Chapter 601: Morning

Although Shen Siyuan had slept very late, he still got up very early in the morning; for him now, there was little difference between sleeping and not sleeping.

Indeed, it was not just him; even Ruan Hongzhuang and Taozi had gotten up.

Since learning the Heavenly Maiden's Marvelous Art, Ruan Hongzhuang, combining it with the yoga and Pilates she had learned in the past and under Shen Siyuan's guidance, had progressed very quickly and also tasted the physical and mental pleasure brought by cultivation.

They say fitness is addictive because fitness will

Taishan faced three opponents alone; the opponents were three Inner Force Grandmasters, and there might even be other ambushes.

"G-Go tell Mom I said hello." At some point, Feng Jianming's eyes had already become moist.

Having heard this much, Murong Ruo finally understood completely. Wasn't the person who drank the Forget-the-Vulgar Wine her right now? Wasn't she the one who had been completely deceived, the "Your Majesty" he spoke of?

"This bow, his skills are so terrible!" Wang Hao shook his head, rushed forward directly, leaped up with a kick, and aimed it at the tiger's head.

"It's like this. I have a friend who works at the resort; we are quite close. A few days ago, I went to visit him, and he casually gave me ten tickets," Li Fan said.

"Chu Xun is in the palace; who could have injured him so severely? If it was someone in the palace, who has such ability? Who has such audacity?" Luo Youge frowned tightly.

There was also a doctor with excellent medical skills who had been fired for violating professional ethics and now relied on the Su family for a living.

This time, I did not dive headfirst into the quilt; instead, I walked to the balcony, to the railing, facing the room inside, and looked up at that roof.

Not bothering to think further, Gu Qingnian propped her elbow against the ground, flipped over, and forcefully pushed the person riding on top of her aside to sit up.

The Noble Consort Jing glanced at Jin Se, signaling her to stop speaking. Last time Jin Se came to complain, the Empress had shown no reaction; she must not have cared. Even if she had heard of it, it would be nothing more than a "yes." The Noble Consort is in her confinement month; if the Noble Consort cared, it would only annoy her, and if she didn't care, saying more was useless.

"I don't understand this. Since you know the Grand Imperial Son-in-Law might be involved in this matter, why are you still making such a huge effort? Why not just follow the Grand Imperial Son-in-Law, see who he meets often, and then follow the vine to find the melon, that is, the mastermind behind the scenes?" the Third Imperial Prince asked foolishly.

"Mom, I'll go! You just stay home and rest!" Zhou Huilin was also unwilling to let her take risks.

Under the cover of friendly forces, three fighter jets flew to the tops of the three flying dragons, then dove downward; as they approached, the jets quickly transformed into butterfly-wing mechas.

But there was also intelligence that Luo Xiu knew, and others knew as well; they just were unwilling to admit it.

Then, holding a wooden spear, she choked his neck; with a crisp crack, that person's head drooped down.

She closed her eyes. With this life right here, Jiang Jiang suddenly realized that if things could be moved forward, then why couldn't they be changed?

Dense crowds of demons from all sides simultaneously widened their eyes, looking at Ye Shenkong with faces full of shock.

What she thought of now was that she was too poor and let down "Braised Duck with Potatoes"; if a more powerful singer, like the Diva Sun Huizi, had sung this song, she probably could have also taken first place on the Newcomer New Song Chart, right?

As soon as Terry saw the main gate open, he immediately led the cavalry to charge forward, but upon looking, "Good heavens," there were dense crowds of warriors before him.

Opening her swollen eyes, Mu Xinghe saw that Xiao Zhiruo's face had turned completely red from holding her breath; she still seemed unsatisfied, so Mu Xinghe tightly closed her eyes, pretending to be a dead person.

Those whose legs were swept by Zhao Zilong, as if struck by an iron rod, all fell to the ground, clutching their legs and wailing in agony.

Xia Fan put down his bowl and chopsticks. He had long heard that urban management officers enforced the law violently and collected fees arbitrarily. This young urban management officer in front of him was clearly collecting fees privately and lining his own pockets; otherwise, he would have confiscated the food cart long ago.