Chapter 259: Wind Whisperer

"It's too hot; even sitting under the corridor is the same."

Although she knew Tang Tang was waiting for someone, Yu Guilan still hoped she would sit in the corridor's shade.

Because the weather is too hot, sitting under this big sun will cause heatstroke.

But this little thing is extremely stubborn, and no matter what is said, she cannot hear it.

She just grins, smiling foolishly at you, making it impossible to get angry.

"Are you waiting for Brother Xiaoyong?"

"Today is my birthday?" Bai Fuqu pretended to be very surprised as she looked at Dongfang Ling; she enjoyed playing this amnesia act immensely.

Just as Yan Zhuolang was accompanying Pei Ran to eat, the hospital room door was pushed open; before long, Yang Qian walked in, with her driver behind her carrying a flower basket and fruit, looking like a visit for the sick.

"Commander Liangqiu, you flatter me; your knowledge and insight are broader than mine, so please help take a look." Wu Juan handed over the envelope in her hand.

"Alright, I promise you." Jing Beichen's stamina was always on point, and his speech remained full of vigor. He gently smelled Ke Junqiao's faint body scent in the yoga room, feeling very happy in his heart.

Glancing at the light computer on the coffee table, Liang Chen chose to use her toe to hook it over rather than her hand.

Yan Zhuolang knew Pei Ran had deliberately changed the subject just now; he had no way to deal with her and could only lift the corners of his lips slightly, looking at her with great indulgence. Fine, as long as she was happy, the rest didn't matter.

From the hazy fog area above, a loud laugh rang out; upon hearing this, Yin Feng and others suddenly froze, then as if struck by lightning, instantly snapped back to their senses, activated their full movement techniques, and all rushed toward the direction of the sound.

Before the black-clad man could react, Quan Ye had already run toward the sound source like an arrow loosed from a bow.

She couldn't wait to take a large piece of beef; before finishing it, she saw a steak, so she put down the beef in her hand and turned to take the steak instead.

Pei Ran, who had originally been somewhat bewildered, immediately understood his intention and subconsciously wanted to escape, but a timely warning from Yan Zhuolang instantly made Pei Ran lose her courage.

"It is also possible that this world doesn't need a system; everything relies on luck and such; this situation does exist, like in Dou X something something." After a hiccup, Gu Hua continued speaking.

Moreover, since the Xuantian Dazun personally appeared, it is expected that the culprit will be easily captured, the criminal executed on the spot, which also saves us from causing more trouble.

Ye Tian understood the concerns and worries in Nangong Wu's heart; a family persecuted for many years, struggling overseas to build such a huge enterprise. It is normal to have concerns and worries about the domestic political situation; only by truly sitting down and talking can the Nangong family's concerns be resolved.

"In this world, only your soul is relatively stable; as for the second question, our organization welcomes all races to join." Gu Hua said silently.

If Sam hadn't committed a series of unforgivable mistakes, this invisible person who had always been following behind wouldn't know when he could step forward into the spotlight.

Ye Tian slapped his storage bag, holding the Profound Refined Cold Iron in hand; his divine sense captured the trajectory of the black poison sword attacking, and he forcefully smashed the Profound Refined Cold Iron out.

Another claw smashed down; Shen Shi crouched to dodge. Just as he wanted to counterattack, a sharp pain surged in his chest; one of the five claws had pierced him. This caused his attacking motion to pause momentarily.

Sure enough, Shen Yuejiao hadn't thought that much. Seeing such a fine horse given to her, she smiled until her eyes disappeared.

Ye Tian pointed to the sky gradually brightening outside: "Don't you want to breathe air freely like a normal person, without having to live in fear, worrying that the organization will come looking for you one day?" This sentence seemed to touch something deep inside Ah Mei's heart that she longed for.

And then. Yin Rourou's soft Kunlun Mirror, like ethereal clouds and mist, transformed into part of the inspiration; directly subconsciously retracted into the inspiration by Han Dong, it was received inside his mind.