Chapter 572: Encounter

"Of course I love you."

Shen Siyuan finally answered the question; compared to not loving her, Peach would definitely prefer to hear this answer, and besides, he had not lied.

"Really? →_→"

"Otherwise, what did you think?"

"I thought... I thought it was more likely hormones at work," Peach said, biting her lip lightly.

"I do not deny that part, but it is more about liking you; your appearance, your personality, all

When the Xuanhuang Banner was in Grandfather's hands, why did he not discover its mysteries? And what about the cultivators of the Zhang family's ancestors—why did none of them discover it?

Today, many remonstrance officials have prepared themselves to die in remonstrance; as long as Li Zhi insists on making Wu Zhao Yi the Empress, they will die right there in the Great Hall.

The studio is quite spacious, sixty or seventy square meters, filled with Old Chen's works and blank oil painting frames; they are all large works over two meters on one side, and this is his hobby.

Hua Yu Ye's 'health bar' shows nine hundred eighty-eight points; Zhu Guangyi's 'health bar' shows eight hundred ninety-nine points.

Fish, dragon, human, and ghost might be symbols representing space and life in the ancient hexagrams; they are mysterious hints from ancient divination, mountains, and rivers. All the hexagram symbols should total sixteen, with at least four numerical mechanisms to generate a specific hexagram image; the more divine mechanisms, the more accurate the hexagram image presented.

Then, as a cultivator sensing the changes of the Heavenly Dao, is it not possible to follow the methods of the ancients of old?

I laughed silently and was too lazy to pay them any mind. As for whether I can complete the task, what does it matter to me? Besides, the inner pill has already been refined by the Green Cauldron, so I do not wish to explain anything.

Xiangyao's body moved closer to me, testing a few times; seeing that I did not mind, he simply stopped, sitting cross-legged before me. Judging by his expression, being near me seemed to make him feel very comfortable.

"I wander the world; if I see a beauty who attracts me, I paint her. Beauties are like jade, fair faces like water; if not cherished, is it not burning the zither to cook the crane, a great loss of elegance?" Hou Xibai had also drunk too much, speaking softly. As he spoke, a fan unfolded, and the beauties seemed to float in the moonlight.

Of course, if this were modern Nanjing, such a large courtyard would probably not be bought even with an extra zero added to the price.

Whoever is dissatisfied, I will call Ingmar for him; I will just say that one sentence: I wish you a long life of a hundred years.

There was no grueling training before battle, nor drills; everyone just lived idly like this. When mealtime arrived, the company commander would blow the whistle downstairs on time.

It turned out that a vast expanse of dark clouds covered the moon in the sky, causing the Qinhuai River, which had originally been bathed in the moon's silver glow, to suddenly become so dark that one could barely see.

Reaching out to straighten Ink Wheel Uncle's body and lay him down properly, she immediately began rummaging through the pile of items in the pool, thinking in her heart: Could Qing'er have been crushed underneath this?

It let out a long roar; its hind legs bent slightly, its forelegs stretched straight, and its entire body erupted with a beauty of power.

"I don't want Daddy, I want Auntie, I want Auntie," Chujiu cried and shouted while crying, twisting and turning in Chen Lai's arms, completely unaffected by this temptation.

He walked straight to the prostrate flying beast; his leisurely gaze inadvertently swept over the large roll of leather beside the seat, and he clearly shivered.

The ten outermost chess pieces had lightning flashing above them; with a crack, a loud sound, the surrounding Dry Blue Ice Flames were split apart quite a bit.

The sound stopped abruptly; the man's eyes bulged with anger, as if he wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Themis's five fingers, white as scallion roots, gently stroked the parchment, exuding a quiet temperament, pursing her lips in contemplation.

She followed her through washing, grooming, and eating, until finally, unable to bear it any longer, she collapsed face-first onto the dining table.

Guan Jiahui suddenly became shy because Lin Zhengjie had opened a suite, and Li Cui'e and Lin Jiaxuan were also there. She had stayed at the Lin family's before; although they lived together, they did not bathe together.