Chapter 471: The Debt-Collecting Prodigal Son

Aunt Liu hesitated for a long time, but still didn't say that the Crown Prince wanted her to pay for He Wang Xuan's life.

"Are you going back to the Hongxiu Workshop tonight?"

Xiao Yu glanced at Tianmen Town in the southwest direction and estimated the time; it was probably around ten o'clock at night.

"You go back first. I'm leaving in two days, and I'll probably go to Sijing Street tonight to pack up my things."

"What about tomorrow morning? How should I hand over the land deed for Cuiping Mountain to you?" Aunt Liu asked again.

Xiao Yu said:

But Orochimaru was originally a fickle person; who knew if he would really just be on a whim.

Zhang Zhuo Yifan was already prepared to run away. If they really started fighting, he had to run away at the first opportunity.

The two people's gun-blades collided, then Shield Rose's left-hand Light-Absorbing Shield pushed forward fiercely, crashing into the opponent's Light-Absorbing Shield, and the two then retreated separately.

"Lan Zi..." the young policeman couldn't wait to open his mouth and call out softly, then thought it might be a bit inappropriate, so he tightly closed his mouth again.

She didn't want to be awake; she wanted to keep holding Xia Liu. Even if it was in a dream, in an illusion, she wanted to be with him.

Because it was hot spring water, it would evaporate upon meeting the slightly cold air, turning into countless gases and floating upward.

But just one glance, and it was as if her gaze had grown onto Chen Zhifan; she couldn't move it away ever again.

Seeing that their captain's mind was made up, the members of the Angle Team didn't say anything else and had to comply with his arrangements.

If they encountered a crisis, they would also know where to hide, instead of blindly fleeing.

—The hesitation on the ice sheet made the Tiger King make the wrong decision. This moment was the best opportunity to make up for the mistake; he had to ensure Li Li Qifeng sat firmly in the position of City Lord.

In the middle of the night, the rain suddenly intensified, and they couldn't continue forward, so they had to find a ruined temple by the roadside to temporarily avoid the rain.

For him, or for the child, fatherly love was the most important; such material things really didn't have much meaning.

Chu Tian silently recited these two names that would be revered by ten thousand people a thousand years later, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. Thinking back, Chu Tian also had a certain hazy longing for these two legendary figures, but he had never thought that he would meet the legendary Sword God and Blade Saint in such a situation.

Ran Yan took a thin gauze scarf to cover her face before walking into the courtyard side by side with Xiao Song. The first thing she saw upon entering was a man being pressed to the ground by four soldiers.

For Ran Yunsheng, the greatest purpose was to make Ran Yan feel happy. Since she was happy, even just seeing her for one glance was enough; it didn't matter whether he cherished it or not.

It wasn't death, Wan Lv avoided these words; as long as the meaning was conveyed, it was fine, so she didn't say it out loud.

"Are you always like this toward me? You are also absolutely not going back with me, right?" Leng Mucheng listened to her indifferent tone, and there was only helplessness in the bottom of his heart.

Above the deep pool, Xia Molei and the others were anxiously waiting for news from Yuan Shuai. However, twenty minutes had passed, and Yuan Shuai still hadn't surfaced, which made everyone couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Yuan Shuai's safety.

"Okay, I know." Leng Yinian nodded. After she hung up the phone, she leaned against the sofa.

On the face of the Ten-Thousand-Enemy, although a faint look of worry appeared, he did not stop it! Or perhaps, it was impossible to stop! Thinking of the various events of that year, the Ten-Thousand-Enemy sighed slightly. In the battle of that year, if Zhan Feihen hadn't insisted on not unsealing the Heavenly Evil Blade, the battle between them wouldn't have ended in a draw, right?

Under the amplification of the Dark Tail Ring, which had been re-refined and could increase spiritual technique power by 15%, this Weakness Curse could weaken Feng Wanqiu's overall strength by about 60%.

Qing Shuang was stunned on the spot upon hearing this. There was such a coincidental thing in the world; for these nine days of confinement, the Emperor hadn't even glanced at Jinxiu Pavilion, but today, no sooner had she left Jinxiu Pavilion than the Emperor had rushed over. Wasn't this clearly aimed at her private departure from the courtyard? ===== CHAPTER 472 =====