Chapter 532: Li Qingrong: I'm Cold

"Forget it, pull it out yourself." Jiang Nian let go, "I heard your cheeks will swell up like a squirrel's."

"You're the one who looks like a squirrel!" Wang Yuhe glared at him.

"Sit tight and wait." Jiang Nian smiled.

At the same time, he made a gesture of taking a photo. The meaning was self-evident—he was going to "snap a pic of Teacher Chen" of this scene.

"If I just don't pull the tooth, won't that work?" Wang Yuhe had a flash of inspiration, "Wait until it gets inflamed again next year, then I'll pull it."

He said

It wasn't even any kind of tonic at all; on the contrary, it was like a poison that catalyzed and overdrew the potential of life.

The fist, carrying the might of thunder, was wrapped around that azure dragon. The whistling fist wind arrived in an instant, striking straight toward the back of the Shadow's heart. His eyes were filled with rage. This azure dragon was a size larger than the previous one, and its might was fiercer. Anyone who dared to toy with their brothers had only one path—death.

While Lianxin had fallen into deep thought on this side, on the other side, high up in the great hall, the Emperor of Nanyue and the Regent King were whispering to each other.

The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist—it's just that domineering, just that overbearing, just that unreasonably strong.

Originally the Shadow had only glanced at him, then shifted its gaze elsewhere. But upon hearing the youth say this, it immediately turned its gaze back. It really had never seen such an arrogant fellow—who did he think he was? The Heavenly Emperor himself?

"Qin Zhen, have I been too good to you that you've lost your bearings? What do you take my He family to be? A shelter or a mental asylum?" He crooked his finger, beckoning her closer.

As soon as Lianxin stepped out of the room, she saw Lady Wen, who had been worried and wanted to come check on her, along with Wen Qiongyuan. The family went over together.

And what he had to do was only one thing—in front of the disciples of the Ji family, defeat Ji Yichen with his own hands.

The dagger stabbed past, grazing my chest. The next second, my right hand seized the wrist of the hand holding the blade, and at the same time I yanked backward, pulling the other's body into a stagger. Then my right knee snapped up violently, slamming hard into the other's abdomen.

In the shadow's pitch-black pupils, an arrow stained with fire was seen shooting toward the Shadow at great speed.

Although they kept their heads lowered, Mu Qingqian was delicate and shrewd—a rare clever girl. Naturally, she could guess what they were thinking.

Ancestor Minghe wore a calm expression. He pointed a finger toward Wukong, and immediately the blood-colored face in midair howled toward Wukong. A dense storm of blood qi swirled all around, and waves of eerie, bone-chilling laughter emanated from the blood-colored face.

Liuxing and Ganyue scratched their heads, seeming a bit embarrassed. On Flower-Fruit Mountain, where their word was law and their power overwhelming, they were like bashful children receiving praise in front of Wukong.

At eight in the evening, Jin Bao was watching the TV news. Suddenly the Xijing City police issued a notice: To all citizens, the criminal Mao Yong, who once poisoned three patients at Shenlong Mountain Chinese Medicine Hospital, has recently been apprehended by the police. After interrogation, he confessed without reservation to the fact of poisoning the patients.

His ink-black hair flew up, his expression cold and focused. He took the parchment and glanced at it—the location marked by the red dot was the existence of Tianqi.

A trace of surprise appeared on Yang Qi's face, but there was not the slightest retreat. Where it concerned Yun Ruoshi, he had to go and ask about it.

"Don't explain. Hurting the innocent Ding Xiang is hurting me. From now on, in whatever I do, I won't accommodate anyone." With that, Hua Tiancheng closed the car door. Jin Zhu sat in the back seat covering her face, crying nonstop. At this moment, Hua Tiancheng's heart kept dwelling on the vanished Ding Xiang.

Niannian looked at her in shock and shook her head: "So, you told me all that on purpose just to provoke me?" Such a sinister method could not be called anything but ruthless.

Seeing a boy staring at her with a lecherous look on his face, she didn't need to think to know who had done that just now.

"Chenzi, Chenzi, I was wrong, let's talk this out nicely—a gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists!" Fatty covered his face and dodged to the side.