Chapter 110: Chancellor's Mansion

Chancellor's Mansion.

Dou Changsheng stood on the open space.

Wisps of clear wind were born out of thin air, wrapping around Dou Changsheng, slowly lifting him off the ground, his feet leaving the ground, standing in mid-air.

At this moment, Dou Changsheng seemed to have turned into a fish, swimming in the sea called Heaven and Earth.

Easily changing directions from mid-air, free and easy, relaxed and comfortable.

This is the Wind Summoning Art.

Divine Ability is the hallmark of the Divine Marvel Realm.

Just after letting go of the Yin messenger's hand and taking two steps, he was scared by Ling Ye Feng's sharp gaze and ran behind the Yin messenger, holding the Yin messenger's thigh and shaking his head at me.

His face was very ugly, sinking down, and his originally demonic face became solemn, making people feel cold in their hearts.

Listening to these light and breezy words of Lin Jiajia and seeing her calm and waveless appearance, Fu Shijin frowned his handsome brows, and for a moment he didn't know what her state of mind was at this time; looking for a long time, Fu Shijin lowered his head and kissed her forehead without speaking.

Ding Jie didn't dare to glare at Zhao Wen, fearing that Mu Zhijun would see it, so she could only glare fiercely at Jian Yijun, as if all this was her fault.

The huge pitch-black demonic hand exploded immediately, and the tattered web of law chains also exploded root by root, rolling up a terrifying chaotic storm in this void.

So, when his dad got out of prison and quarreled every time saying he killed his mom, he was sadder than anyone, okay?

It's a pity that Staff Officer Wang arranged for the hot air balloon troops to prepare for airborne troops to snatch the city gate, and wait for the city gate to open to rush into the city to start fighting; looking at it this way, it seems completely unnecessary.

Resignedly sighing, I walked back and wiped the place he pointed to again according to his instructions.

After eating the porridge, Jiang Yang didn't shout about stomach pain anymore. I carried him into the bedroom with Bao Yuanyuan. When I came out, Jiang Yang was hugging Bao Yuanyuan's waist like a rascal, refusing to let go.

Although the makeup artist who did my makeup used very good cosmetics, I still cried my makeup off; the eyeliner was a bit smudged, and the tears washed away the makeup on the lower eyelids, revealing my dark circles. There were also several incomplete lipstick marks on my face because Zhuang Yan had kissed my face.

This strike went out. Taking advantage of their moment of distraction. Jun Mochen immediately pulled me and ran into the depths of the forest.

Miao Sen is tall and heroic, his face like a knife cut; he is a rare Barbarian King body, his bronze-colored skin shining with precious light. The temperament of this young man from the Miao Barbarian tribe is more stable than before, but his hair is messy, and his expression carries a trace of lingering loneliness, as if he has unresolved worries.

And as long as you sprinkle underworld money into it. You can take out items of equal value. A stone tablet next to it describes in detail the function and price of all items inside. And most of them are relatively expensive; at the current stage, the two people's accounts add up to a total of 1.5 million underworld money. How many things can this little money buy?

Having witnessed the true power of the first-generation Diancie, Xerneas understands that the potential of the Diancie clan is immeasurable and can erupt with very strong combat power, so it did not skimp, directly releasing its own fairy aura to develop the potential for the two elves.

The energy in Guan Qie's body in the formation gradually exhausted. By the time the scorching sun shone directly on the earth, under Xiao Ling's endless formations and sneak attacks. Guan Qie finally couldn't hold on, and was finally hit by Xiao Ling with a wooden stick and fainted.

However, this is not the most troublesome thing; the most troublesome thing is that she suspects that the person who died is not Sikong Cheng.

With the sound of a blade falling, several heads fell to the ground at the same time, dragging several long bloodstains on the ground. King Tianli suddenly rushed toward a pillar like crazy, and a clear sound of impact echoed in his ears for a long time.

Gongsun Jinhua calmed down, his gloomy gaze looking at the imperial edict like a snake or scorpion, once again shaking his father who was already beginning to hesitate.