As soon as Chen entered, he heard him say this and immediately turned cold, took off his hat and gave it to him, "During working hours, what are you doing here? Lin Zhiyang, didn't you work hard again?"

  "Master, it wasn't me, it was my senior brothers!" Lin Zhiyang protested.

  In short, it's all about how he looks at him with disapproval.

  ......

  The Red Bull is extremely cruel and bloodthirsty, especially towards cultivators. It has killed countless cultivators.

  The old man is going to set out early tomorrow to settle the score with that ghostly, treacherous "senior brother" of mine, and as his disciple, as the 36th generation painter of the Huā Líng Sect, I can only watch helplessly as he goes into danger alone, still under the old man's wing, unable to participate.

  But the audience thought it would be a one-sided game, but they didn't expect things to develop so strangely. On one side was Yuan Ying period, and on the other side was Jindan period, with such a big difference in realm, yet they were both stuck in a stalemate.

  Uncle drank the soup, and Grandma told him her plan. "Brother, I recently sold cicadas and got to know some factory leaders. I sent them our village's watermelon, they all said it was delicious.

  "Who made me your assistant? You're sick, I still have to take care of you. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother with you." She muttered and went upstairs again.

  Chang Xing hastily took over the token, which felt slightly cool to the touch. It was only slightly larger than the usual tokens they were accustomed to seeing, and the texture of the patterns on it was also more exquisite.

  "Auntie, let's try again, shall we? It's really hard to sell at home. Yesterday, it was three cents a pound and still didn't sell much. I think there are more people in the city, so it should be better than at home. If not, we can lower the price and sell for three cents a pound too. At least that's better than having them go to waste." Han Daowei looked at the whole yard of watermelons and worriedly consulted with his grandma.

  Youyou and her husband Gu Jing got off the train in Kyoto. The moment Youyou stepped off the train, she looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh: Kyoto, I'm here.

  I summoned the twelve yuan zhen and looked around in all directions, but didn't find any signs of yin spirits appearing. I was worried at the same time, and became even more confused.

  "Hmph. Zhuo Lingyue, in your heart, everyone else is probably just like that except for Mo Yanwen, right? How ridiculous." Li Zhenfeng cast a disdainful glance at her before heading downstairs.

  "Mr. Lin, no need to beat around the bush, there's a reason why I'm disturbing you this morning, do you have some time?" Chen Zhuo asked politely after Lin Feng's two chuckles.

  Especially Li Badao has now reached the realm of a saint, and in this situation, he is also very clear about the extent of his power.

  Mo Yinchen is quite suitable, and it's said that during his absence, Mo Yinchen was in charge of the company, so it's only natural that the company fell into his hands.

  "Congratulations, Senior, for breaking through to the Earth Immortal realm!" The demon spirit instantly separated from Hao Ran's main body and rose into the air, where the clouds parted to reveal a majestic sight. With the sudden influx of soul information received from the multitude of split soul pathways, it immediately shouted out in loud congratulations.

  Shu Ning later thought of Tong Ying's last point and felt relieved. This meant that she only needed to continue pretending to be mediocre, hoping to be eliminated from the selection, and no longer had to work hard to grasp the degree that was good but not too good.

  Of course, she just smiled lightly, like some people in the audience who laughed and bowed their heads, but that was far from her.

  But in her heart, she knew that the current situation was also Mo Jia's wish. After all, Su Qing had been so painful before, how could she use what happened between herself and Hua Lin Qi to stimulate her?

  The treasure used by the thin man and the fat man is a bell and a gong, which looks like a set of treasures in terms of style and craftsmanship, or can be said to be complementary treasures.