concealment techniques on this lotus pond; he can't use anything else," Wangsheng explained.

This man had a crew cut, was about 30 years old, handsome, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and the one-foot-long deep scar on his left face actually had a unique charm. He was about 180 cm tall, sturdy, and looked both tough and handsome.

Chu Qing blocked her head with his hand, "Don't lick it, who knows if it's poisonous." Chu Qing looked at his wound again; the wound was slightly red and swollen.

Retiring from Mingyuanzhai, An Qingfeng, maintaining a respectful face, slowly closed the door.

Everyone was greatly surprised, not expecting the author of this poem to be a teenager, and all began to ponder which Wang family descendant it was.

Today was indeed not a good day. As soon as he went out, he blew up his own roof, lost his hat on the way, and when blowing up a mountain top, he could even blow up a person. Now it was fine; he directly crashed into a building. It was simply extremely unlucky. ===== CHAPTER 491 =====