Chapter 128: Shopping and illness

Su Yi smiled. She saw the sparkling stream by the roadside, apricot blossoms like rain, green trees providing shade, and the scenery was very pleasant. Her mood also improved, and she rested her forehead on her arm against the window, looking at the scenery outside in a daze.

"How is it? Has anything happened at the company during this period?" Xia Haoran asked with a smile.

Before coming, Lu Zhonghua had inquired about the key point. It was said that Su Zhi wanted to take down the major project of the old city renovation in Haikou City upon taking office, and the entry point was the mayor, Su Ming, a distant relative.

At the stairwell lay Linglan's corpse. If she wanted to go up the stairs, she had to pass by Linglan's corpse.

Although Xuan Shao only glanced at her faintly and then looked away, she felt his gaze was sharp, as if she had been seen through by him.

Good. This kind of skill is not simply martial strength; how could it be described by a single word "good"? Even using "supernatural skill" or other flowery words couldn't express the old man's skill. A "good" seemed just right.

"Don't worry about others. Qin Han is a firecracker after all, and Wei Lianghong is counting on him to curry favor with those above, so it's impossible for him to punish him. As for the work in your hands, Qin Han has already handed it to others to do. You just need to rest well today." Xing'er said.

Shennongjia is famous throughout the world because of the legend that the Huaxia ancestor, Shennong, built wooden ladders here, tasted hundreds of herbs, saved the people from illness and death, and taught the people to farm. Since ancient times, countless strange stories have been born here.

Sixteen Nights was still as arrogant as ever, not even blinking an eyelid. Hongyue became anxious, flew over, and pressed down on Yu Lei's hand.

However, things like appearance—"original" and "modified" are different after all. Wang Luodan didn't want to leave any knots in Zhao Zixian's heart because of this kind of thing.

However, conflicting with this statement, behind the soldiers stood three terrifying MS.

Not only that, Zhu Weixin also felt a helpless amplitude, which was probably manufactured for the player's consciousness band, just like the suppressor that limits ability users in the world of ability users.

Zhao Ziya pursed her lips and smiled, sighing that her husband had suddenly changed so much today, the joy in her heart self-evident.

One could see him take two blood-red crystals and smash them with a special hammer, then fiddle with them with his hands. This was the last step of refining Xuanzhong Crystal, and also the key. This blood-red crystal was called "Blood Fire Diamond." High density, high hardness. Add it to the Abyssal Xuan Iron Powder for quenching.

"According to what you said, that person must have great ambition or desire, and has no small influence... No wonder you found me." Treles understood everything at this moment and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

"Then our MS team will enter the sortie preparation after your side's action—but for the specific situation, I still need the opinion of another person." The Lieutenant General rarely didn't make a decisive judgment, only expressing a supportive answer like this.

It was impossible not to be punished; he only hoped his brother could treat him lightly for the sake of being his own brother.

"Lieutenant Jakes, the report from above says there are satellite fragments falling." The OZ soldier in the co-pilot seat reported to the person sitting in the back seat.

Seeing Yang Shiman like this, Chen Qiu smiled. He wasn't a pretentious person and hadn't intended to refuse in the first place.

Shao Yu also raised two fingers, instantly countering the cyan-green sword light sent by Mo Wuwei with a pale blue sword light.

So who would pop out at this time? Huang Guan was somewhat hesitant in his heart at this moment, but this hesitation didn't last long. After all, having reached this point, even if it were a dead horse, it could only be treated as a live horse.

Li Danruo watched Li Wan's car turn out of the alley, raised her hand to stroke her forehead, and let out a long sigh of relief. It was good that they were setting off the day after tomorrow. Even if she knew on the road that it was indeed a *pijiang* taking a concubine, with this suspicion, this Yongzhou was definitely a must-visit. Once this term returned, things in the palace should settle down.

On the afternoon of meeting Bai Yixue at the coffee shop, Lv Haotian's schedule was already completely full.

It was different now. Wang Kai had seen Leina twice. She was living quite well here, no longer stirring up trouble or looking for things in the afterlife. She was trying hard to perform, hoping to enter the list of awakened ones soon.

Of course, Lv Haotian also heard the expectation in Su Yingmei's tone. However, he had already promised Bai Yixue first.

Stephen Strange said. He certainly knew the cause of the previous events, but he felt that Wang Kai was too overbearing. Even if the United Nations and the US military were in the wrong, he couldn't kill so many people.

Actually, she didn't have much change. In the week since returning from the Northwest, she had already made up for some, but the elderly always wished their children would eat until they were round and plump.

Immediately, Yang Huan tasted the profound flavor of "Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night, where does the jade person teach the flute playing," thinking he was just having a beautiful dream.

Under their explanation, Ruan Mengmeng, who had turned into a wandering soul—commonly known as a "ghost"—finally understood that she was already dead.

Qin Fangbai was chatting with his grandmother. Occasionally, a sentence or two drifted over with the wind. Su Wuyang was simply dumbfounded. A CEO of a listed group talking about crops with a village old lady—was he sure he could distinguish whether peanuts grew underground or on trees?

Mu Fengxi's heart was in a mess, her feet as if stepping on flowing water, flying back to the Yinghui Palace.

Gu Yeheng thought about it. He estimated that for these ten days or so, the fact that Mu Fengxi had lost her memory had long been known to the Empress Dowager.

Now no one was bothering him to pick spiritual herbs. Most people were still stuck at the third or fourth mountain fighting for jade slips. The few who reached the fifth mountain saw the Shura field full of ground and didn't dare to enter the sixth mountain at all, all trembling and staying on the fifth mountain, fearing that if they went to the sixth mountain, they would be ambushed again.

Finally, after arriving at the hall of what was once the casino, the Beggar Sect disciple stopped his steps and asked Luo Yu to wait a moment while he went to report to the helm master.

A green robe draped from the top of his head down to cover his entire body; his face was directed straight at Gu Yeheng, and the terrifying part was that his face was merely an outline, with no eyes, no nose, and no lips, just a mass of deep green mist.

Jun Moxiao struck out with a palm, and a palm wind as swift and fierce as a dragon surged forth, heading straight for Li Buwen. Li Buwen had already been forced into a dead end and now had absolutely no room to dodge, so he had no choice but to circulate his Qi to resist. But no matter how strong his martial arts were, how could he possibly overcome the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms in a direct head-on clash?

He pushed over all the freezers, found a large barrel of alcohol, opened the lid, lifted it up, and poured it all over the various reagents scattered across the floor.