Chapter 678: Three, Six, Nine Grades

At the edge of Phoenix Perch Cliff, inside the octagonal pavilion.

Qing Tong looked at the mermaid Bi Ruo, who was chatting happily with Fairy Jiang Xiao outside, his brows furrowed tightly, and he said: "Madam Danhua, this mermaid is not with you all?"

Four flying cars, counting the servants of Madam Danhua and Emperor Zhuri, a total of twelve "Immortal Guests" came.

Just twelve "Immortal Guests" were clearly divided into three levels.

Madam Danhua and Emperor Zhuri belonged to the highest grade of honored guests, not only

Anyway, he didn't intend to pay it back. Let alone 5 percent interest, even if it were higher, what of it? In his eyes, the written note was just a piece of waste paper.

Speaking of this, Zhao Dabao's face immediately collapsed, and his gaze toward Gao Hongfei also became somewhat hesitant.

The middle-aged man glared fiercely at Gao Hongfei and went out without saying a word. Judging by his stance, he had developed a grudge against Gao Hongfei.

"Don't worry, even if calculated at two thousand jin per mu, for a total of fifteen households, it's estimated to be about fifty mu, about one hundred thousand jin of chili peppers; all calculated together, it's about three thousand yuan. It's impossible that it won't sell."

Zhu Wanlin didn't speak, but grabbed her hand, placed two fingers lightly on her wrist, closed his eyes, and felt carefully.

Shattering the opponent's blade aura with one punch might be impossible for others, but for Li Tian, it was just that.

The moment he threw a punch, an endless cold aura suddenly erupted in the passage, as if to freeze the void.

Ming Hao felt a bit guilty. Heaven knows she really had a thought just now about finding some way to make Wei Hongguang lose his composure, or simply break them up so they wouldn't get married.

After all, Shen Tuqiang and Lin Xiulan would live in the factory in the future, and it was close to home. It was also fine for Shen Tugang to go out.

Hearing the scolding of that cultivator, A-Shou paid no attention to it, but instead turned to look at Xi Lan.

Lu Chengfeng knew. No matter how hard he tried. Xue'er would never love him. Xue'er's hatred for him. Could truly be described as hatred to the bone. He was very clear about this point.

Even though he recognized the person, A-Shou was not very surprised. After all, there were not many cultivators who could reach the Great Perfection peak. Plus, this person lived in Vermilion Bird City just like the three great families, so it was not strange to have some private friendship with the three great families.

When the people from dozens of carriages walked down aggressively, Lu Chengfeng sat calmly on the chair. He really wanted to see who exactly wanted to put him to death.

Gathering his army, Li Hui led three thousand men and horses back to the North Sea. Yuan Xi's army of over two hundred thousand, with less than fifty thousand crossing the river, after three battles, was repeatedly used by Li Hui with schemes. The original three hundred thousand men and horses were reduced by five-sixths, and the remainder were all injured, all heavy equipment was lost, and morale had hit rock bottom.

"The evidence is naturally those Nine Tripods. Do you know where the biggest obstacle to periodized history lies?" Gu Fengchun smiled.

"Mr. President, Mr. President, I have important matters to report." Just as Obushi was staring blankly at Number One, the "door" of the office was suddenly knocked on, and a voice said from outside.

Thinking of Jiajun, I became panicked again. Did Jiajun call him today? What did they argue about? Would Jiajun misunderstand me even more because of yesterday's silk scarf?

Ke Zui said: "I am worried about Que Ju. This guy is silent and doesn't speak all day, but he is actually very calculating. If he tells Murong Feng, we will not only fail, but instead, we will be labeled as traitors."

When everyone turned back to see this scene, they were all terrified. If they hadn't discovered this point just now, the vast majority of the people in the team would have been buried in the sea of sand by now. Many people broke out in a cold sweat.

"Where is Nianlang? Where is Nianlang?" Staring at the three men, she wished she could slap them a few times.

Although Xu Qing had complaints, he had bitterness he couldn't speak of. Could he appeal to the referee that someone was secretly playing tricks to help deal with him? ===== CHAPTER 679 =====