197: Chapter 197 Fusion of Artistic Conception? This Mosquito Can Do That Too!

Ryuzaki Ichigo saw Su Li suddenly disappear and then reappear, only to start vomiting for no apparent reason, a flash of surprise and suspicion crossing his eyes.

Then, he glanced at the big cockroach next to Su Li and found it looking at him with a very strange gaze...

Recalling Chu Sheng's earlier actions of commanding the beast herd, Ryuzaki Ichigo felt a sense of unease and immediately said:

"Student Su, I'll give you three seconds to surrender."

"Otherwise, don't blame—"

Mom and Dad had returned from town with a lot of groceries, and combined with the various seafood from the fishing trip, it was enough to prepare a quite lavish spread.

"So you know me; that makes things easy." Wu Yang reached out, grabbed Diao Mao by the neck, and pinned him against the wall.

"An important matter? What is it?" Dai Huadong had been reading through those materials for the past few days and hadn't had time to recall what plot points were coming up.

Mo Yuqi was very considerate of Qin Yu; fearing he might be disturbed, she bought two plane tickets, booking both adjacent seats.

Cui Shi's lips couldn't help but curl—the Emperor was currently wary of the close ties between the Prime Minister and the Crown Prince, and since both of them had been recommended by the Crown Prince, it was a sensitive situation. Even Old Master Yao knew to hesitate, yet his superior spoke without thinking; he truly didn't know the heights of the heavens.

At this moment, however, the mermaid had an angry expression on her face, and several other mermaids followed behind her.

According to Lu Qing's own classification, if his realm after taking the Bone Tempering Pill this morning was the middle stage of Mingjin, then now, he should have moved up a level to the late stage of Mingjin, or even its peak, reaching the same realm as Brother Tie.

From ticket checking to boarding, it didn't take long. We found our seats and sat down, while Chen Shi kept looking out the window.

Just as Long Yu was about to enter the restricted zone, a car sped toward him from the distance.

The uncle and nephew, Lin Zheng and Lin Chen, were detained by Bai Jie, taken out of the ward, and then headed to the police station.

The tenant closed the door, wondering who that person was. He didn't pay any attention to the tall and short pair talking outside before they returned to their room. He sat at the table, where there was tea he had ordered. The tenant poured a cup of tea, still wondering who that person was.

The scene of being skewered on bamboo sticks like candied haws made one shudder just thinking about it.

The streets were already in chaos. Those who had received the news were fumbling through the thick fog toward the East, West, and North gates. Figures were indistinguishable in the fog; from time to time, people screamed as they fell, collided with others, or were even struck by warhorses.

He said, "Don't be in a hurry. This medical fee isn't just for today. It also covers the cost of removing stitches, changing dressings, and reapplying the cast a week from now." The Village Head looked at the hunter and the veterinarian.

"King... Hubby, there's something I need to tell you about this as well." Blood Phoenix looked at Ye Chen.

The Chaos Hall was his; was there a room he couldn't enter? But he knew that if he barged in, Yi Meng would likely hate him even more.

Upon hearing that the detestable bastard before her was indeed her husband, Tian Peng looked at Ye Chen with a cold, disdainful sneer.

A slightly plump man on the right, wearing nearsighted glasses, lowered his head slightly, not daring to meet Ouyang Lie's gaze. This person was likely Manager Hu.

The Pagoda Spirit said only this much before stopping, leaving Lin Ying and Zi Mo'er somewhat surprised.

Following the principle of not losing out verbally—since he couldn't win in a fight anyway—Kui Mulang spoke up, only to be met with a roll of the eyes from Wang Xi, causing him to shut up immediately.

With this doubt in mind, she really wanted to enter the river to investigate, but she didn't want to reveal her secret of being a Golden-Crowned Black-Tailed Frog in front of Jun Buyu.

In front of Zi Mo'er, Bei Ming Xuan Xiao unhesitatingly extended an olive branch. Zi Mo'er tilted her head and looked at him.

"Yuan Xi, did the filming go well today?" Meng Jiajia was wearing a facial mask, so she didn't dare move her face too much, making her voice sound a bit muffled.