Chapter 351: Love Others Only After Loving Yourself

Does Chen Haiyan love her son?

Of course she does; she does far more than just love him.

Before she passed away, she had already prepared all the clothes her son would need until adulthood.

Before she passed away, she even wove a beautiful lie for her son.

She told her son: I am going to have plastic surgery; when I return from the surgery, I will be different from before. If you cannot recognize me, just call whoever your father tells you to call "Mother"; that person will be me.

How could such a person be

This endless sea of magma is a natural barrier and the last reliance protecting our clan; even if someone could find the Gate of Flame, pass through it, and arrive here, they would absolutely lack the patience to fly over this endless sea of magma for so long.

Who exactly told Li Luo these things? Was it Yu Zhenghe? To stir up trouble between me and Li Luo so I could not rescue Li Guoping, but is he the type of person who would do such a thing?

Regardless of whether her brother's feelings for Yan Yan are great or small, as long as they still exist, there must be a process of sorting them out.

By all rights, I should have no energy; my bamboo-pole-like build could be dragged around by Ren Xin, and the last time I fought Xiang Li Yuan, I only managed a draw because Ren Xin pulled a biased move.

On the last day, Bai Ke discovered that if he answered all the questions, he would probably score 610 points.

The old man is very lonely, and he is so old; if she returns to the Imperial City, she does not know in what year or month she will see him again.

"No. But I did agree to go visit her sick friend with her." Bai Muxue felt a sourness in her heart; Chuchu, I am also sick, do you know?

Yun Qingzi heard this and a look of stubbornness flashed across his face: "Hmph! The lowest-level people are you; that does not include me! I am still young; how can I compare to you old fossils?

Ming Ruyan lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in. His movements were silent; Yu Miaomiao kept her eyes closed, pretending to sleep; she could only hear the rustling sound of fabric rubbing together.

Shen Lang rarely used force, and he rarely used his sword, but once he drew that deadly weapon, it proved he was getting serious.

However, since the current ruler ascended, excessive interference in the affairs of other nations has made those nations somewhat dissatisfied, especially regarding their relentless pursuit of the Zheng State, which led the Zheng State to commit a series of acts of insolence, damaging the Wang Shi's authority.

"Not bad." A look of joy was hard to hide in Ban Tianmei's eyes; he loved the pistol very much because the pistol had saved his life.

Lu Guxing took the ice cream tea, looked at it, and discovered that this flavor happened to be the one she liked to drink.

Even though Mo Hun was gone, the people of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group were still howling, not having turned into cotton balls.

Chong Xuan's smile on his face was like a cloud blown by the wind, flitting lightly and vanishing, without substance.

After a long while, he gritted his teeth: "Never mind, refine!" He banished his hesitation, determination showing in his eyes, slapped his storage bag, and immediately Yin-Yang Pills fell into the great cauldron transformed from the stone tablet one by one like dumplings as he waved his sleeve.

A lighter sentence would not work either; destroying seedlings is a serious crime. Last time, we gave a light sentence citing "Heaven has the virtue of cherishing life," but these people have become so arrogant; if I give a light sentence again, not only will the people of Ji County not accept it, but once the prefectural office learns of it, they will question my fault.

Clearing his throat, Wei Lai finally suppressed the impulse to slap the hero's head down into his crotch.

"Tenth Level, the Battle of the Divine Consciousness Seal!" Rules of this place suddenly floated into Luo Xingchen's mind; anyone who stepped into the ninth level must engage in a battle of divine consciousness here.

A few minutes later, the speed of the blood flow actually became faster and faster, even showing signs of drying up.

No need to guess why Anna was laughing; encountering such a bizarre incident, even Wu Zihao, who is always known for his calmness and steadiness, would want to laugh.

On a patch of pristine white snow, withered yellow wild grass grew listlessly, and opposite them stood several black-clad figures full of spirit.