Chapter 180

173. Stained with the Colors of Life

Once the driver's words came out, the car immediately became quiet, leaving only the sound of the whistling wind.

Although the young ladies were very curious, they didn't take the initiative to say anything, as if this was a topic that couldn't be talked about.

Li Ang thanked them for their reasonableness, but he had already seen through it. Even if he hadn't, because of the happiness brought by these four guys, he wouldn't dwell on the past anymore.

"Heard of it, what's wrong?"

"After they rose to first place, they started recruiting Great Knight-level..."

Su Xia couldn't figure it out no matter what. According to Jiang Wanhao, he had never lacked beauties around him, and it had been so long, so why was he looking for her now? What did he want to do?

I am a little scared, go see Chuchu, does he still recognize me? Dian Dian was not raised by me, she definitely isn't close to me, is she willing to recognize me as her mother?

Determining that the target would not leave in a short time, Dragon Thorn quickly retreated backward. After walking about a kilometer, he finally found an ideal safe point: a large pit sunken downward, which was filled with deep grass and a huge rock, and also mixed with some shrubs, etc.

Therefore, in a panic, the three men couldn't care about the pain anymore, all climbed out of the bed, and pounced on Tang Luo.

If Xiang Chuan really died here, how could he go to be a guest at the Xiang family, and how could he explain it to Old Man Xiang?

Looking at Da Yunxuan's somewhat dispirited appearance, Dantai Wan'er's eyes dimmed, and a trace of sadness emerged in her heart for no reason.

A clear voice with doubts rang gently in Da Yunxuan's ear, making his eyebrows twitch.

She didn't know where Gu's mother usually put her documents, so she had to look cabinet by cabinet. Accidentally, she saw a key. It happened that there was a drawer in the inner layer of the wardrobe that needed a key to open. She thought to herself, important items like visas should be carefully collected, probably in the cabinet.

Yue Longxiang doted on those three concubines the most and usually hadn't even said a harsh word. Today, he threatened with death. Those three concubines also realized the importance of Yun Qiumeng to him and all nodded in agreement.

At the same time, the Prince of Liang Mansion in Datong County, Yunzhou, was quiet. Sitting on the grandmaster chair was Prince of Liang Yelü Cheng Gong, who was over fifty years old, still vigorous and spirited. At this very moment, however, his brows were tightly furrowed and he was worried.

The Ancient Earth Puppet's eyes flashed with strange light. He felt something abnormal about the Earth Emperor Turtle, as if a very subtle fierce demon aura was emanating from its body, which he couldn't determine.

Moreover, the setting of this animation is very dark about the modern history and international history of District 11, and the background needs to be changed.

Immediately after, a burst of his spiritual power rushed directly into his mind. He didn't want to waste time anymore, just go into his mind and find where he put the money; why be so troublesome.

"Do you know why the two dishes I made today, one is dessert and one is hot pot?" Su Yin said again.

Dense magic patterns bloomed at the end of this fist, breaking through the wall in an instant. The exile hidden inside revealed a corner of his black robe and was grabbed by Tang Ze.

The next morning, Li Hao took Lin Ya to the Liu Clan Leader's side and brought a lot of gifts.

Overall, Li Hao's guess was close to the truth. This pair of hairpins was originally a pair of mandarin ducks; the two hairpins belonged to one body. Although they were separated, they were accidentally recognized by the two people separately, so the internal space merged together.

Two blue leader-level dark spearmen picked up the dirt, took over the shadow pressed down by the giant stick, and after their eyes flashed, they found the weakness of the Sheep-Head Demon.

If caught, the consequences would be unimaginable. The trick was already played out, and there was no room for maneuver.

'From today on, no more crying.' Yan San said in a low voice, as if to Nalan Ling, and as if talking to himself. Then he slowly raised the black ruler long sword, and two flames gradually lit up in his deep eyes, burning more and more fiercely, burning more and more intensely.