Chapter 465: Prodigal Son

Chen Fugui dismounted, first looked at the head on the offering table that refused to close its eyes even in death with some fear, then reluctantly bowed to the coffin, and said: "Fairy Yu, having suddenly heard the tragic news of Miss Sister Shao Yao's murder, my heart is very sad and painful."

"Originally, I had decided to take advantage of the fact that it wasn't dark yet to move the ancestral graves on Cuiping Xian and sell the mountain tomorrow."

"Now that I have met Miss Sister Shao Yao, I think this is fate, it is heaven's will, and I am also very willing to do my part for Miss Sister Shao Yao in my heart."

Lu Yaoyuan's brain hurt unbearably, but her instinctive reaction was still there. Feeling someone approaching, she waved her hand and overturned the water vat beside her, rolling toward the two of Lu Laoer. Fearing being splashed by cold water, the two hurriedly retreated.

Concubine Qiao was stunned, why was there a kind of helplessness that everyone knew what she didn't know?

Early the next morning, Wang Fan went out early to head to the location on the invitation.

Chi Huo was confused. Yu Lin Ling said the thing was very important to her, but she wanted to auction it. What did it mean? However, he didn't ask much and stood up to leave.

Except for the two sets of red clothes, one for each style, Su Li saw that on the table beside the clothes rack, there were simple accessories prepared for her, as well as a half-face mask made of pure gold, exquisitely crafted, and inlaid with top-grade rubies.

Seeing the face that had just appeared in her mind, Wu Moqi was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with a silly smile, and her hands grabbed at him messily.

Seeing her so happy, Jun Puyu couldn't bear to refuse her to her face, so he took the account book and flipped through it casually. It had only been a few days, and it was already densely recorded for more than ten pages. Seeing the statistical number on it, it had already exceeded five digits.

Just as Lu Yaoyuan was looking for a way out according to the direction of the sun, she heard the conversation of two men. Lu Yaoyuan immediately found a bush to hide.

Except for lifting the rifle and sweeping it wildly, using up bullets and looking at character; or having so many grenades that they explode, throwing them around without fear of not having two—

Because of the magnetic force, terrible lightning often appeared between the magnetic mountains inside the Wanmagnetic Star Realm. The "Wanmagnetic Thunderstorm" that occurred once in a hundred years inside could cover the entire Wanmagnetic Star Realm with a diameter of 0.1 light-years.

The carriage stayed at the Sun Mansion for a while and then hurried toward the Imperial Palace. Sun Chengzong specially found a piece of high-quality silk to carefully wrap the potato. The carriage traveled to Chengtian Gate, Sun Chengzong stepped off the carriage and hurried into the palace.

Lu Xuan bowed slightly, and then began to look for his own cave dwelling in this mountain range.

Luo Tian God... Heavenly Rank top-grade divine weapon, and not just a single divine weapon, but a combination set of divine weapons?

"No, he was originally wearing clothes, but they were torn apart by the impact generated when the high-explosive detonator exploded." The discussion in the walkie-talkie was endless.

The anger in Chen Hao's heart erupted to the peak instantly. He came here today and could be considered to have saved the old lady's life. If Situ Yuehua didn't appreciate it, that was one thing, but why was she still so aggressive?

"Mana." That PM called out to the sea, and a blue bubble wrapped me and Gardevoir and brought us into the sea.

Huahua nodded. Yang Fan stood beside Deng Ming and first stabilized these natives, saying: "Don't worry, today I will not hurt a single hair of your Great Leader and Chieftain." This sentence was equivalent to giving them a reassurance, indicating that Yang Fan had no malice to come and be an enemy of the Sanqing Tribe.

In a panic, there was only one thought in Yi Zhen's heart, and that was to wrap Lin Feng with the Underworld Blood Banner, so that he could completely kill Lin Feng. Thinking of this, his intention moved, and the Underworld Blood Banner immediately flashed with red light and rushed directly toward Lin Feng.

Chen Hao's hand moved toward Situ Yuehua's cheek. Immediately, the latter only felt a current sweep through her whole body, and an indescribable feeling made her almost faint.

This big yellow dog should be one of the many stray dogs on the back street. It was probably because it hadn't eaten its fill for a long time, so it was particularly excited when it saw the chicken meat all over the ground, gnawing on this piece and then that piece, not stopping for a moment.

She was only responsible for the first half, and as for the second half, she had already thought about it early on, letting the Son of Heaven uncle struggle with it himself.

"Don't say useless things to me here. I, Mandara, have been at the gambling table for so many years and have never lost."

Zhao Lu nodded, didn't answer, and didn't introduce A-Jiu, so he pulled A-Jiu's hand and went to the private room on his own.

After finishing these words to Mu Anle, they even laughed out loud, completely disregarding how she felt.

After all, although this challenge was spoken by Xiao Lin, it was also accepted by his Dahuang Academy. If he took action, it would make it seem like the geniuses of Dahuang Academy were just blown out.

This elegant and proud man in black slowly came to the table where the few people had just left. He scanned the weird food left on the table that he basically couldn't understand at all.

Mu Anle was startled in her heart and immediately stated her view, but after Qi Junyi heard it, he just showed disdain, as if he didn't take the pedestrians on the street to heart at all.

There were also people who sought out Song the Matchmaker, using the reason of matchmaking to inquire about Yuan Baozhu's marriage.

I saw Xiao Lin, Zhu Ye, and her mother, the strongest person in the Spirit Demon Sect, sitting on the high platform, looking at the army below, one by one arranged neatly.

Wang Yao shook his head and hurriedly said: "She has no spiritual power, it was an illusion from the beginning!" When Wang Yao turned his head abruptly, he had already seen the black skull on his head getting bigger and bigger.

"You wait for me!" He left a harsh word and turned to leave, directly throwing Yang Qiaozhen here.

Seeing Han Zheng standing up from the ground with a face like he had eaten fly shit, Long Yuqing instructed him with a face full of grievance, and the latter nodded numbly and walked toward the door.

Originally, if he had the ability to grab this Silver Silk Ice Crystal Grass, that would be fine, but when Chu Yi discovered that he actually didn't have the ability to grab it directly, and even needed the Flowing Frost Profound Armor Turtle to painfully give him the Earth-Rank Spirit Grass it had nurtured all its life.

Take the Nine-Character True Words, for example; the nine characters each had their own meaning and function. If Lu Nan could understand all nine characters, he could directly increase his strength several times over.

"Also, I should thank the two of you for cleaning up the sect for me, right? Hehehe... cough cough... cough," laughing and laughing, this Tiangang Loose Person started coughing. Chen Wanqiao, who had just been sitting beside him, immediately stood up and handed over tea, looking very respectful.

However, when he saw the man wearing a brown bear mask and a leopard mask appear, there was no trace of surprise on Chu Yi's face.

On the road, as long as Chu Yi thought about how he had just fooled the Dark Web leader Fire Dragon like a fool, he felt inexplicably excited.

The Saint Master could only watch all this helplessly, watching the Lama monks under his command being slaughtered one by one by Mo Chen.

Just after finishing speaking, "slap," a slap came across his face, and that loud sound was even more resounding than last night's. More importantly, there were many onlookers on the Black Street now. The second-generation ancestor Fan Dong, who was still arrogant just now, had his face turned red by someone with a slap.