Chapter 380: Settling down

As a boss.

One should try out the new company's new facilities.

After a trial, Li Luo lay contentedly in the large circular bathtub, letting the water splash on him. Sunlight shone in from the large window, falling on the wine in the glass.

Making its color even more crimson.

Outside the window.

Was a tall ginkgo tree.

Further away were extremely tall factory buildings, on the side...

This person was a poisonous snake that didn't spit out its tongue, and he lived up to his name. Even if he didn't speak, the feeling of doing whatever he wanted was released naturally.

Long Qilin stood on the platform, watching the hundreds of people below with a serious expression. After a night of practice, Long Qilin could already control the Nine True Dragon Flames in the Reincarnation Nine Dragon Palace. Indeed, Long Qilin could now control two types of Nine Long Qi: the red Taotie Qi and the orange Pixiu Qi.

"Do you know that in the Spirit Realm, there is a special phrase for the Three-Foot Profound Light Umbrella? Three-Foot Profound Light Umbrella, umbrella opens... world destroyed!" Huangquan Demon Saint said with a heavy tone.

"But I failed you. If there is an afterlife, please let me redeem the mistakes of this life..." Ye Qingcheng held his beloved wife's hand tightly. If there is an afterlife, I would rather you fail me than ever fail you again.

"He is the same kind of person as Senior Sister. It is I who failed them." A sob appeared in Ji Mo's tone.

Liancheng Yanchi sighed on the side. This was also his thought. He still couldn't rest assured about the one he raised.

A big business deal with a local dialect exploded in Bu Fan's ear, making Bu Fan unable to help but hold the phone further away. MMP, having a speaker that is too awesome isn't a good thing. It's like having the speakerphone on.

Zongzheng Baili felt an uncontrollable ecstasy in his heart for a moment. Without even looking at the gatekeeper, he entered the mansion gate unimpeded.

Although Bu Fan was Old Master Lin's god-grandson, he was spoiled by Old Master Lin, and his status was not inferior to Lin Zhan's. Because of some relationships, it might even be higher than Lin Zhan's.

Since they separated in 2009, the communication methods of the Internet had successively experienced the rise of Weibo and WeChat. She guessed he probably had related accounts too.

Sitting in the tent were 12 men, the 12 warriors with the most prestige under the Barbarian Spirit King and the High Priest.

Hearing the invitation to the Immortal Gate from the burly man, Si Dao couldn't help but laugh. In his memory, this was already the third time Liu Yuanjin had received an invitation to the Immortal Gate.

Sure enough, ten minutes later, wild cats scurried up the steps of the hillside one after another. They saw Jiang Ming, and although they hated him to the bone, they were afraid and didn't dare to move forward, hiding on the edge of the cliff and watching him nervously.

When Zhuang Jianze arrived at Wind Island, Si Dao was lying on the ground in a coma. Beside him were two Tianchan disciples. None of the three were in life-threatening danger, just unconscious.

"Then... coming over two days a week is still okay, right?" He reached behind his back, grabbed her hand, and moved it down, stopping only when it reached the back pocket of her jeans.

The imprint of a punch, domineering and incomparable, instantly shattered the Refining Immortal Pot evolved by Kundi; the momentum of the punch didn't stop, directly hitting Kundi and punching a huge blood hole in his indestructible body.

Ling Feng lay on the bed, his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his mind recalling the thoughts just now. Was he on a whim? Gradually, Ling Feng's eyelids couldn't hold on, so he fell asleep.

"Buzz—" A buzzing sound that made everyone feel ear pain suddenly resounded. Dazzling golden light mist exploded, stirring up layers of golden air waves.

She also turned to look at him. If it weren't for the age gap between them, she would have been captivated by the starlight in his eyes.

Jian Wuchen and He Xueyi also said goodbye to Feng Xiaoxiao and went down the mountain along a road behind the mountain. ===== CHAPTER 381 =====