Are you all after the heroine? I married that female devil

Chapter 1056 Group of 3

The leader was a man wearing cloth, a bamboo hat, holding a Mo Dao, and with a scar on his nose.

Zeng Fan raised his hand to stop the two people who were walking forward behind him, and moved his eyes to Ye Liyan, looking her up and down, then he put away some of his vigilance and politely invited her: "Lady, this dense forest is quite dangerous and unpredictable. We all come here to look for treasures, so why not join us?"

"Heroine?"

Seeing that Ye Liyan ignored him, Zeng Fan called out again.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Ye Liyan in front of him left the spot with a "swish!" and disappeared.

Mo Xuanfeng was also puzzled. He knew Gu Chao's talent in swordsmanship. Why didn't Gu Chao unlock his magic weapon? This was really strange.

"That's just on the surface. The real age can't be seen with the eyes. Isn't Si Mo about the same age as me? That guy is hundreds of years old..." The voices of the master and the disciple were getting farther and farther away.

This weird voice came from the corner of the room. Li Bai was surprised. He looked over Du Fu and saw a pair of drunken eyes raised from the corner. It was Cen Shen who fell drunk as soon as he entered the room.

There is a kind of madness in this world that will never stop, and it will never stop unless it gets the desired ending.

How could this happen? This faith fire was originally a storage fire energy cultivated through the combination of internal energy and fire body training. Now it seems that its nature has changed and it is not just a simple storage energy.

Contrary to Song Yi's expectations, these seemingly complicated steps were very popular and respected by the members participating in the event. It was precisely because the process was complicated and cumbersome that they felt it was very traditional, proving that they were not fooled and that the ten-yuan membership fee was simply worth the money.

The strongest four-attribute first-level sword force, Meng Wu's sword force, rushed towards Gu Chao with madness, but Meng Wu's crazy sword force was also broken by Gu Chao's sword force.

"It's good that you know it, why do you have to say it out loud? Who told you not to let the elders teach you the sealing magic? Now if you want me to disappear, it depends on my mood." Lele crossed his arms and made faces at Rails.

In terms of internal strength, Murong Ying is said to have surpassed everyone and is now at the seventh level of the acquired realm, leaving the others far behind.

They came to a deep ravine beside a mountain top, where they saw white mist lingering around and it was hard to measure the bottom. Although the Taoist priests like Partridge Whistle were good at cracking the mechanisms and secret passages in various tombs, they were not as good at finding the location, so everyone placed their hopes on Chen Yulou.

Unfortunately, there are too few such evil spirits. Lei Shan was very happy to get so many at once.

Cheng Jingyu believed it. If this wasn't a real talent for languages, then it must have something to do with Northern Xinjiang.

I put the note away, turned back to the yard, and was about to go in when I saw that the mailbox hanging on the gate had been moved. I opened it and saw a flyer inside.

As they were talking, everyone picked up their wine glasses and toasted Zhang Zhiwei. Zhang Zhiwei did not refuse and directly replaced the wine with tea. He chatted with everyone and naturally became more familiar with everyone.

Smooth, round, and white as jade, a pair of translucent stockings as thin as a cicada's wing cling to it, outlining the graceful curves.

"Look at your money-grubbing face, it's shameful!" The prince scolded in a fake manner, then waved his hand and asked the people below to present the things that had been prepared for him long ago.

So he walked around the palace three times, asked someone to prepare some top-quality supplements, and went to the Marquis' Mansion.

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Liu screamed again. This time, a long and thin wound appeared on his right cheek, which was exactly the same as the wound on his left cheek, forming a perfect symmetry.

Sang Yue left the manor and returned to the Sang residence, covering her head with her hands and pretending not to hear anything: I don’t want to listen, you idiot.

However, several White Lotus disciples were still beside him. They had supported his body and were leading him forward.