Chapter 844: Jing Tian? Stillborn

On the afternoon of the 3rd, the Big Brother, who had been filming low-key on the set of *Detective Pu Songling*, was scolded onto the trending searches again.

Because the child born from that "mistake that many men in the world will make" attempted suicide at home this noon and was sent to the hospital.

Immediately, a series of mother-daughter issues were exposed by the Hong Kong media: financial hardship, domestic violence, rebellion, mental instability, depression... The woman had recently sought help from the child's biological father, but was sternly refused...

There were also Jimo Xu of the Jimo Clan and Nangong Ruo of the Nangong Clan; one was peerless, the other was breathtakingly beautiful.

Su Li lowered her head, looking at the mismatched cotton-soft coat on her body; it was Yin Sizhe who had insisted on draping it over her for fear she would catch a chill.

Her silver, satin-like hair was neither tied nor bound, hanging softly over her shoulders. Under the sunlight, it emitted a faint, jade-like luster.

Han Yun'er and Yin Xiuxiu were once considered best friends, but now Yin Xiuxiu had someone in her heart, and Han Yun'er was being protected by Lin Shishi. With Lin Shishi not yet returned, Han Yun'er naturally grabbed Taotao and headed in one direction.

He was high above and sacred, only to be looked up to and untouchable; even a single extra glance would make one feel it was a form of blasphemy against him.

After she pushed the door open and left, Manyue Long gently raised his head to look at her departing back.

The forest was too large, her sense of direction was extremely poor, and there were no stars in the sky. Looking up, it was pitch black, like a black curtain.

There were no shortage of noble young masters visiting brothels, but the only one who bought one outright was Young Master Feng.

I was stunned for a moment after hearing that. What did Prince Yu mean? Was he saying Hua Feixue was interested in me? I shook my head repeatedly; how could that be possible?

Xia Qingmu was not as clever as Bai Lan, but the words just now were enough for her to understand exactly what was meant.

"He was able to pass the test above, which means he has something that amplifies strength and speed. We just witnessed the speed, but we don't know what amplifies the strength," Agares sneered.

But Murong Qingran was too lazy to tangle with them and shouted directly toward the room: "Lang Xiaoyue, come out and see me immediately."

It seemed this Lady Han had done her homework before coming. Luo Yiniang was also a clever and introverted person; with a faint smile, she no longer hesitated and generously invited Chen Su into her room.

Mo Wen estimated that if the thunder power in his body could be reduced by twenty percent, he would be able to autonomously resist the destructive force within, force the thunder power out of his body bit by bit, gradually repair his body, and be completely recovered before long.

There was no time to lose. Murong Qingran tidied up simply and went to notify Ye Yu. The moment she pushed open the door, a strong smell of alcohol hit her nose, making her very uncomfortable. Her phoenix eyes looked over, only to see Ye Yu drunk in a mess, slumped on the table muttering something. As she walked closer, she heard it clearly.

Thinking of this, Murong Qingran felt a bit choked up, but did not show it obviously. The curtain on the carriage was suddenly lifted, revealing the man's cheek wrinkled in pain. He dragged himself out with effort, and the wild dogs around seemed to have seen a delicacy, raising their two front paws and pouncing on the man.

"Cangming Spiritual Light! You actually absorbed such a supreme treasure as the Cangming Spiritual Flower." City Lord Mu Hong looked at Mo Wen with an ugly expression. He finally knew what the silver flowing light on the surface of those Primordial Spirit Sword Qi was.

Kang Shitou looked at Guo Huan with great surprise, as if this question was asked very inappropriately.

He was truly puzzled as to how Mai Ke managed to conjure up a forest and suddenly trap his Iron Guards, so he asked without ceremony.

Therefore, after losing the ball, many people did not show much disappointment. Some guys who were good at self-comfort would even have an Ah Q spirit attack, comforting themselves: the difference between 1 point and 0 points is never as great as the difference between 3 points and 1 point. ===== CHAPTER 845 =====