Chapter 447

A long time ago, the teacher Zheng Sanxuan accepted the Hero Order and went down the mountain to strive for the continuation of the sect. Unfortunately, his efforts ended at his seventeenth Hero Assembly.

At that time, Liu Xiaolou had just turned eighteen, his cultivation was at the second stage of Qi Refinement, and he could hardly see any hope of continuing. He once went bankrupt, wanting to find hope on that slim path of cultivation, and joined the Dongyang Sect, but he didn't get his wish.

When he couldn't see a way out, he ushered in another—

"Mm—" Seeing that she didn't use much strength, Ni Yuan felt a tingling sensation like an electric shock, making him unable to help but shiver and exclaim.

Ao Batian and the others looked at the scene around them, their eyes full of surprise. They didn't expect this dungeon to be under Shi Weitian.

Correct, what appeared in the camera at this moment was indeed the situation outside the Bird's Nest Stadium, and the camera was given to a long red carpet.

Liu Lijun took the document, then looked at it carefully for a while before handing it back. But she still stared at her coldly. However, she didn't say anything more.

Perhaps, ever since meeting Feng Huo Niang in Douweizi Village, the boat of fate had begun to change its original direction. Who knew about all this?

Thinking of the opponent retreating in shame and himself subduing the enemy without fighting, a satisfied smile once again appeared on Ping Yifeng's well-maintained face.

"Oh! It was clearly him who hit me with the ball first. Didn't you see?" Qin Jun smiled contemptuously. It seemed that this blue-eyed mixed-race boy in front of him wasn't stupid.

The sound of bone cracking was heard frequently, and Jiang Xuan let out a muffled groan, holding Han Dong'er as they rolled into the mountain forest.

The will of the Slavery Great Dao fell into a long silence. It estimated that it had rarely seen such a freak as the Ghost Master, who could witness the Slavery Great Dao but was full of sycophancy, had no dominance, and was willing to be lowly.

"Borrowing the fox's power to intimidate?" Gu Jinxi sneered, raised her arm, and directly threw Master Xing away, landing heavily on the ground.

A-Sheng naively thought that when she grew a little older, she would get some seeds into the space to try soilless cultivation. If successful, she would be equivalent to having millions of acres of fertile land with her; if it failed... then this space would truly be a chicken rib.

And thinking of this, she suddenly realized that Shen Ting hadn't contacted her since they last met. Didn't they agree to observe carefully and tell her as soon as there was any news? Why was there still no news until now?

Luo Tianhuan walked to the corpse of the player who had been shot in the head and took off the resource backpack on the corpse. That backpack contained the resources Luo Tianhuan needed.

Li Jiayu suddenly couldn't breathe. Her legs went soft, and she hurriedly supported herself on the sofa beside her and sat down.

Autumn wind blew through the still green mountain forest, but the Han officials' hearts were already desolate. The twenty-meter-high tomb was lush and green, as if it were part of Mang Mountain, and as if it were a giant pillowing against a large area of palace buildings, looking down at the humans coming majestically from the city.

The ink-green eyes were deep to the extreme, yet they seemed to contain the brilliance of the world, full of charm.

Second Master... A-Di could never change the habit of calling Fangfang like this. Su Yi didn't ask anymore. She got up silently and put on a sportswear—that was bought on a whim the day she went shopping. Originally, she thought very beautifully, at least she could urge herself to go running when Xiya was there, but it turned out to be just thinking about it.

Looking at the face... the features were upright, the appearance was dignified, the eyes were as bright as stars, a pair of sword brows entered the temples, and the skin was porcelain white and smooth, without the roughness of ordinary soldiers. Put into modern times, he could be a movie star.

Clearly it was just an ordinary shirt that couldn't be more ordinary, but on her, it lived up to an extra bit of wild, messy beauty.

"I have never thought of taking it back either. But now I don't have time to chat with you about these problems. If there is nothing else, the two of you please go." Luo Zixiu said again.