Chapter 188: A Layer of Mist Envelops the Sky Above the Xian Alliance (10,300 Votes for Monthly Pass)

At the Gu Family Tea House, the Xian Alliance's special envoys were clumsily inquiring about news from the Western Sea.

Jin Mingdu was sensible and understood they could not obtain any crucial or direct information from the Gu Family Tea House, a fact determined by the tea house's own neutrality.

Yet she also knew well how to unite fellow Daoists, so she handed the task of stealing the spotlight over to Lian Chengxian.

"Chengxian young friend, look, this is the correspondence from cultivators serving in the Western Sea Xiancheng collected by our Gu Family Tea House."

As she thought, her body began to tremble; just then, Gao Haoran felt it too and curled his lips slightly.

"Tch~" Hearing the words of Divine Blood, Chengtian said no more; judging by Divine Blood's tone, the current predicament was absolutely not fatal, otherwise Divine Blood would not have mocked it so.

She had never thought her eldest brother would marry someone else; she had believed her eldest brother would accompany her like this for a lifetime.

Others might not yet know how things developed between her and this man, but she knew very well that by this moment, he had long regarded her as his own possession.

Because one cannot draw power from the sky, all fist techniques and kung fu require feet planted on the ground to have room to maneuver; otherwise, one falls into the current situation where there is no place to dodge and no way to avoid.

Before long they arrived at a carefully arranged open space; those in human form sat before tables and were presumably of higher status, while those behind them, only a few had transformed into human shape, with most being half-human, half-dolphin.

"Of course, just look at who I am; how many could possibly beat me." Once praised, Yi Xinyi became arrogant and began boasting about her own prowess.

"I won't touch others. As for Ouyang Nana, I have already notified Long Yan; it will bring her back to the space shortly. You may now lie down obediently." Sha Qianye said coldly.

At this moment, the female bird was at her weakest, and the male bird felt somewhat regretful, but facing this scene, he was truly helpless.

Eighteen and twenty, though differing by only two years, should show a clear difference in appearance and temperament; just as a thirteen-year-old still looks like a child, while a sixteen-year-old has already begun to mature, a mere three years bring a world of difference.

Truly, just thinking of filming a play together with Zaozao, even if the play's quality was not high, made Wei Xiao feel an inexplicable expectation and excitement when he imagined growing old and sitting with the old woman, or even watching with their children, and then recalling this time together.

Qin Jin Yu thought that the news regarding "Netherworld fugitives" was likely the talk of some street charlatan, yet he dared not show it on his face.

Once he used such an ordinary, suggestive phrasing, Xize would immediately understand that this was Arthur's bottom line.

Huai Zhen did not dare move a muscle. She couldn't help thinking: I should have eaten more and gotten fatter; that way there would be some flesh on my thighs, so I wouldn't make him uncomfortable.

Therefore, until the very end, he would not compromise with his family; he wanted to continue walking the path of performance.

Huai Zhen's gaze moved downward, seeing his lips. They were beautifully shaped, slightly curved, suitable for kissing. Because of the kiss just now, they were so red and plump it was almost absurd, especially the lower lip that her teeth had rubbed fiercely, looking as if it were about to drip blood.

There originally stood a high hill, with rows and rows of white graves stacked up, layer upon layer; from afar it looked like a desolate city dense with white high-rises.

The two held hands, rushed down the slope, stood on Sacramento Street laughing, and received several cold stares from white tourists.

Qiu Yue helped Xiao Yan lie down on the bed, covered Xiao Yan with the quilt, and looking at Xiao Yan's face gradually losing its color, felt a sharp pain in her heart; somehow a line of ancient poetry came to mind: "A beauty's fate is often short; do not blame the east wind, blame yourself."

Divine Eye tried his best not to show any expression at all; in truth, he felt that Bai Xue and the others must already be dead, but he offered this comfort to soothe Zhao Xiaochen, who was on the verge of going berserk.