Chapter 436

"Don't worry, within ten years, I will definitely return."

Xiao Yu walked to the desk, first poured half a cup of cold tea into the inkstone, ground the ink until smooth, and then picked up a brush to write quickly on the paper.

"I have a few letters here. If I leave suddenly and don't have time to explain the follow-up matters, you will hand these letters to the people on the envelopes respectively."

Xiao Qiang rested his two dog paws on the edge of the desk, watching while asking: "What are these all about? Do you need me to keep an eye on them?"

Anyway, tomorrow as soon as the people of Qinye City break in, he will immediately gain his freedom, so even though he is in jail now, he is happy to be at leisure.

After I heard this sentence, I hurriedly sat up, grabbed Ning Ye's wrist, and pulled her onto the sofa.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment and said, "Marshal?" Yang Yi had considered how the high-level generals of the second and third tiers should be promoted, but he had never thought of "promoting" the leader of the Tiance Army, Zhang Mai! But being mentioned by Ma Jirong now, he felt it was not without reason.

"Understood, Teacher!" I nodded gloomily, stood up, and walked toward the door, a wave of confusion in my heart; logically speaking, apart from Marshal Lu and Feng Huo, I didn't have any close friends at the Third Middle School, so who could it be that ran to the classroom to find me while class was in session?

The water surface rippled, flashing a piece of red light; Red Lotus burst out of the water and returned to her hand.

"Good." However, Lu Ruxue was happy to hear it and turned to signal Caiqing to prepare. Even if she cooked herself, she didn't need to start from preparing the side dishes.

The vanguard of Dong Zhuo's army camped under a dirt hill outside Brazil City; as soon as Kang Peng arrived at the perimeter, he discovered thousands of sallow and emaciated disaster victims surrounding the camp, and the fragrance of steamed grain wafted from the camp, but there was no sign of opening the camp to distribute grain. Seeing this, Kang Peng's personal guards rushed forward, holding spears and swords to clear a path, making way for Kang Peng.

Kang Peng sighed and withdrew his thoughts; these matters were complex and could not be handled in a short time, so it was better to discuss them with Jia Xu and Li Ru later; their experience was much richer than his own.

After another whip, he let his godmother boil porridge, then plunged into the west room, busy for a long time, before he finally managed to string together the copper coin sword passed down by his ancestors.

He hadn't taken it seriously at first, but when he heard Gu Feng say this, Long Sheng subconsciously searched with his divine sense.

Sixteen spirit beast experts whose strength had reached the late stage of the Third Transformation were walking in one after another, bringing their respective followers.

In fact, Gu Feng was very curious about how Gu Fei possessed this kind of strength and invisibility ability.

That tiger was much larger than its peers, with a body length of over three meters; on its golden fur were black stripes, and on its massive head, a pair of tiger eyes projected a grim and fierce light.

At this moment, Shi Yi felt a wave of regret in his heart; had he known Liu Xiu's mouth was so sharp, he would have just started the war directly and shouldn't have wasted words with Liu Xiu.

When Emperor Xuanyuan Tian Xin heard the words "life or death is your own responsibility," her eyes lit up in a flash.

The latter two were filled with suspicion and uncertainty; if the Mu family truly said these words, they must have the confidence not to fear the Mu family, and the two became even more curious about Emperor Xuanyuan Tian Xin's identity.

Thinking this in his heart, Yuan Long directly threw a punch, carrying endless killing intent, and slammed it fiercely toward Mu Yuan.

Seeing the expression on Chen Li Hui's face and his tone of voice, Shao Yitian felt very uncomfortable.

Gu Mengshu covered her face, tears swirling in her eyes; before she could react to what Father Gu wanted to do, she heard him speak.

Qing Yi had never seen Duan Nian before and didn't know how Jiang Yao could suddenly come into contact with such a man who looked unfathomable.

The man's hand rested gently on his left arm; the tooth marks on it had recovered quite a bit after one night.

From the time Yun Qinghuan first sent her submissions and letters using only the most ordinary postmarks and the lowest quality paper, to now, one could clearly feel that as the manuscript fees continued to increase, the paper became better and better, and the postmarks used became better and better, which showed that Yun Qinghuan's original family background was probably very poor.