Chapter 111 Su Yu'e's Sarcasm

Lian happily went outside.

As soon as she came out, she felt that she could breathe easily and that the air smelled better.

She felt lighter, and as soon as she was in that room, she felt as if she were being weighed down by a stone.

Her mind raced; she was determined to push things along and, ideally, get Madam Qin to stay for a few days.

With Qin Shi here to hold things together, she and her second sister-in-law can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Chen Fei gave a wry smile. As for the wound on his right arm, perhaps because he was in the Digital World, the wound had scabbed over and was no longer bleeding.

With that thought in mind, Bai Nan took long strides and quickly sat down on the sofa, staring straight at Li Xincheng. He wanted to see Li Xincheng and Leng Qingge with his own eyes.

Looking at her face, her features are well-proportioned, with big eyes and a straight nose. If she lost weight, she would truly be a great beauty.

Her mind was in turmoil, filled with a jumble of information like flying scraps of paper. She had no interest in interacting with the camera, so she simply sat in the last row, using the view as an excuse to think about her next course of action.

A young monk once visited Gutuo Temple in Xilan Prefecture. He looked very much like his uncle Daohai and even shared the same Dharma name. However, this monk only stayed at Gutuo Temple for one day and didn't say where he was going.

The money-grubbers had truly mastered the art of concealing their presence; even he couldn't discern Sheng Zhicheng's true form and almost managed to trick him into revealing information. If Nan Xian hadn't mentioned it by chance, Diao Yu would probably still be in the dark.

Wizardmon frowned as he watched Gizmon's reckless behavior. He didn't recognize this Digimon and had no idea of ​​its weaknesses.

Liang Bing didn't care. This was just a shallow layer of defense. To access the resources inside, she would need to break through a deeper layer of defense.

"Fine, if we have guns, we have guns. We'll just pay with our lives!" The Magma alien gritted his teeth.

After returning home and washing up, we all went to our rooms to lie down. My grandfather, Tang Yuyan, and I then left our bodies and came to the main room.

Ye Xiu remained seated on the sofa, his position blocked by the hairstylist, so Ming Xiaoxiao couldn't see him in the mirror, but he could see Ming Xiaoxiao's profile.

Only then did Xuan Junyao understand why Ouyang Yu'er had decided to give up on Mo Xuanhan. It turned out that her pursuit over the past few days had begun to make Ouyang Yu'er want to back down.

Everyone looked at the young martial artist, wondering what he wanted to ask Murong Yu.

After everyone in the main hall had left, Ling Yuru took off her heavy and gorgeous palace dress and changed back into her light white gauze. She removed all the gold, silver, jade and pearl hairpins from her head, pulled off her headband, and let her cascading black hair fall down.

"Yes, sir, are you really sure you want this jewelry set?" The sales clerk asked, trying to remain calm despite her excitement.

"Master, where do we go now?" After leaving the Golden Palace, Immortal Lord Rouyi asked Huang Zheng.

Ling Yuru added a touch of inner strength to her words, making her voice boom like a bell. The listeners were shaken to their core, and Chang Gang's legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel down.

"Your Majesty... how did you break through the encirclement?" Unable to contain his curiosity, Chang'an blurted out the question almost without thinking.

These Martial Emperor realm warriors knew that Han Yue had a Martial Sect realm expert by his side, so they didn't dare to make a move. They were already grateful that Han Yue didn't kill them.

"Really? Then this is troublesome. What do you plan to do?" Kou Dapeng was a little unsure.

Yu Wushuang's expression instantly darkened, simply because he realized that the reason she had agreed was because of a man. She had agreed to his conditions simply to know his whereabouts and circumstances. Every time he thought of this, he regretted not killing Lan Ke immediately back then.