Chapter 417: We are the family

Heartbroken.

Truly very heartbroken.

Since someone landed on the island, they brought the crooked winds and evil spirits from the outside into Fangzhang Xiandao, polluting the fairy-like human fairyland and filling this fairy island with vulgarity.

In the end, wanting to gain a foothold on Fangzhang Xiandao required being related to someone.

How sad is this?

Pain, it is truly too painful.

Ah, it is myself.

Then there is no problem, this Fangzhang...

It could be seen that space power was rolling in the sky, actually forming waves of space.

"Is it okay like this?" Shang Jielan looked at Song Hong blankly, very confused. She knew Shang Jielan generally wouldn't pit her.

Wiping away her tears messily, He Qian lowered her head and entered a peaceful dream in the deafening music.

The Piano Emperor Alan arranged for everyone in the Ai family to stay in the renovated Lingai Palace. All houses within a five-mile radius were vacated by Alan for his family members to live in.

A gust of wind suddenly rose beside me, and I saw Nan Ge suddenly twist his body, shrink his neck, and actually slip out of the Scar-Eyed Man's hands. At the same time, one of his hands suddenly reached up from under my armpit, wanting to twist away the Scar-Eyed Man's other hand that was holding my neck.

This was one of his reliance for confidence. Another reliance was the ten thousand-strong army he led, all of which were elites carefully trained by Zhang Jiao. Although Zhong An still had lingering fears when thinking about the previous battle with Chen Ran, he was bringing these people to act as a spoiler, not to fight Chen Ran, so naturally, he didn't need to worry too much.

A single cavalryman naturally didn't count for much, but if ten thousand cavalrymen charged, then this formation would truly be earth-shattering.

Under the devastation of the two, the bamboo forest, which didn't know how many people's thoughts were entrusted to it, turned into ruins.

After all, the Emperor was one of the first few Hunyuan-realm cultivators. Since his birth, this red lotus could be said to be inseparable. Speaking of this, could it be that the Emperor's true body had actually secretly come to this bitter sea?

Acting fleet commander Colonel Anglor, who relied on cigarettes and coffee to refresh his mind, hadn't sorted out his thoughts when the radar control room reported discovering an L-wave pulse radar.

"That's right, sleep well today, and we'll contact President Ma again tomorrow," Chen Ping said.

And the next second, another countless number of walking dead roared and surged toward the human defense line at the far end.

"This... the ticket seller should be Mr. Accountant Dashan who thought of it. But A-Ren and the others' stall should be the venue they went to ask the troupe leader for themselves yesterday," Asuna said with a somewhat awkward laugh.

Shang Yunmeng and Su Daji sat on one side each, eating desserts and enjoying rare leisure time.

A burst of thumping footsteps came from the stairs, sounding vigorous and heavy. A moment later, someone started rolling their tongue and clumsily saying "Please show your documents" in German.

"Mr. Van Holk is a submarine officer, right?" After thinking about it, Lin En chose this slightly amateurish way of starting a conversation.

At this glance, Xiu Jian had to hold his breath; it was Lagou, emitting the light he just saw.

Downstairs, including "Aunt Manli's nephew," there were a total of four men who had never met before. Except for one who seemed to be the leader, the other three were all under thirty years old. It seemed they were also persisting until now based on their full conviction.

Although Wang Yucheng asked like this, she hadn't actually appeared in front of other men like this. Even if it were Lu Chuan, if he came, she would put on pajamas. Only when facing Fang Yichen would she be like this.

Unfortunately, although high-grade Yellow-level items were not easy to get, this bottle of pills didn't seem to have much attraction, only auctioning for 900,000.

Qin Jue was immersed in the piano piece he created himself, but had never seriously finished playing once, called "Kill." ===== CHAPTER 418 =====