Chapter 637: People of Great Wealth, People of Great Decline

Xiao Yu pondered: "Taiji Changchun Internal Art, you rely purely on hard practice. Being able to have today's realm, being able to operate the Great Heavenly Cycle while sitting, lying, walking, and standing, the cultivation method itself is advanced enough, which is an important reason.

If you really want to say how profound... Yutong and the others have at least two Qi-Benefiting Pills every month."

Qi-Benefiting Pills are the "Jingyao Division's" death salary.

The industry she left in Yingxiang Mansion back then—they lived in the two houses themselves, and the gold and silver treasures were used to invest in business.

Tianmen Town

Gordon no longer knew how many times he had reminded about this matter, and the people in the entire police station indeed did not have the slightest slack, but they still couldn't find a single clue.

After leaving the western area of the Werner Rooftop Hotel, Chen Qiu, Yang Shiman, and Lin Siying walked toward the eastern area of the rooftop.

Just when Huang Biao was terrified, thinking he was bound to die, a pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared in front of him.

"King Xiang should immediately raise an army to punish the rebels! Capture the rebel leader!" Yong Chi didn't care about his status anymore; anyway, everyone had already seen him jumping high to hug Xiang Yu's thigh.

"Still remember that Jia Junjie from Red Star Pharmaceutical that I told you about? Brother Qiu taught him a lesson yesterday, and now he's threatening me to accompany him to eat and drink at the Hanting under the Black Gold Group tonight!" Yang Shiman's face was not very good.

Originally, the two saw that the one fighting the Boss was actually a single player, and it was still the Poisonous Warlock profession with low defense and low health, so they both thought they had met a rookie, thinking this guy had good luck to run into a Boss and then wanted to fight it without knowing his own strength.

"Time is tight. After I rest a little, I will set off directly to Yinxu to see Zhang Han. You don't have to follow back; take my military order and go directly to the Plain Navy to find Tian Hai. In addition, let Wu Rui and Tian Du cooperate with you in the Qi State to make preparations."

Yin Zhe was directly stunned, looking at Manager Zhu. Was Manager Zhu crazy? The man with the gold chain mentioned President Cheng, who should be a powerful vice president of the head office, a character Manager Zhu had to curry favor with. Now Manager Zhu actually refused without even thinking; am I hallucinating?

Sunlight penetrates the distance of hundreds of millions of kilometers, easily tearing through the darkness, and the edge of the horizon tinges with a golden rim; before long, it will shine upon the earth.

"I think that being able to make the Zhang family twins of Shalin Pharmaceutical, who are in the top ten of Dragon City, like this—not killing them, but crippling them, letting them spend the rest of their lives in wheelchairs—was not considering the consequences at all." Peng Lei said.

"Who is this dead fatty? So arrogant?" Qin Bin didn't know him, so he asked the security guards nearby. Those security guards had worked for a relatively long time, so they knew even those who didn't come often.

"Yuxuan, don't go anywhere. Now the aliens are attacking the campus. Although security is also organizing forces to defend the school buildings, I don't know what the purpose of the aliens attacking the campus is, and I don't know when the military and police will be able to arrive." Zheng Lin said hurriedly as soon as he entered the 'door'.

However, regarding this, Luo Lingyun was full of fighting spirit. The unexpected recovery of Siris's combat power and the evolution of the Sword of Judgment all made Luo Lingyun full of hope for the future.

According to the information in hand, the Necromancer profession has great potential, and Luo Lingyun, who obtained the Necromancer profession, naturally had endless potential. So Hainas made this request, hoping that Luo Lingyun could appropriately help those disciples in the clan grow up quickly.

"Brother Hua is absolutely right, but what kind of stimulation could make Old Master Zhu lose heart and pass away?" Master Yang was also confused; could it be that he really met a ghost?

The wound stitched by Fan Changli had already healed. The doctor was very amazed at my recovery ability because I could move freely after a week.

"What else can I do besides this! Could it be that I just watch them die one by one in front of me!" Xiao Luo turned around and roared loudly at Zique. That tone made Zique stunned as well.

However, Wang Feng could not say this; he could only swallow his bitterness.

"I haven't been this full for a long time," because today's dishes were truly too delicious, especially those three delicacies that had never been seen before, which hooked Murong Xue's taste buds and made her unable to stop.

Luo Lingyun closed his eyes, seemingly enjoying a moment of peace. Only at this time could Luo Lingyun's heart be completely quiet.

This was all Mo Yuanxi's fault. None of them expected that Mo Yuanxi actually had Wang Kun go to his office to swap the surveillance of the production report. Huang Ping looked at Mo Yuanxi with hatred, but dared to be angry but not speak. Now he still had to curry favor with Mo Yuanxi and cover for Wang Kun.

Shen Mingkai naturally didn't notice that he had used too much strength. He stared closely at He Xing, his tone somewhat cold.

Clouds gather, rain passes, waves increase; buildings are high, water is cold, melons are sweet; green trees hang over painted eaves. Gauze kitchen, rattan mat, jade person with a silk fan.

Qiao Song heard his mother's voice, came out of Su Yinzheng's arms, ran two steps, and hugged his mother tightly. "Mom, Mingyue she...", tears swirled in his eyes several times before falling.

"President Su, is there anything you need to order?", Shen Xiang was sweating profusely. Just sent away one great god, and here came another.

She looked up at the high wall, suddenly missing the days when someone took her to fly over eaves and walk on walls.

He was nearly forty, his face gentle and thick. Unlike An Nianzhi's cold face and dullness, his slightly smiling expression moved the corners of his eyes with a few shallow lines, looking like an ordinary middle-aged man.

Elder Shen convened the "All-Malaysia Chinese Association Political Party Protest Assembly" at the Thean Hou Temple to protest the government's unjust move of forcing Islamic education on "Chinese schools".

But he was not a brainless person; he saw that the other side had a team of at least two hundred ordinary evolvers. ===== CHAPTER 638 =====