Chapter 676: Night Rain, Twenty Years of Sword (Part 1)

Zhu Jingdian stands at the northeast end of the palace city, and has always been lonely and cold in the entire Great Ming Palace.

No palace people approached, there were no guards there, only a tree, and the Zhu Pool, which was also rarely approached. At night, the whole hall was pitch black, and the few small candles lit inside were far from enough to penetrate the palace walls.

Sometimes it is inevitable to make people feel that even if someone died in that lonely hall, it would probably be silent, no one would find out, and no one would care.

The night leak just—

This Old Master Zhao was not in a hurry to make a move on Ling Jiantong, but turned around, opened the lid of the teapot on the table, took something out of his arms, and hurriedly sprinkled it inside.

Ten thousand experience points, this is a big project. If you don't do a lot of things, it's impossible to get so many experience points.

"I..." Wang Dong tried to explain, but didn't know how to say it. The evidence was gone, and Hua Yana had been siding with them. Although he was laughing wildly in his heart, the expression on his face still showed anxiety.

Hao Xingfu exerted force suddenly, and Zhao Juan didn't struggle at all. Seeing that someone was about to die, Liu Fei hurriedly stepped forward to pry his hands open and helped him to the side of the sofa.

This portal is about two stories high, revealing a simple and unadorned taste, with dots of light on the surface. Looking at it at a glance, it is like stars twinkling.

During this period, Nan Xi never returned to the Rui Prince's Mansion, but stayed in the Hongxiu Manor.

This also has to be attributed to Wang Xiancong's "cooperation." If it weren't for his momentary hesitation, this result would not have appeared, or it could be said that this result is definitely not like this now.

Uh..., the expression on Xia Zhiqing's face froze. She began to blame her mother in her heart. How could she not tell her about such an important thing, causing her to make such a big fool of herself.

Just although she thought so in her heart, Long Aolang only said: "You are injured, you should heal your wounds first." For such a wood-type junior sister who is not deeply involved in the world and has no city in her heart, some things are better left unsaid.

Draco thought at the time, he didn't know why this happened in this situation, but he knew whose fault it was—his own.

Because the speed of Sun Fengzhao's cultivation method suddenly increased, in the chaotic body of Sun Fengzhao, under a violent agitation, the golden core vortex rotating at high speed suddenly expanded extremely in the dantian, and automatically rotated to split out a second golden core vortex.

Jun San and Jun Si didn't fear the residual devouring ghost light that hadn't dissipated. As soon as they left the crack, they used their unique paper-man-like flying method, flying from a high place in the air.

"Dead servant... aren't you going to seize my body? How could you become a dead servant without consciousness?" Su Mubai said.

"How come someone came here before us? Miss Wu, could it be that people from your four islands have been here?" Qin Yongxiu stopped his figure, turned his body halfway, and asked Wu Xiaojing behind him.

And the moment Erik left the living room, he pulled out a stack of papers from behind the sofa cushion.

Harry, who had scored nearly full marks in the competition questions for several consecutive years in the whole region, smiled implicitly and modestly.

Thinking of this, although he couldn't recall any fragments, Harry felt an urge to vomit.

Seeing that he spoke very sincerely, Ge Shalanbai and others were also slightly moved. Lian Che, Fa Qiao, and the Witch Sect all expressed that they would definitely govern the country with kindness.

"Rui'er, are you okay?" Thinking that I rarely rode a horse so urgently, Jin Yan asked with concern.

Feng Qi's hair was tied high with only one hairband, extremely simple. At this time, this feather was inserted on one side. Although the color of the feather was similar to Feng Qi's hair color, the golden patterns on it added a mysterious and noble feeling.

It's just that I don't know why, but in the year Fu Wei went to Feiya Peak, he never received a letter from him. It stands to reason that this long-distance transmission talisman is quite precious to low-level cultivators, but Fu Yan is the eldest grandson of the Fu family, so how could he be short of it.