Chapter 886

The news from Qilu TV station made many local people in Quancheng, especially those in Li Cheng District, excited. This might allow their houses and land to be demolished or requisitioned, which could make their pockets bulge.

As for the various regions outside Qilu Quancheng, they were astonished by the scale of the Red Hare electric bicycle. An investment of 1 billion RMB sounded truly intimidating, and that phrase, "Domestic Electric Bicycle Capital," made people's imaginations run wild!

As for the rest of Qilu...

Although they still had the appearance of divine generals wearing pearl-inlaid crowns and holding weapons and magic tools, these eight divine generals all had an extra outer robe on their bodies, and jade belts tied around their waists. Under this court dress, the Bagua Divine Officials naturally had a bit more governing power.

Zhou Yuanzhi was very disappointed to see that there was no exit to the ancient tomb in these paintings and calligraphy, and she looked through these paintings and calligraphy from beginning to end several times, but didn't find any mystery.

The loser has no right to argue. Li Mochou supported the injured Hong Lingbo and walked toward the front of the corridor. Hearing Chen Mo's voice stop, she smiled. She paused for a moment and then continued to leave.

However, leaning in Lin Feng's embrace, Shui Ruyue still felt very comfortable. Smelling the faint scent of tobacco and alcohol on the man, she didn't feel disgusted at all; instead, she felt that this was the scent a man should have. Holding Lin Feng's tiger waist tightly, she slowly fell into a deep sleep.

"Good! Then I'll wait for your good news!" Seeing Lu Fei's confident look, Huang Tianwang felt relieved.

Chen Mo let out a sigh, his body stepped on the Lingbo Divine Walk and easily avoided this sword, and the long sword in his hand flashed, sliding past a streak of cold light before retracting into his palm.

Leaf by leaf, sound by sound, dripping to the bright morning on the empty steps. The red flowers fade easily like a man's heart, the flowing water is infinite like my sorrow. Seeking good dreams, dreams are hard to form.

Without time to think, Wu Junxuan rushed up in a flash, hurriedly blocking Lu Fei and Xiaoxiao.

I don't know if Yan Zimou was originally like this, or if she copied Ye Qingqing's personality when leaving the replica.

Yuan Yawei had just sent the message when the door of the hotel room was opened. Supervisor Bai, wrapped only in a bath towel, was covered in fat. Yuan Yawei just took one look and felt like she needed to wash her eyes.

It had been a long time since she let him touch her, and even when she saw him, her eyes were filled with blame, or she was completely indifferent.

Wei Junyao said this while heading toward the city wall against the wind and snow. I followed by her side. Before we even reached the city wall, the ground under our feet suddenly shook slightly. From the front, a black shadow approached rapidly, and dozens of warriors riding snow wolves broke through the wind and snow and arrived before us.

Wei Junyao nodded, loosening her grip on Xie Ying's hand. Xie Ying landed instantly and then returned to my feet, starting to remain silent, but one could feel it trembling from its shadow.

It was only in the Xiao family, and only after meeting the old man and Xiao Yixuan. Otherwise, if it were someone else, after such a thing happened, she probably wouldn't have been able to stay at home at all.

Mu Yeli hugged her even tighter. Originally, summer hadn't passed yet, and he was naked. After being looked at by her fiery gaze for a long time, the reaction a man should have was all there.

The aged words echoed in his mind along with Xie Shisan's constant disdainful sounds, and strands of long, obscure incantations also appeared in his mind at the same time. The Sword Control Art, the Ten Thousand Sword Art, the Divine Intent Immortal Prosperity, and the Purple Lightning Green Frost he had just displayed were all inscribed in his heart without missing a word.

A layer of sweat broke out all over his body, and he used a lot of force. That feeling was as if he wanted to crush her bones.

But fortunately, Xia Yujie finally didn't do anything to Tang Xuanxuan, otherwise she really wouldn't have known what to do.

"Su Ruoyao, the servant got separated from the eldest young mistress on the street and met the Fifth Lady. I don't know how the eldest young mistress is now?" Taro asked.