Chapter 354: Please, My Savior

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After the communication with Maier, Wang Liumei was heartbroken for a long time before she recovered. To be honest, she felt a bit incredible about this feeling of hers.

Since her brother died, how long had it been since she was this sad?

"Could it be that in my heart, I truly recognized this fathe..."

Standing up and walking to the bedside, she skillfully removed the sachet, threw the herbs inside into the furnace to burn them to ashes, and took out new ones to replace them.

Powerful fluctuations suddenly rushed in from all directions. These enemies who had already died all sacrificed their weapons, and some could even cast secret arts, striking at Ye Guchen.

A series of strange tearing sounds rang out. Zhou Mu's fingernails on both hands grew rapidly, and like sharp daggers, they "clanged" and popped out.

Even so, Master Wang was still a person of standing in this village; even the village chief treated him with courtesy.

However, the former's deeds of beheading seven generals in battle, raiding the granary, and borrowing arrows with straw boats had already spread.

If one takes the masters of the former seven great immortal sects as an example, they might not necessarily be able to advance a level in a thousand years.

It's just that the medicine they usually take is medicinal soup boiled from herbs; this kind of medicine is still the first time they've seen it.

Bei Ci's exquisite craftsmanship in making pastries is known to everyone in the General's Mansion; Wang Quan using this excuse is not wrong.

The simple wooden table and the patterns on the wooden railings all show that this Li family mansion has been around for some years.

He rode his horse, his thoughts in turmoil, and Li Han beside him also remained silent. The two were silent all the way, only hearing the sound of horse hooves and the whistling wind.

He Xiao walked behind Ji Siming, reached out to hug his waist, and pressed her face against his hard back, silently feeling his powerful heartbeat.

"Tang Jin?" Wang Fang waved his hand and said, "He is a Sea-Suppressing man and still has to manage a group of subordinates in Sea-Suppressing. It is very inconvenient for him to come to Pinghai to protect you. Why did you specifically choose him?" As a gang leader, he was not an ordinary person and vaguely guessed something.

Sima Hui shook his head helplessly, glanced at Dian Wei, and suddenly his brows knit, as if enduring some terrible pain, and then he fell to the ground. Blood also flowed from his seven orifices. His originally tightly clenched hand loosened. An exquisite porcelain bottle fell out.

A very cliché story: the man with money goes out to indulge in debauchery, flirting and messing around outside, while Lin Shengnan's mother swallows her pride and refuses to divorce.

The meteorites drifted clockwise at different speeds, and from time to time, some meteorites rubbed and collided, kicking up countless fragments.

"The road ahead is long and far, I will search high and low!" Just as Xing Luo said this, Liu Fangqing had already nodded and turned sideways, welcoming Xing Luo into the room.

"What's wrong?" His voice was trembling and chaotic, his eyes frantic. Everyone knew his current condition was extremely poor. Under the drastic change of heart and mind, it is very easy to go into demonic deviation.

"Heavenly Net" is the most powerful move of the Shaolin staff formation and can be said to be its essence. One could see eighteen fiery red staffs connected tail to tail, carrying bursts of strong wind, forming a dense staff net.

Gelahahn sat exhaustedly on the ground, leaning his back against a dilapidated wall, stretching his legs out as much as he could. The posture looked very comfortable, but it was the result of him having to do so.

And Zhao Yun, who had formulated the combat plan, commanded the troops to fly rapidly toward the location of Gelahahn's army. A great battle was inevitable.

Long Luo said: "Sister Yan is already at the eighth level of the God Emperor realm, and that Sect Master of the Yunling Sect is only at the sixth level of the God Emperor realm. Sister Yan and Mo Tong should be able to handle it. It is a bit abnormal that they haven't returned after three months."

"Haha! Haha! Haha!" She laughed and floated up, speeding toward the north. The hoarse laughter was like a broken wooden door creaking in the wind, extremely unpleasant. ===== CHAPTER 355 =====