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Chapter 530: Returning to Mount Shenwu

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Under Gan Zhu Ling, Liu Xiaolou instructed Fang Bu'ai: "Calculating the days, my sister-in-law should arrive in these few days. Their Liu Village is moving the entire village here, so the number of people should be quite large. You see what she intends. As long as it doesn't occupy farmland, let her point it out at will; wherever she points, mark it for her to build the village. As for the fields, I talked to her last year; she is prepared to spend money to find people to reclaim wasteland. You also keep an eye on it; don't occupy the fields of the three villages."

Fang Bu'ai nodded and agreed.

Such a decrepit old man with one foot in the grave was actually the Japanese Sword Saint who was invincible across Japan and had almost swept through the Chinese martial arts world ten years ago?

Jin Juefeng suddenly stepped on the brakes and leaned toward Xu Wanwan all at once. His hot breath sprayed onto her face, and Xu Wanwan's heart skipped a beat.

He and Shen Yao already had a good relationship. Every time Shen Yao held a concert, no matter where he was, he would come to support her, always in the front row. Privately, the two had even eaten together once. He thought Shen Yao would definitely choose him.

Clearly, this person should be the boss. He glanced at the two and, with great discernment, spoke to Er Ya.

Lu Mingfeng couldn't help but follow Ling'er's example, walking on tiptoe, holding her breath, and following her to the round table. The room was full of sky-blue curtains and drapes.

She saw an apricot-colored jacket and skirt, with a high-quality crescent-colored brocade cloak on the outside, and a circle of snow-white rabbit fur on the hat, which made the person look a bit more spirited.

Over this week, the core figures of Chen Feng's power group were almost together every day. Even Liu Jing, who was sitting in his company's headquarters, often rushed to Shibang International after the stock market closed.

"Long Hao, come with me for a while. The others go back to heal your wounds. In the future, if I go into seclusion and you need to see me, you can find your Master's wife!" Qi Jing said again.

Quan Shi had a very pleasant mint scent on him, refreshing and addictive to Han Jiujiu. Finally, as if unable to resist Quan Shi's temptation, Han Jiujiu responded quietly, but what followed was Quan Shi's even more seamless wolf-like gnawing.

After the death of the strongest, this group completely fell apart. They could sit here together today, but tomorrow there might be two less. The two groups that were closest before... might be the ones fighting the fiercest.

And they were all in his harem, and both of them were quite shameless. Knowing that he had come, they didn't even tidy up. What was this for him to see?

Geng Yue took it and twisted the fabric between her thumb and forefinger. The fabric was good fabric, but it had been too long. It was inevitable that it would be a bit bad if no one wore it often.

This smile had just appeared, and the thoughts in her heart hadn't even been spoken yet. Lin Chuyue wanted to speak, but she couldn't.

The remaining few women laughed loudly, their voices extremely lewd and unbearable. Lin Chuyue frowned and hurriedly helped her mother inside. Seeing Lin Chuyue's pale face, Lin's mother felt a sour ache in her heart. She could endure the pointing at herself in the past, but Chuyue was an innocent girl and could not withstand such slander.

That majestic dragon head, the earth-brown dragon scales, the sharp tail, and the dragon wings spanning tens of meters all spoke of the power of this giant dragon.

As the purple ring continued to expand and rise, Chopper's giant black palm was ultimately unable to suppress it and was instead bounced high into the air by its vibration.

"Third Princess, it was clearly you who invited me to this pavilion, and it was you who took the initiative to seduce me. How can you make false accusations and call me a lecher? Isn't this a bit too much like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?" The man in black said with conviction.

Saying this, he waved his hand, and his guard, Zi Yi, brought a tray to Mu Xinuan's front.

Now, these refugees were not just dozens or hundreds! That was tens of thousands of refugees! And that was just in one commandery. If the local officials couldn't handle it properly, the matter would get bigger and bigger, and in the end, not only would their official hats be lost, but their lives might also be lost.

This time, I didn't dare to tear it again, but found the tight knot and unraveled it along the direction of the knot. Sure enough, it opened after not long. ### Chapter 531: Night Talk at the West Window

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