Chapter 379: Peering into the Guai Zi Mountain Great Rift Valley

"Fairy Yu, I am the brother of Chen Laoshi from Qinghe Village, my big name is 'Chen Laoqin', and my nickname is 'Chen Laoda'."

After the three elders finished discussing the main business, the middle-aged villager standing behind them stepped forward nervously and bowed.

Hearing his self-introduction, Xiao Yu immediately had an epiphany. She took him outside and asked proactively: "Have you heard about the 'Qiaoshi Sword'?"

Chen Laoqin nodded repeatedly, his face furrowed by the years and suffering...

This sudden shout made everyone's heart cold: Elder Yin Li, who had the most killings and strength reaching the Spirit Scholar level in the Bat Sect, was personally pursuing? Who was so unfortunate?

"Breathing Soil, how is it so similar to the Abyss?" Daoling was somewhat surprised, feeling that this Ghost Gate Pass was somewhat special.

Su Li was about to spray, three thousand taels? Just use iron nails to nail the five bodies? If Kangxi really rectified the officialdom like this, the corruption of officialdom in the late Kangxi years wouldn't be so serious, right? Yin should not explain it to herself anymore. She hesitated and looked at the Fujin.

The kind-hearted First Wang Hou naturally wanted to be kind to everyone he could be kind to, and smiled and said a few words for the Ming family. A family of poetry and ritual had always been respected... The First Wang Hou, who resigned from the Empress's place, flicked his sleeves, looked at the dragon pattern embroidered on his cuffs, and then thought about his father's imperial robes, wondering when he would be able to put them on.

She sat down and started talking. Princess Zhao Yang had to use several schemes for every sentence she said. Yumiao now had a new method for her. No matter how many schemes you originally had, I will just treat you as having one layer of meaning, that is, the literal meaning. To spend so much energy for her, she truly felt it was not worth it.

Surrounding sounds of shock and anger came. Many people were angry. This was the younger brother of Huo Zixuan, but now he had been beheaded by the Heavenly Wang Hou Wang Hou. They felt that the Heavenly Wang Hou Wang Hou had already cut off their path to the Fire Burning Heaven.

Therefore, after a quick weighing, he activated the "Extreme Holy Healing" attached to the necklace while opening his last custom skill: "Shadow Dance".

"Boom~ boom~" With two loud noises, more than ten people standing on the left and right sides of the plane were knocked down by these two grenades.

It was only when Chu Han's domain completely dissipated that the two realized that in the time they had solved this eighth-order great alien species, the battle outside had also ended.

And the dragon race like Mailinsela, who constantly prepared for the "Plane War," occupied almost the majority of the current dragon race.

Just after finishing speaking, she felt something was wrong. The Sixth Wang Hou was the son of Imperial Consort Li. Coming to visit the Consort, what was wrong with that?

"Why didn't you call me immediately after waking up?" After walking to Zhao Yang, Xia Bing stared at him and asked.

At this time, all the angels were kneeling on the ground, some trembling, some extremely nervous.

"How can that be? I haven't let Captain Duanmu feel it properly yet." As he said this, one hand touched the thigh wrapped in the police uniform.

This night, she couldn't sleep all night. She was always thinking, in the Emperor's heart, had there ever been such a thought, really wanting to drive her away?

"Nothing much, I'll go get busy first." Nangong Feng rarely didn't have a playful face today, looking like a proper gentleman, which made Nangong Ling a bit unaccustomed.

Consort Shang smiled shyly. Fourteen Niang had already pulled her into the room. That was the first time Consort Shang entered her bedroom. It was golden and brilliant. The cabinets were filled with many treasures such as agate and glazed celadon. Lifting the bead curtain, on the dressing table, there were dazzling hairpins and other ornaments.

As soon as Nangong Ling opened his eyes, he saw Shanya eating grass cakes while giggling. This silly girl, what else could make her so happy? Out of the mentality of teasing her, he used the newspaper he had read to simply fold a paper airplane and flew it over her head.

Back then, he had opposed making her Empress, yet after the morning court session, the Emperor had conferred upon her the title of Zhao Yi Consort; that was one thing, for a Zhao Yi was not enough to threaten him, but now, she was actually living in the Emperor's sleeping quarters?