Chapter 228: Don't Come, I'm Afraid Old Yin Will Misunderstand

It's over.

Such fast speed.

Dou Changsheng did not expect that he hadn't even eaten his watermelon, and everything was over.

He still felt blank in his heart, because the struggle for the throne of the Lu Kingdom was also very different from what he had in mind. It was agreed that each prince would use strange strategies, compete for supporters, win over courtiers, the Xuanwu Gate Incident, etc., but none of the plots in the TV series appeared.

They just started fighting directly; it was too rough.

And the effect was not...

Although he did have a very good cousin, Xiao Chanjuan, in front of Xiao Moran, a super sister-con, he really didn't have much contact with Xiao Chanjuan.

"No, don't worry, isn't the Sect Master still there!" Cheng Li was helpless and hurriedly stopped his Daoist companion.

There were also lizards covered in scales with large wings, as well as demons with two horns on their heads and terrifying faces, etc.

Xu De walked under the eaves and closed his umbrella. Xu Chang, who was following behind, came up to take the umbrella for him. Xu De's shoes were a bit wet, so he ordered the servants to get him a pair. He sat outside the rain curtain, looking at the gray-black sky from under the eaves, feeling that this place was colder than the battlefield where thousands of people died at every turn.

He had only been away for half a day, and more than half of the Imperial City had been hung with black and white funeral banners. A stream of resentment dyed the sky of the Imperial City as black as ink.

The person Wang Ping called Uncle Liu was the commander of the First Legion and a comrade-in-arms of Wang Ping's deceased parents, Liu Qiang. Although he had a face full of flesh and a full beard, and a terrifying scar on his face, he was still a good person and usually took good care of Wang Ping.

Because it was not a contract, although the follower's power would be raised by the master, if they wanted to truly climb upward, they had to practice hard themselves.

Cheng Ranxuan's mount was on the side, quietly watching the whole process. It was motionless at this moment, like a statue. When Zu Kang came to lead it, it followed Zu Kang directly. Zu Kang turned over and mounted the horse, touching the horse's back. The horse snorted, seemingly not displeased.

Qin Qiong and the others were also taken aback by the strange Bushido spirit of Japan. This indeed seemed a bit terrifying, actually being able to be so desperate. What on earth were they doing it for?

Its head was slightly raised, and its black ink-colored horns were facing a bright moon. A stream of mist connected the horns and the firmament; this was the moonlight being drawn! At the same time, it was bathed in moonlight, and its snow-white soft fur fluttered, like an angel from heaven traveling in the human world.

After shooting two more rounds of arrows, a total of more than thirty Tibetan soldiers were shot down, and more than one hundred Tibetan soldiers rushed to the foot of the wall.

At that time, Chu Yang was very persistent, saying that he wanted to share weal and woe with Xing Mie, and then prepared to wave the Ten Thousand Dao Mysterious Sword to kill again, wanting to completely repel the people of the Demon Realm.

With a long cry of "Li", the big bird chased after them again, pecking fiercely at the two.

Two threatening voices sounded at the same time. Mo Ran recognized these two voices: one was the Ghost King, and the other was Xing Tian.

Intending to anger her, Zhao Qingran did not explain, but walked over and hooked Ji Weiyan's arm.

Qing Yan was like a beautiful flower standing alone in the world. How could she not know Zhu Qingshan's thoughts? In fact, it was just a favor. Someone wanted a confidant, and Zhu Qingshan was willing to curry favor. She just moved her mouth. If she didn't want to give Zhu Qingshan a chance at the beginning, why would she linger here?

Martial God Hundred Fierce Fist against Martial God Hundred Fierce Fist. The God Emperor hit hard, and Xiang Dingtian hit hatefully. The two fought hundreds of times. Although the God Emperor suppressed with absolute advantage, Xiang Dingtian fought very tenaciously and resolutely refused to admit defeat.

Mo Ran became the manager, so the gambling game naturally didn't open. However, if someone requested it, Mo Ran didn't mind helping out.

Hearing his command, those shirtless figures nodded heavily. As their fists clenched, their arms squirmed rapidly. In the blink of an eye, their figures flashed and rushed into Dragon Bear Island. **Chapter 229**