Chapter 303: Tang Tang's Origins

"Actually, I came this time because there's something I want to tell Uncle Xu."

Shen Siyuan walked up to Xu Liangyou, without playing any guessing games.

"What is it?" Xu Liangyou was a little curious.

Then he handed him a stool, letting him sit down and take his time.

"I had someone find news about Tang Tang's mother."

Xu Liangyou froze for a moment upon hearing this, then said happily: "That's good news."

"Sigh, not necessarily good news."

After witnessing the scene just now, some girls who prided themselves on being clever immediately caught on, and in their hearts confirmed the tall, rich, and handsome identity of a certain guy—that was the first thing.

Liang Shan was rather surprised when he heard it, thinking an American wouldn't be unable to produce even two hundred thousand. But he didn't realize that what Lin Li said was US dollars.

Tang Zhihai heard everyone arguing over how to handle the talismans, waved his hand, and settled the matter one by one.

None of the three paid attention to when the lawyer left; their attention all fell on the letter. These were Old Zheng's final words. Han Wei finally regained a sliver of energy, wanting to know what last words Old Zheng had left. If there were any regrets, he would definitely help him fulfill them.

Moreover, what he worried most about now was that if the poison on Long Yin's body was removed by Jun Qiluo, things wouldn't be so wonderful! Compared to that, the War King's messy affairs were all negligible to him.

Han Wei, who was asleep, sensed the bed shaking, and immediately heard the roar of machinery. Han Wei thought of something, suddenly flipped over and got up, heading straight for the ancestral grave.

It seemed the spirit stone wasn't something just anyone could touch. Han Wei couldn't help but think of Lin Xue—exactly what was different about her body from ordinary people, that the spirit stone would only make her excited.

Under these circumstances, it was convenient for them to clear Koga and the others, and at the same time, they could use this moment to strike at political opponents.

But that was also impossible. Judging by a snake's nature, although he wasn't as easy to provoke as a weasel, once one provoked the Snake Immortal, the revenge he brought was also very heavy, because the further a snake cultivated, the more violent its temperament became, and it could even contend with a dragon.

After he entered the black hole, Meng Xun followed closely behind. After the two entered the black hole, the black holes gradually merged, until finally the space completely recovered.

Yet the three, fearing that within the "Blood Floating Pagoda" there wasn't enough power to suppress, flew into the "Blood Floating Pagoda" to serve as weapon spirits, to contend with Ying Wudi.

"What?" Dong Li turned his head, looked at that head of loose long hair, and asked very calmly.

Bai Li Cangming, on the other hand, blocked in front of Qin Su Su, using the sword he wore on his person to fend off the arrows coming at him. He didn't know why at this moment he would go protect her.

"Brother, what exactly happened." Mu Wanqing looked at his distracted appearance and knew something major had happened. Mu Yixu being able to enter the palace to save her, and still being able to sit here with her without fleeing, meant something must have happened.

Xiao Luo fell silent, did not speak, but his pupils rapidly spun in their sockets, scanning this world being swiftly dyed by mountains and rivers in ink wash, guessing in his heart that that fan was absolutely no ordinary magic treasure, and might even have approached the edge of an immortal-god artifact.

Although he had said Gui'er was just an ordinary friend of his, could an ordinary friend be bullied like this? Was Chen Shichang blind? Couldn't he tell that he, Gui'er, and Yan Shenwu were tightly bound as one?

? "I won't disband the Green Gang, but I also won't stand by and watch you suppress it. This is my opinion, what do you think?" Du Yuesheng sat down beside Chiang Kai-shek. Looking at his expression, it really seemed like he was properly discussing things with Chiang Kai-shek, not a trace of gunpowder in the air.

Ji Yuchen looked at the blood lotus. Three enormous leaves swayed in the wind, but the fourth leaf—he hadn't even seen a bud.