Chapter 447: The Zhou Family

Zhou Zhou Guicheng rushed to the town hospital the next morning after knowing about the Mu family's affairs.

"Uncle Mu, how can you be so muddled? If you die, how can you face Mu Feiyan?" Zhou Zhou Guicheng said with heartache.

Old Mu had already broken his fever at this time, drank a bowl of porridge in the morning, and was much better.

He looked at Zhou Zhou Guicheng, who had a face full of grief in front of him, and revealed a smile.

"Your aunt has also left; what's the point of me living?"

Therefore, to resist the attack of the black thunder, they must rely on themselves. Luo Ping had experienced the Nine-Nine World-Extinguishing Black Thunder Tribulation and had also refined black thunder, so he naturally knew that resisting black thunder was not an easy thing.

The person in charge of the personal guard legion was already like an ant on a hot pot at this moment. The sudden disappearance of Emperor Gude revealed terror and bizarreness; this didn't conform to common sense.

Li Yun was also a person who sought practical results—saying what was what, good was good! He had completely changed his view of Tong Yujin now and was laughing happily.

The Cangqiong True Immortal also knew that the child in Murong Yin Rourou's belly was six months old, but it was only six months, so there was no rush.

Although this milk tea was very sweet, it didn't make people feel greasy; instead, it was very refreshing, making people have an endless aftertaste after drinking it. Anyway, Chu Feng felt that he had begun to be obsessed with this taste, or perhaps this feeling.

Opposite, the landlord aunt's husband, Liu Fusheng, saw the old man being beaten through the crack of the door and was immediately furious, directly pulling open the door and roaring loudly.

Since coming to the food program group of the station for an internship, Du Yue had been full of enthusiasm every day, thinking that one day she could become the pillar of the program group and dig out news that would shock and stir the entire food industry. But wishes were always beautiful, yet reality was always too skinny and unsatisfactory.

"Yes, I agree with your idea." Sima Nan smiled like a flower, gave a thumbs up, and said that although Fan Chen was usually a man, she was sometimes quite smart! Unfortunately, such praise attracted a burst of fists for him, beating him until he cried for his father and mother and fled with his head in his hands.

"You!" Zhao Xiong seemed not to have expected that Zhao Jing would actually hit him, and he also widened his eyes, looking unbelievable.

While thinking about things, Cai He Lian had already returned, and it was seen that she was really carrying a pheasant in her hand.

"I'll go help Imperial Consort Ye." Bai Susu saw that Imperial Consort Ye had suffered a loss in one move and wanted to rush out to help Imperial Consort Ye.

If he encountered an ordinary first-level Source Emperor cultivator, he indeed had the qualification to say such arrogant words.

During the financial crisis, China acquired many European and American companies or purchased their manufacturing equipment.

"Who on earth is it? To actually make you so afraid, and even call us together—this really doesn't fit your personality at all." An old man said while drinking wine.

Everyone laughed loudly upon hearing this. Li Zengshou indeed couldn't be called a benevolent doctor, but he was very much to the taste of these rich people. If Li Zengshou didn't want money and treated the poor, it was estimated that the line could stretch from the top of Bailong Ridge to the foot of the mountain, and even to the national highway outside the mountain.

Hao Zhuo and the four of them were always practicing together, and they had long been tacitly understanding of each other. The Flame Dragon Killing Formation required more practice in their cooperation with the other twenty true dragons.

Such day-and-night alternation was eternal, like memories engraved in the genes of human ancestors, watching a red sun lazily roaming the horizon, bringing winter cold and summer warmth, the alternation of the four seasons, bringing year after year, day after day.

After suppressing the simple riots, communication was restored between the various sub-fleets, and the trembling "subjects" bowed their heads to listen to the speech of the new leader, Hao Zhi.

Fang Chengzhi was startled in his heart and was about to kill Cai He Lian when he realized that he had already been unable to move. Not only that, his whole body had lost its strength.

Just after entering the mountain, someone discovered the watch on their wrists, and the hands on it were spinning crazily.

By analogy, even a flying sky map was so unpredictable, then what about that more precious Yellow Emperor Dragon Riding Map?

The parliament was like this, with quarrels between political enemies and intrigue between factions, and from time to time, a full-scale martial arts fight would be staged on it. As the chairman of the Supreme Council, Lenster naturally had prestige, and when he ordered everyone, the parliament instantly became quiet.

Although it was a bit 'chuunibyou' and didn't fit Ying Zheng's usual demeanor, the dossier disappeared from Ying Zheng's hand.

Liu Zhenli was a village official after all. Being scolded like this, and in front of so many people, how could he not be angry?

After Plutothus finished speaking, the holy light covering the pilgrim with gray hair scattered, and the pilgrim also staggered away from the altar. However, there was no trace of pain on his face; instead, it was as if his life's wish had been fulfilled, with a peaceful smile, waiting for the end of his life.

Regarding this, Lei Feng didn't object. An inside player needs to be wild; an inside player who can't fart after three sticks will definitely not have any great future.

In the past, this square was also a place for Mingjian Sect disciples to temper their sword skills and spar with each other. But today, a large number of chairs were set up here, and around the square, a large number of Mingjian Sect disciples in yellow martial robes were patrolling with swords with solemn expressions.

Although he had the confidence to fight the opponent head-on, this was the tribe of the Donghu people, and if the things he had just done were caught by the Donghu people, it would be hard to die.

The tip of the painted halberd revealed a murderous aura that was incomparable, making people's ferocity grow; the four-cornered blade of the Fangtian seemed to hide the power of Asura, confusing people's minds and bloodthirsty killing.

"Regent, once Chen Ning makes a counterattack, how should we respond? Fight or..." Yang Shixiang asked. ===== CHAPTER 448 =====