Chapter 492: Fairness

In the evening, Shen Si saw Lan Tang Xinyi again.

As soon as they met, Lan Tang Xinyi's mother, Bai Bai Yulan, knelt down to him.

"Thank you, Master Shen. Tang Xinyi told me everything. Thank you for your help, thank you for giving me the opportunity to meet her again." Bai Bai Yulan said while kowtowing to Shen Si.

She not only kowtowed herself but also pulled Lan Tang Xinyi to kowtow.

"No need for this, meeting is fate."

Shen Si hurriedly supported Bai

So the next day, the sun put on a happy smiling face as usual, shining on the earth and spreading its warmth.

Before she could say the two words "dare not," Zhu Zhu Houzhao's face suddenly stiffened, revealing an expression that wanted her to change her words.

Before Qing Yunzi's Cloud Dragon fell on the evil cultivator's position, a roar sounded from the evil cultivator's position, and then a gloomy young man in a black robe appeared in the sky. The young man's eyes flashed with demonic blood light, and where his eyes looked, the space twisted very strangely.

Just when everyone was calling, Lalu suddenly saw a group of blood-red light shine in the pitch-black pit, wasn't that the Ghost King Flame unique to Beidou?

"You should discuss these things with our Crown Prince." Ying politely refused. The Crown Prince only asked him to send the imperial edict and didn't ask him to do anything else.

In this situation, saying that one can still invite people to be guests after the restoration of Buddhism, this guy is purely insincere. This Buddhist son of the Buddhist school is too shameless.

However, her voice gradually dissipated in the night, and no one responded to her at all. Chan'er didn't give up and still desperately knocked on the door.

In Fang Zheng's heart, the things of the Great Buddha should belong to Buddhism, and Lin Feng obtained the inheritance of the Great Buddha. Although he didn't want to be a monk, he treated Buddhism with courtesy, which was very good. However, if these things were obtained by the nameless Daoism, I'm afraid Buddhism would be a fart, and he wouldn't think of a bit of good for Buddhism at all.

Still being intimate with other men and even doing more private things, a violent anger that couldn't be suppressed arose in his heart.

Although the Prime Minister is still in the palace, as long as the Prime Minister's mansion is guarded, he will always return.

"Yan Yan Feifei... why did you leave... where did you go..." She was dead drunk, lying on a table in a bar, muttering to herself. Tears blurred her eyes, and her heart was also dripping tears.

A group of people ate and drank, not in a hurry, comfortably full. At seven o'clock in the evening, Xie Shengming contacted Yu Lin Jie to ask if Van Basten was free.

Fang Weiyu opened her weak eyes, and in a trance, she felt as if she had seen Yan Yan Feifei, but she knew in her heart that the person holding her couldn't be Yan Yan Feifei.

Su Ju'an looked coldly at Zheng Peizhi and Li Changlong being intimate, preparing to leave. As soon as she turned around, she bumped into a hard chest. She hurriedly took a step back, but was held by the waist by the other party.

Although there isn't any, one can go and borrow it. One can borrow it from Manager Miao of the tofu workshop where one works, and one can even borrow it from Butcher Zhang.

"Busy man, finally have time to meet us?" Chu Huandong said with a red face, mocking.

"Are you serious? Is she really going to reconcile?" Li Meng asked again, not believing it, her eyes full of entanglement. What if there was a fraud in it?

Although Wang Fang's own emotional life wasn't very ideal, she was very keen on describing emotional life, and there were quite a few passionate scenes in it. Of course, they were all within the scale, otherwise, don't even think about going on CCTV.

Previously, she cared so much about Peach Blossom Drunk. At this time, Peach Blossom Drunk was right in front of her. Liu Shen had clearly already obtained it but let go of her hand again. If this wasn't being angered into stupidity by herself, what else could it be?

Niu Jianyang found many people to work overtime to decorate. By five o'clock in the afternoon, the house had been decorated, and the newly bought furniture was parked in the courtyard, and they all started to move in slowly. ===== CHAPTER 493 =====