Chapter 147: Ji Heming caught on the spot! #ChiYeImSorry# spreads across the internet

Ji Heming is finished.

The Ji Heming I wanted to protect even while wearing a hat is finished.

Little President Liu's head was buzzing at this moment; he still didn't know who did this, but looking at the familiar IDs of those marketing accounts, and having the experience of being messed with last time, he locked onto one person almost instantly.

But now was not the time to consider these things; his phone had already been blown up by partners, and there were also calls from the big boss.

"I am solving it..."

Jiang Dong, wearing black clothes with a golden flying dragon embroidered on his chest, was much younger; in fact, in terms of seniority, he was the next generation after Yuan Wei and the others.

Therefore, from the upper level of Nanny Gui and Nanny Zhong, down to the rough maids sweeping in the courtyard, everyone was looking forward to the Third Young Mistress's Guilin Residence being full of guests.

They spent a total of eight days going back and forth. After eight days of recuperation, Li Mo could move freely, but still couldn't use brute force, and Ji Yunye's wounds had also healed; the scars were controlled by Ling Yue so that although they didn't proliferate or bulge, they were still very obvious, especially on the face, the skin being red and white, extremely affecting the aesthetics.

Everyone looked, only to see goose-feather snow drifting in the sky. Haimo put his hands together and said: "Namo Guanyin Bodhisattva, Putuo Mountain rarely snows, why is the snow so heavy this year?" Wang Hou's nose felt sore; it was truly adding frost to snow, even the last opportunity to search tomorrow was taken away by this heavy snow?

"Everyone follow me this way, there is a boat here." A Ling pulled Muyue's hand and hopped toward the reed marsh; with a wave of her hand, a ferry appeared by the reed marsh, and as their footsteps stepped onto the end of the wooden bridge, a simple wooden boat emerged from under the water.

However, when Tian Tian walked closer, she discovered that her dad was clutching his abdomen, sweating profusely, with a face full of unbearable pain.

He sniffed hard with a nose like a dog's, and then his gaze fixed on He Changdi's camp.

"I didn't think so much at the time, just thinking about doing it according to my conscience. My mom often taught us sisters and brothers to have a clear conscience when doing things, to be worthy of our conscience, and to be forgiving when possible." He answered calmly and composedly.

"You Nie family members are rebellious, defying the Guishan Royal Family and wanting to just leave like this?! This Consort has come here to see you off!" Consort Min's pretty eyebrows stood up, her anger soaring to the sky. And she didn't allow Nie Teng to explain at all, directly taking out a spirit banner to summon meteorites carrying flames and black smoke to kill them.

"Huo Qi!" Lu Chenyuan looked at the person floating in the air covered in dazzling radiance without sorrow or joy, spitting out two words.

"Uncle and Aunt have already rested?" Song Nanpei asked with concern; he was still in the company now, and today Qi Xingyu told him early that her parents were back, so he probably couldn't meet them. Song Nanpei thought he had nothing to do, so he simply stayed in the company to work overtime.

The Potions instructor Kyle was a thin middle-aged man. When Maya took Solon to find him, they knocked on the door for a full ten minutes before Kyle came out with a test tube, took the parchment, and drilled back in. During the whole process, he didn't say a word, and didn't even look at Solon.

After taking the oath, the Wedding Pill that had been slow to be finally refined suddenly collapsed. Although Bao Tian benefited greatly, he left himself a hidden danger.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and Solon could already clearly sense the state of the three Nether Wolves: restless, uneasy, and fearful; even though they were made into ghosts, they still retained their habits from when they were alive.

In everyone's eyes, Xiao Qing seemed to have quieted down in an instant, even quietly closing his eyes. If it weren't for the hammer he held high, and the flashing electric light, some people might have thought he was asleep.

Inside a palace like a huge cake in the New World, a fat and massive figure sat on an exquisite throne inlaid with many gems, greedily and constantly stuffing various delicious desserts sent to him into his bloody mouth. ===== CHAPTER 148 =====