Chapter 145: You Have Truly Suffered
Inside the inner room, General Er Zhu Rong drove everyone away, leaving only four people.
He stared at his daughter, trying to make his words sound less terrifying.
"When did you ever tell me you were going to get married?"
General Er Zhu Ying'e's face showed a look of surprise as she retorted:
"Father, the brocade pouch I gave you last time, saying you must read carefully the words I wrote inside for you—didn't you read it?"
The brocade pouch?
Er
A short while later, He Lingling came out; her complexion was somewhat unpleasant, and as she left this place, her face was black.
This piece of wood, apart from the top layer left to be carved into the outer sphere, had only a thin layer remaining inside that could be hollowed out for the sphere.
Su Chen not only did not act, but even moved his chair aside a little, his intention to avoid suspicion being very clear.
As soon as she got home, she went straight to the bathroom; she had just become pregnant, her early physical condition was unstable, and she still had to go to the hospital for regular checkups, so her heart was in turmoil with no sense of stability.
After enduring this for a while, he felt his back molars aching faintly; he sighed inwardly, turned his head to look at Li Ning'er, and spoke in an almost commanding tone.
Chai Daqian glanced again at Old Liao beside him; in fact, Old Liao's steamed buns seemed to be doing even better business these past two days.
Lin Jingyu, having just changed his clothes and trousers, chatted a few words with A Biao; seeing Kong Aichun chase after the young man, he hesitated for a moment before following as well.
And those exquisite carvings, the clearly layered petals, also tested the craftsman's skill greatly.
While Dian Hua sized up Li Xiao and Du Qinshi, the two of them were also sizing up Dian Hua; especially Du Qinshi, meeting Dian Hua for the first time, who sized him up most carefully.
But in the Otherworld, because of the discovery of spiritual energy, they successfully utilized "nuclear" energy to act upon biological evolution.
Facing the light, he could see nothing clearly; he only vaguely saw behind the lights countless pitch-black shadows. Those shadows, none less than raising both hands in strange poses, looked like man-eating beasts baring their claws and fangs.
Of course, what made Mu Ye even more incredulous was that a soft, cute, and gentle girl like Xing would actually "curse."
At this moment, the players on both sides had finished their warm-ups and returned to the locker room, preparing for the upcoming match.
Liu Lei's gaze shifted; how was this energy ball somewhat like his, yet the color was different? But he felt a familiar aura within this black energy ball.
As for obtaining the cells of the strange man Oda Wadatsumi, forget it; such good things naturally belong to the executives.
Zong Jinghao had always been very sensitive about Bai Yunning; Lin Xinyan knew he would definitely be unhappy and wanted to explain, but found she had nothing to say, after all, nothing unspeakable had happened between her and Bai Yunning.
"Since you know the location, then I don't need to guide you, right? See you next time!" Having spoken, Dian Hua's figure vanished into mid-air.
He did not know that Li Ji, the true body of the Divine Dragon, had already chosen to stop paying attention to him; what a tragic thing this was.
I just wanted to show a few colors to these self-important old Taoists who cling to life, so I increased my strength, using the mental method of the Plum Blossom Fist, each punch heavier than the last, the fist force driving straight into his internal organs. After the old Taoist Lu hard-blocked a few of my punches, he found it unbearable; he had to retreat even if he didn't want to, starting to retreat toward the American commander.
First, this old man had the merit of saving him; Zheng Zhong is not someone who forgets kindness. Second, the current Zheng Zhong is already a Nascent Soul cultivator and also has the idea of cultivating his own faction; his goal is to achieve the Great Dao, and he cannot take disciples and followers traveling everywhere.
Facing many gazes, the man's face turned slightly red, seeming to feel extremely ashamed, and he lowered his head.
His emerald-green beautiful pupils stared quietly at the people around, filled with a cold, alert vigilance.
End of Chapter
