Chapter 992: Heaven-sent genius descends, apprenticing to Qinglan

"I choose..."

In the solemn and dignified Daoist temple, it was incomparably quiet, with only the young man's voice clearly audible.

Under the concerned gaze of everyone, he seemed to have given an answer without much thought.

"Houtu Hall!"

In this instant, everyone's gaze shifted to Fairy Qinglan.

Zhan Bingtao frowned slightly, but it smoothed out in an instant, and he was even quite happy.

Instead, it was Hui Yuanhong, who was also in the Great Cultivator realm...

Slowly landing on the ground, Lu Tianxiang still followed Xiao Yanzhun with trepidation. They didn't find anyone where they landed, but the energy impact often came. Fortunately, Xiao Yanzhun was resisting it; otherwise, Lu Tianxiang would really have been torn apart by this energy impact.

Uncle Wu turned around and said to Wu Hao and the others: "A few of you, please stay here for the time being! You are the Young Master's friends and won't be disturbed." Saying that, he bowed slightly to them and walked out.

Wang Feng roared angrily, his long spear turning in his hand, directly hitting the spear shaft that was like a silver ring snake sideways. The terrifying power, incomparably majestic, swept diagonally, stirring up bursts of low-pitched wind.

Those people were touched in their painful spots and became even more anxious to rush back. Damasus immediately ordered Lando to send a magic signal to remind King Richard to send troops to cover and kill.

His brow was very heavy because he found that he couldn't see through the old man's cultivation at all. At this moment, everyone in the Sword King Mansion had died. If this person had ill intentions, no one here was his match.

Today, I must protect He Xuening, even if not for He Xuening, then for Shang Muzhan, even if not for Shang Muzhan, then for Zhi'er.

It was late at night, and countless people in their sleep were awakened by this loud noise, looking toward the City Lord's Mansion from afar, guessing and making noise, not knowing what major event had happened.

However, under the temptation of strange treasures and curiosity, Lin Xiao did not give up but persisted in walking toward the depths of the mountain.

The drunken Elder Moiduo became excited when he heard this question and rambled about the cause of this matter.

Afterward, Lin Rongshen's assistant handled this matter, and the intervention of the police naturally let the insurance company handle the claims. A bunch of people circled here for a while, fearing it would affect traffic. After everything was discussed, they naturally had to disperse.

Her feet were basically no longer swollen and she could get out of bed and walk. Something happened at the company, and Mu Yingchen went to the company.

Doing this, for Zhu Deshan, could be considered a kind of relief! Also, Xia Luo didn't want Zhu Deshan to cause extra trouble and cause more disasters. At the moment, he unfolded his figure, leopard speed, leopard speed... his whole body was almost a residual image, and after a few leaps, he had reached the foot of the mountain.

The nanny's expression was a bit strange about my abnormality, but Lin Rongshen entered the bathroom to wash up as usual. After coming out, he sat at the dining table. I brought breakfast to him, and Lin Rongshen gently picked up the chopsticks on the table and ate slowly with composure.

But when Mu Zong held Xiao Zitian out, he was clearly happy. Ning Wei's mouth curled up slightly; it seems she underestimated Xiao Zitian, and her worry was in vain.

I went to the cabinet to get my clothes, too lazy to fold them, and just stuffed them into the suitcase, just wanting to leave this suffocating place quickly.

But just as I crawled to the stairs, I saw my mother also walking over. She was carrying vegetables in her hand and should be preparing lunch. At this time, she also saw me.

His words were the second bolt from the blue that Mei Feng heard today, livingly pulling her out of the shock of the previous one.

Perhaps now she and Ye Qingting were also typical representatives of hugging and indecent behavior in public in the eyes of others?

When he fed me, I was no longer pretentious; I had to fill my stomach to continue fighting with him. ===== CHAPTER 993 =====