Chapter 209: The Little Mute

The reason Shen Siyuan was said to be encountering a small trouble was that he was currently being hugged by a little bean about the size of Watching Dou Dou, who held onto his leg and refused to let go.

She seemed not to understand what Shen Siyuan was saying; she only looked up at him, smiling foolishly.

The course of this matter was rather strange.

The place where Shen Siyuan arranged to meet Zhong Xiaonan was a seaside café; across a road lay a stretch of beach.

The weather was fine today, so there was a group of children on the beach.

Looking at the two of them, I felt speechless; if they were to get married, I guessed Li Ziyan would completely lose his personal freedom from then on.

The sun set, and the sky gradually darkened. A group of eight, captured by the Terminator and having made every effort to escape, had been fleeing nonstop for most of the day; everyone was now hungry and thirsty. At this moment, on one side of the road, a building that was still relatively intact emerged from the night, revealing its shape.

Zhang Shan had a very good first impression of him and did not mind his average financial conditions; after spending some time together, the two got along very harmoniously.

The certain winner, Yu Qian, clearly did not expect me to slap her; she stared at me in disbelief for a full three seconds, and then a hysterical scream erupted from her mouth.

After Mo Zhiyuan met with trouble, he allowed all media to report extensively and smear Chen Mohan; he believed that a Mohan so smeared would no longer be desirable to any man.

The mopping-up battle left no suspense; a griffin with snow-white fur stopped before Shen Hao. The knight on the griffin's back, clad in golden helmet and golden armor, was obviously the commander of this griffin knight army.

Then, I continued to pull photos from my bag; on them was a picture of Liu Tingting holding hands with Li Hong 'Bo' just a few days after the wedding.

Starting from the great fire in Guilin City more than two years ago, her life underwent earth-shattering changes.

Fortunately, that Casanivela cloak was not worried about cleaning; the cleansing magic array on it was quite effective, and it became clean after just being rinsed in water.

"You say, if I know, I will certainly tell you everything." Shen Yi held my hand; his large palm transmitted to me an indescribable power.

Her dense eyelashes fluttered slightly; the smile lingering at the corner of her mouth shattered all the remaining reason in Ye Linglong. She shook her head hard, no longer caring about so much, and dipped the whip in her hand into cold water.

Jiang Se, feeling embarrassed, turned his head to the other side. "Look at me," he chuckled lowly, knowing she was shy, yet refusing to let her hide.

The prophet nearby also looked at Ye Hua with great surprise; a dimness flashed in his eyes. His Wu Gong had just been completely ruined before Ming Ruyu in order to atone for his sins; he still hoped Ye Hua would not suffer from the poison... otherwise, he would be eternally guilty.

"What business is it of yours?" I glared at Shen Yi and called Yue Tang to go downstairs first. Before Yue Tang went downstairs, she hung up Shen Yi's coat. Night frost had fallen on Shen Yi's shoulders, carrying a touch of winter's vicissitudes and chill, adding a few degrees of indifference to his handsome face.

That voice drifted far away; the young lady looked at the soul of Ji Rongyu and vaguely sensed an emotion of joy from that soul.

Although they did not openly break relations, it was almost the same; Wang Nuo was forcing Wan Li to make the choice he wanted. In that case... what would happen later?

Seeing no one objected, Ba Dao distributed the Divine Rune Talismans; every faction received a Divine Rune Talisman, and they were immediately overjoyed. Next, everyone turned the first stone chamber completely upside down before leaving it.

"Don't, don't hurt the heart of that Miss," he said with a smile, a faint blush still lingering on his face.

The client's memories surged forth; she instinctively held onto the table. Emotions belonging to the client—anger, hatred, grievance, and helplessness—spread through her chest, causing such pain that she instinctively gasped in a few breaths of cool air.