Chapter 228: 218. Holy Demon Flower

218. Holy Demon Flower

"What, what?" Zoe became energetic.

Even Dorothy tidied her rainbow-colored hair: "Are we finally leaving? Great, I'm bored. Can we swim at the next island? Or did you prepare it for the pool on the ship?"

"We're going to Dream Marsh Island," Li Ang emphasized. "Although this place is the production site of the Shipbuilding Giant Tree for Sky Knights, it is also a famous waterside resort."

"Oh, so you think this modified school uniform..."

Seeing an Ausong person crawl out of the wardrobe, those few people actually threw their guns on the ground immediately, bowing and kowtowing repeatedly, their faces revealing pitiful expressions of begging for mercy.

Chu Xuan was responsible for protecting the first batch of new disciples. It was unknown what important figures were among these disciples, but in addition to the hundred or so disciples of Chong Sheng, the Wei State imperial court also sent thousands of armored soldiers with profound cultivation to escort them all the way.

Not to mention the great distance, the main thing was, if one really went to steal the techniques, would they be able to steal them? Sun Ce wasn't a fool; wouldn't he take precautions?

The gloom on Si Biyi's face became increasingly heavy. He suddenly suspected why the old painting master had arranged for him to stay in this guest house.

Seeing his determined attitude, Zhou Xin didn't say anything else. Biting her pale blue lips, she glanced at him and lifted her foot to jump over.

"The Art of War says: one who can lead troops is called a general; one who can lead generals is called a commander," Yu Qingcheng replied calmly with her hands behind her back.

"Not good! What right do you have to push back and forth when the Emperor wants to investigate something?" After all, it was the Emperor who asked him to cross out the name, and yet this incident occurred. Guard Bai, possessed by a brute, gave no one face, eager to show his loyalty.

Si Biyi became suspicious of the old painting master. He suspected whether the old painting master had done something to Mu Lianzhi.

At this moment, on one side was Mu Yunze, and on the other were Bai Chen and Snow Murong Yue. Thus, I chose to talk to Bai Chen and Snow Murong Yue because Mu Yunze was too majestic at this moment, and I didn't dare to get close.

Wasn't Ye Feng so poor he couldn't even afford to go to a Western restaurant? If she found someone to frame him, when Ye Feng had no money to pay, Lin Qianrou would understand that Ye Feng was a pauper.

Huo Tainan couldn't help but be stunned. He hadn't thought of anything, so how did he become a hooligan? Besides, Chu Liangrao was his properly wedded wife, so even if he thought of something, it wouldn't matter, right?

Tuoba Rui was in a meeting in the conference room and originally didn't want to answer, but as soon as he saw the caller was Gong Chenye, he immediately paused the meeting and walked into his office while answering the phone.

After a long while, the doctor and nurse came out of Gu Xinan's room. Lu Cang also pulled himself together, gathered his spirits to exchange information about Gu Xinan's condition and follow-up treatment with the doctor, and then sent the doctor and nurse out the door.

"What?" Seeing her immersed in her own thoughts, Chu Qianlan, who felt deeply neglected, was unwilling.

The reporters were in chaos until the judge summoned the bailiffs, who dragged the reporters out. But how could those persistent people leave? It wasn't until they negotiated and promised to quietly retreat to the last row that the chaos subsided.

Gu Xingyue walked to the kitchen, made seafood porridge, fried dumplings, and egg pancakes, then carried them toward Mu Tianhan's pharmacy.

Even though the old nanny behind her knew what kind of person she was, she couldn't help but shiver upon hearing this.

As soon as Gong Chenye left the hospital and the car drove onto the road, he heard his phone ring. Seeing it was Su Jing calling, he frowned before pressing the answer button.

Li Cangqiong was just about to say something else when his eyes couldn't help but see that beautiful, clear figure in the distance.

Terrifying spiritual energy surged from the body of the bronze tiger statue, turning into a monstrous giant wave that slapped against Jiang Chunyang, actually forcing him back several feet. He spat blood in the air and retreated more than ten steps before stabilizing his figure.

Let you have that foxy look. It would be good if a stone hit your face and disfigured you. I don't believe President Shen could still care so much about an ugly monster. ===== CHAPTER 229 =====