Chapter 588: Spirit-Striking

With his great revenge fulfilled, Liu Xiaolou felt extremely relaxed, his body and mind filled with joy, and his footsteps seemed much lighter, with every exertion taking him further.

Eh? It was truly further. Going all out forward, a single leap broke through fifteen zhang. Yesterday, he still felt fifteen zhang was a limit, difficult to break through in the near term, but unexpectedly, one day later, he reached sixteen zhang!

Don't look at it as just one zhang, but it was a step further on top of a hundred-foot pole, with great difficulty, meaning an understanding of cultivation, of...

Only Kong Yixian, the person who should be the saddest, calmed down instead, sitting motionless, neither crying nor speaking.

And Han Jinyu had sworn to Qi Rui-ze before setting off that she would definitely be home before dawn.

"This old official pays respects to Prince Qing and the Princess of Qing! May the Prince and Princess live for ten thousand years!" The old Duke saluted Gu Mingjue and Su Jin Li with full vigor.

Qi Rui-ze walked out of the bathroom again, dried the water droplets on his body, and climbed up again.

Gu Mingyue knew deeply that it was Wei Ziyuan who had secretly harmed his wife and children, but there was no evidence. At this moment, he was fuming, and Gu Mingrui going in to apologize was just bumping into the muzzle of the gun, wasn't it?

They began to discuss, and hearing something unsatisfactory, Yu Xi simply pulled Bai Jinghong's sleeve shamelessly and argued with the people discussing. Since mortals were watching, Bai Jinghong couldn't just drift away out of thin air, but I found it much easier to leave.

Liu Dong was very grateful that Qin Qing could discover this problem; otherwise, if the matter had truly happened, it would have been too late to solve it.

"No wonder the Prince specifically ordered us to pick some red plums in the garden and boil hot water before going to court; it was actually for the master's bath!" Qing Yu covered her mouth and laughed.

White Harbor, located south of Winterfell, is the largest commercial gathering place in the North and also the most important trading port.

Zhang Menghui immediately determined that the Sikou Mo in front of her was a ghost. If it were the real Sikou Mo, how could he continue to question her after seeing her so panicked?! And the roar he made afterward didn't sound like a human's at all! Thinking of this, she ran backward without hesitation, crawling and rolling.

Drinking a cup of tea to suppress the sorrow in his heart, Bu Qianhuai tapped the hilt of his sword, not knowing what he was thinking.

He also figured it out; perhaps he could use filming "A Bite of China" to complete this new task.

Feng Lin Tian's brows furrowed slightly, knowing that Old Seven coming over at this moment must be for the marriage grant this morning.

She said this and then quickly left from the other side. If it weren't for these things, how could he have waited here back then? So many things were no longer necessary. Now, he must also go and see clearly first, lest something else happen later, then it wouldn't be good.

"You really don't say, if I hadn't broken the table and chairs at the critical moment, you wouldn't have seen us," Sikou Mo boasted.

At this time, Nan He was at her most contradictory, so she only lowered her head, not letting Di He see the expression on her face.

Taking a fierce drag of his cigarette, Wang Baldy looked at the starry sky at forty-five degrees, then lowered his head to look at his own crotch.

Si Xiaoyao had already swum to the shore at this time and was crawling toward them using all four limbs. Dan Qin and Qing Ying hurriedly stepped forward, one wiping the water from his body and hair, and the other taking a blanket to wrap him up and hold him.

He tentatively called her name. Just upon hearing this, Nan He realized what the question he asked meant.

In green clothes, holding an umbrella, like an immortal who walked out of a painting, still so beautiful and moving.

Sheng Shiyao became even more unhappy, raising his hand and throwing the thing in his hand into the corner of the light mirror. I followed the parabola and looked over, discovering it was a bag, seemingly the same one he had before. When did he find this bag too? Or did Yinglong bring the bag along when he brought him here? ===== CHAPTER 589 =====