Chapter 558: The Tenth Day

The tenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind was biting.

The Divine Capital fell into a complex and strange atmosphere.

All kinds of endless debates suddenly disappeared. People no longer argued back and forth in the literary newspapers about the appearance of Heavenly Principle, and the endless scolding and debates in the Imperial Academy and the Southern Yamen could no longer be heard.

The Phoenix Pool and the scholar altar were silent at the same time. When discussing this matter, people were always silent. Even the most diametrically opposed opponents in the past only had silent stares when they met.

"This is too great." Lin Feifei was full of surprise. She had never heard of birds that could talk.

Su Pan thought of the Qiao family and immediately thought of the verbal dispute with Qiao Qiuyan at the jewelry store. Su Pan prayed that she wouldn't be there, otherwise there would be trouble.

A Japanese corporal nearby, in order not to affect morale, prepared to step forward and shoot him, but it was hard for such a person with a mental breakdown to appear in the Japanese team.

That time, he almost fell into the hands of Old Man Fu. Fortunately, Benben discovered Old Man Fu doing things behind his back in time. She found her mother to cut off Old Man Fu's funds, so he wasn't plotted against.

According to the Xiao family and the first branch, they should have cried and made a scene because they didn't get food here, but recently, the two of them hadn't made any movement at all.

For the five minutes in the training base, Liu Sha stayed by Mao Yu'an's side, counting the number of people he killed, and confirmed that even if he died, he wouldn't lose points for their team, so she stopped worrying about him and ran to Gu Yexun's side.

At this time, they had arrived at the hotel entrance. Several people got off the car with gray faces and saw Mu Chengxue standing at the door with a worried look.

Sitting on this boat, the boat was constantly hit by seawater along the way, swaying several times, making one dizzy. Although Ling'er was a person from the coast, she was not used to long-distance boat travel.

After several rounds of fighting, Zhang Qilin slowly became familiar with Chen Mu's offensive means, and his way of dodging became more skilled.

"What?" Huan seemed to feel the powerful force erupting behind him and hurriedly looked back, only to find that the reality was far more than that.

Presumably, the disciples of the five sects would never have thought that a person who could fly in the air would walk along with some ordinary people.

Liu Shuang sat back on the sofa. "They were used as guns by Liu Zhi. There is no need to care about these ordinary people." Placed in the past, this didn't seem to be Liu Shuang's style of doing things, but the current Liu Shuang had something different in his heart than before.

Yun Yao was no stranger to this scar. Once, during the First Sericulture Ceremony, she and Ying Quan were framed and were also punished by Aunt Jinxiu, receiving a caning.

A flash of red light passed over the Brahma Order, indicating that Liu Shuang's order had been conveyed. What followed was a long and most tormenting wait. Liu Shuang hated waiting.

"Who said that? A Li is not yet an adult. She doesn't have the scent of your mating on her. Anyone can smell it." Ying Ming did not show weakness.

"But I estimate they are not here either! Think about it! This is a city! How could they exist here!" Ran Zizai looked at Fan Yu and frowned.

Mark Hassen took a deep breath and got up to make a call, while Liu Fei couldn't help but laugh.

After all the dishes were introduced, Chen Ying smiled and said "Enjoy your meal" before taking the waiter out of the private room.

But because the two were too far forward, they were cut off from the middle by the main team's defense, and they had completely lost contact with the midfield. "Fire support" was extremely scarce. The two became veritable dead people, only able to constantly wander in front of the main team's penalty area without receiving the ball.

The snow-white, charming face became pale and terrifying. Borrowing the light coming through the cracks in the cave, he knelt on the ground and slowly took off his clothes.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xun had stayed in the Fog-Hidden Pavilion for seven or eight days. The assassins of the Zhu Gou Sect had no further actions, but within the Southeast Forest Sea, ten thousand cultivators had already fallen into an inescapable quagmire.