Chapter 40 Have You Forgotten Whose Wife You Are?

Ming Ziluoluo said she did not like white; she preferred red, the color of blood.
Therefore, Shen Zhi specially designed a red wedding dress just for her.
On the wedding day, the sun shone brilliantly.
Their wedding shocked the entire capital.
The wedding venue was packed to the point of not even a drop of water could leak through.
The daughter of the wealthiest man in the capital was getting married, which made the grandeur of the wedding self-evident.
The entire wedding ceremony was held...
Xiang Lan never expected that she would sleep all the way until evening. Just as she woke up, she suddenly heard a piercing scream coming from the courtyard.
"Who goes there? State your name." After a bout of chaos, someone among the disciples and followers of the Heavenly Sword Gorge, who looked somewhat like an elder, spoke up and asked.
"Brother Jie, it's right here. Our men saw them go in with their own eyes. Originally, there was no barrier here. Unexpectedly, one appeared right after they went in. I suspect that this barrier was set up by themselves. Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence? Brother Jie, what do you think?" Tian Xin walked over to Ling Jie and explained.
Annie smiled gently at her: "Aunt Annie will bring Brother Chenchen back safely." With that, she pressed the flush button on the toilet.
Guiding himself by this principle, Lin Feng decided to send Abulis on an errand to procure some food, and by the way, go to Liu Yu's place to fetch some ordinary badges, as well as have them produce a few more badges since they would still be needed in the future.
"Right now! Doudou, attack!" Qin Tian had been waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that would allow Doudou to make a move. Originally, if he could defeat Shao Bin, he wouldn't want to use Doudou, but the current situation was that if he didn't use Doudou, what awaited him could only be a slow and certain defeat.
"Wife, what did Wang Tianchi say to you today? How did you agree to let Yan Yu'er come along with us? Aren't the two of us doing just fine on our own? Besides, aren't you afraid that she'll snatch me away from you?" Ling Jie said with a smile while driving.
Therefore, during this period before the divine-grade equipment was fully assembled, this divine-grade equipment could not bring any benefits to the adventurers at all.
Ziniu was tired, and the Second Master took care of everything personally—making sure she drank enough, was fed, and was neat and clean. He placed her to rest on an incense-scented recliner and dried her hair for her.
Only to see that fierce phantom growing weaker and weaker. It glared at the Azure Dragon Guardian and the others, let out an angry roar to the skies, and lashed out with its giant tail. Guolong Ling leaped up, raised his long sword horizontally, and blocked the fierce phantom's giant tail. Meanwhile, the remaining five swordsmen thrust their long swords straight forward, plunging them directly into the body of the fierce phantom as sword Qi burst forth in all directions.
No way, my friend, I make my living with this; this is my tool for putting food on the table. Isn't this cutting off my livelihood?
"No problem. If anything is too difficult to handle, you can call me directly." Li Chen agreed to his condition once again.
Now, Zhao Zixun no longer wanted to cooperate with the Wolf Faction, nor did he harbor the intent to kill Wang Xue. He only wanted to tear Wang Shaokun limb from limb to avenge the abuse he inflicted upon Hong Chou.
The scene displayed inside made his alcoholic haze instantly vanish. He was far too familiar with the hotel he managed; leave alone a single room, he could recognize even a single floor tile.
The car drove on in prolonged silence. They took the ferry across the port, left Haikou, and headed all the way toward Mount Heng. Since Heikumu could not drive, Li Yucai was the only driver on the road. They traveled and stopped intermittently, taking four days to finally arrive at the foot of Mount Heng.
Long Jianfei, on the other hand, chose a casual outfit worth more than 200,000 yuan. It made him look even more like an international supermodel—very stylish indeed, which deeply moved the store clerk, A Duo, and Na Ya.
Daoist Wuxin grew furious, frost coating his hands. Cheng Linting and Wu Qing wore gloomy faces as the three of them suddenly found themselves being discussed as to how they should be disposed of, treated essentially as mere mice or fish on a chopping board.
Mu Qingqing looked coldly at the long, sharp nail guards on her fingers. Deal with Xuan Shao? Let her and Gao Kun deal with Xuan Shao together? Deal with the man who had once saved her life and possessed such peerless elegance?