Chapter 200: A Family of Three

Ruan Hongzhuang had a dream last night; the dream was not complicated.

Her grandmother went to meet a white-haired old man, smiling and calling him Little Junior Brother.

Of course, Little Junior Brother could not see her, but she stayed by Little Junior Brother's side, accompanying him while he studied, watching him play chess and paint, planting flowers together in the courtyard, and strolling with him in the park.

It looked wrong in every way, but Ruan Hongzhuang thought it was just a rather absurd dream, so she paid it no mind.

Ye Xueli, standing nearby, was dazed for a moment, then, as if remembering something, also walked up to the middle-aged man and said respectfully.

"What? Our Murong family's Ancestor came to hunt you down?" Murong Xi's face changed instantly, and he cried out in shock.

In the end, it was because Cheng Xiuyi, even while fishing for information, had a purpose solely for Lin Anan's good.

The speaker's name was Mu Cheng, grandson of the Dean of the Inner Court of Jiuzhou Academy; after hearing him say this, the other Jiuzhou disciples also spoke up one after another.

From beginning to end, Xu Jian never once looked at me properly; the only glance he cast my way was full of contempt and mockery, as if looking at a dog.

The others were also filled with doubt and alarm; they knew that these two pairs of men in sunglasses, guarding the entrance, were surely waiting for someone.

Once he reached the Foundation Establishment stage, Duan Mo felt he would no longer need sleep; cultivating cultivation until late every night would have little effect on his body.

Having been in this world for over two months, he had not stagnated; supported by a large amount of Spirit Crystals, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage.

"How exactly to borrow?" Linghu Hao was indeed tempted; without the Spirit Moon Immortal, there was no such thing as Spirit Stones falling from the sky.

Chen Donglai, with his eyes closed, suddenly frowned, reached out to the table beside the sofa, picked up the mobile phone lying on the table, and then opened his eyes.

Upon sensing the strong light of the flashlight, these snakes immediately became alert; every single one raised its head, ready to attack any intruder at any moment, yet none ever left the third cave.

Then I laughed; I laughed at Ah Dai's use of the idiom, which was so masterful that even "pouring down a thousand li" could be used this way.

"Well, that's a long story." I had just sat down in the pavilion and was about to explain when hurried footsteps came from outside the door; I raised my head to look outside as the door was burst open by a tremendous force.

One Dao Qianjun was already enough to make them tremble with fear; inside there was also the legendary figure Chen Fei—how could this not make them nervous?

Jin Yutang, who had originally been arrogant and domineering, saw his sky-high battle will extinguished instantly, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on a raging fire. That golden light pillar also vanished instantly, as if it had never appeared.

They did not arrive at the main camp together with the first batch of forty thousand Northern Army troops; rather, when I led my troops to the border, these young masters of the noble families were secretly slipped into the army by their fathers, hoping to make the cooked rice irreversible.

"Get lost!" Under Luo Ran's roar, even the Demon-Binding Divine Vines that bound the light cocoon trembled continuously. The entire Heavenly Prison shook because of it, and stones occasionally rolled down.

"What is there that you don't know? It's all your fault! If you hadn't insisted on playing all afternoon, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation!" After speaking, I looked out the window and waited for a long time, but heard no reply from Chen Yinyin. Turning back, I found her looking down with her lips pouted, wearing an aggrieved expression.

Zhou Liang had spotted them the moment Cao Cao and Liu Bei arrived; there was no other reason—Cao Cao and Liu Bei's eyes were too aggressive. Even though Zhou Liang had not seen what those two old rascals were doing behind his back, he still felt a chill crawling up his spine.

Although his strength could be considered mid-tier here, and even among all the newborns across the entire continent he could be called a genius, compared to a powerhouse like Wang Li, his chances of victory would undoubtedly drop to a level so low it could be ignored.