Chapter 862 Leaving the Clan
"The newlyweds Xi Changmei and Yan Jiuyue gave away thirty Chaos Spiritual Veins, fifty Top-Grade Spiritual Veins, and one Heavenly Fat Red Crystal..."
After the elder presiding over the wedding presented the gifts, the restriction on the tin ring disappeared.
This allows everyone to see clearly what is inside.
The crowd gasped.
Even the Taoist Ancestor Feng Yu looked at Xi Changmei in disbelief. Is this guy so rich?
Especially the Chaos God Spiritual Vein, he doesn't have this
"Yes, it's really unexpected. Although my brother-in-law looks cold, he has a warm heart and takes good care of me, his brother-in-law." An Yueming's face was filled with pride.
For half a month in a row, her premonitions have never been wrong, for example, it will be windy today, cloudy tomorrow, and the temperature will drop slightly the day after tomorrow.
You have to know that after the 90s, many film companies survived by relying on the CD rental business.
After this group finished their performance, they unexpectedly surpassed the highest score set by the first group of members of Class 3, Year 1, and received the highest performance score from all the judges.
Seeing that Jiang Ning remained silent, An Yueming stretched out his large, warm hand and gently lifted her chin. His movements were gentle but carried a strength that could not be ignored.
There was silence all around, with only the sound of Lin Ye's own footsteps echoing in the fog, making it seem even more eerie and unpredictable.
Besides, everyone's towels are hung on a rope, so you can just pull them out casually. When you go to wash your face, you realize something is wrong, but it's too late because the owner of the towel appears.
The elder of the Western Saint Sect was furious, his beard sticking up, he was panting, and he was turning back and forth in the room like a donkey pulling a mill.
Chu Lingxiao did not stop his movements, but raised his hands to both sides, bursting out with tremendous force, directly pushing away Shen Daoxuan's sword.
What makes Lu Chuan better than Liu Feng is that he still has quite a few junior brothers in his team. With the combination of yin and yang, he won't be harassed too much by the fan girls.
"What's wrong? Is the sand blinding you?" Feng Jiuqing pretended to have just seen Feng Yu. The worry on her face seemed exaggerated and not sincere.
The next second, he almost vomited because it was too bitter, bitter and spicy, just like the taste of bitter melon and spicy hot pot base mixed together.
Nanfeng placed the pre-written script in front of Aunt Liu and pointed to a passage and asked her to read it.
Nanfeng was inspired and started to talk nonsense. As he was talking, Li Xueling came over. Dalin pretended to talk to her about something else and then turned his back and slid away on the chair.
"Yes, it's her, and Doctor Lu. The two of them boil medicine every day, which has saved many of our people." The officer also got better after drinking the medicine boiled by Lu Zixing and brought to him by Ningning. Naturally, there was a bit more respect in his tone when he talked about the two of them.
After hearing Yun Shang's words, the Queen stopped talking and just pricked up her ears to listen carefully to what he said.
"I'll go first!" Garcia pulled out a dagger, took a stance, shook his wrist vigorously, and said "Hit!" The dagger shot towards the oak tree ten meters away and hit the center of the bull's eye.
Xu Ping looked at the sword spirit Ge You lying slumped in his sea of consciousness, then crossed his legs and slept, and his face twitched unconsciously.
If the old man in front of him said that he was the sword spirit of this sword, then that means that this sword named Zhuxie Sword is a divine weapon?
What Dan Mo didn't say yet was that he just wanted to change his body, transforming his current old and dilapidated body into a young body with unlimited potential.
"Well, it's people like me." Dong Fei scratched his head, not knowing how to explain it.
This feeling is like falling from the lofty heaven into the abyss of despair.
"Brother Abbot has been killed." Monk Wuxin and the other four top Shaolin monks were shocked and looked unbelievable. Looking up, they saw the leader of the Ming Cult and the leader of the Sun Moon Cult standing with their hands behind their backs, looking at them calmly.