Chapter 562

The enthusiastic conversation with Li Wuzhen did not last long before it was interrupted by Li Wuhui. He coughed several times with displeasure, reminding Li Wuzhen to be mindful of the occasion. Only then did Li Wuzhen lower her head with a blushing face, no longer looking at Liu Xiaolou.

Liu Xiaolou did not push it, quietly indicating that the subsequent stories of the Taiyuan Zongzhen Sect could be discussed and exchanged in private.

Thus, the main tent returned to the right track, and they began to discuss serious matters.

Li Wuya did not say much; it was mainly the old Wuhui from the Li family's second branch who was with Liu.

However, Lei Yi and the others did not notice that the expressions of Reynold and the five elders of the Lightning Clan remained gloomy.

General Brett saw Grand Marshal Feng Changqing break into Fufa City, so he exerted his skills, drew his precious sword, and charged at Feng Changqing. The two began a fierce battle as soon as they met. After fighting for over a hundred rounds, Brett was finally killed by Grand Marshal Feng Changqing with a single slash. Afterward, the government army's momentum grew even stronger, and they charged all the way to the city tower.

After my father wiped all the blood off my body, he took me back to the Evil Spirit Tribe. My father concealed the fact that I had killed those adult elves.

This blow clearly dealt a heavy injury to the strange bird, but it was far from enough to kill it.

"Ding~" With a crisp bell sound, the elevator stopped at the top floor of the Willis Hotel. Song Bufan welcomed Huangfu Yichen to the door.

Baishan opposite seemed to be startled by this accidental contact, her fingertips trembling, but she still endured and caught the teacup that was about to fall, hurriedly turning around to move back and pour tea.

Ling Chutian was also somewhat hesitant upon hearing this, but he gritted his teeth. Within his Cave Heaven, a sound transmission wrapped in spiritual power was released like a swimming fish, directly piercing through space and time, and dissipating.

Zhao Zilong turned his head and looked into the car; the man was packing his things and preparing to get out. Zhao Zilong grabbed the man's shoulder. The man noticed Zhao Zilong when he opened the car door, but he was busy packing and didn't notice him, nor did he call out to him. Just as he was about to call him, he was grabbed by him.

Zhuang Jian looked at the force his big brother had founded with his own hands and sighed with genuine admiration. However, the Yanwu Hall was tightly closed at this time, with no one entering or leaving, which made him frown.

Su Liu Yu did not speak, but she startled Dong Ru so much that she jumped, hurriedly saying, "I didn't mean that, my lord, please don't take it to heart." She had long thought she shouldn't have replied; once these words were out, she was in the wrong no matter what.

In the morning, it was the time when there were many guests. Customers flowed through the broker's agency, and the flow of people and the noise made the agency exceptionally lively.

It was not that he hadn't thought about the danger of tonight's situation, but that he hadn't thought that the two bodyguards beside him, who had blocked many dangers for him, would be so vulnerable in front of this young man.

The Flying Phoenix shrieked as it pierced out from the void. A strong wind blew in the dense forest, and it swooped down toward the ground with a red spiritual light.

"Dad, little brother was injured last time and lost a lot of blood. The doctor said he needs to be nourished, and the doctor said little brother is usually malnourished."

"I'll bet with you." Guan Yao also took out a Forbidden-Breaking Pill. For Guan Yao, although his family no longer supported him, he still had some stock in his hands.

The moment Diao Chan saw Ma Yunlu, she saw that the other party had already been taken away by the soldiers who had rushed in.

Beifeng thought about it and began to feel afraid. The Black Society's punishments were disgusting and painful, and even now, the mere mention of them made him turn pale.

The leader was a white man, carrying two large suitcases, with solid muscles, like half a tower of iron.

However, there was no learning. After the old Daoist priest offered sacrifices, the priest also lived in the residence.

Fan Ning only felt a headache. Feng Mieliao was being so attentive; he was probably asking for something.

Bo'er gently patted her back, his eyes staring gloomily at the ancient castle dozens of meters away, but his words were exceptionally gentle.