Chapter 188: 185, Soul-Spirit Projection (6K, 1/1)

185, Soul-Spirit Projection (6K, 1/1)

"Me, you, eat meat, pu, hahaha, make a wish..."

"Oppa guards the cannon, ssi-ma-da..."

In the dark, gloomy, abandoned, unfinished villa, Wang Qing continued to communicate with Jiang Xiuyan as if in a dream.

Four dogs surrounded Zhou Chang and Song Jia; their back fur bristled, forelimbs slightly lowered, emitting warning whines from their throats, treating Jiang Xiuyan in the shadowy corner as a dire enemy.

The syllables issuing from the two mouths were no longer chaotic; within them lay some content,

The scene unusually remained quiet, everyone simply watching Lu Manman, accompanied by the sound of a door closing and the flash of cameras.

If that wave crashed down, they would be instantly pounded into powder, unable even to become meat patties; this power was too great. Zi Yu gritted his teeth and tightly embraced Beiming Changfeng.

Early the next morning, Cao Zhang was summoned within the camp by men sent by Cao Cao. Cao Zhang felt puzzled; had his father learned of Sima Fu's visit the previous night? Although nearing the end of his life, he and the generals had not relaxed their vigilance over his three sons in the slightest.

But the table where Xiao Yumiao and the white fox sat was by the window; simply turning the head and looking up allowed one to see the stars in the night sky outside.

Upon hearing this, a dozen mammoths raised their heads in unison and waved their trunks at Zi Yu, as if signaling that Zi Yu need not thank them; these were merely trifling favors.

Burying her face in the quilt, Zi Yu felt she must have been corrupted by Beiming Changfeng, she must have been; wuwu, how shameful.

Truly, rain falls from the sky and flows on the ground; a married couple may quarrel but hold no grudges; though apart during the day, they must still sleep under one pillow at night.

Mo Qiongyan asked in surprise; what had she done? Those rings of spiritual power were as if calling out to something.

Upon arriving in Nanxu City, only Lu Fan received the three and they lodged in the official guesthouse. For several consecutive days, Lu Fan treated them, speaking no more of marriage. Liu Bei requested to see Sun Quan several times, but Lu Fan always declined, citing the Marquis of Wu's busy affairs.

Since the fighter jet crashed, both the air force base stationed in the Western Asia region and the US Department of Defense had maintained a unified silence, revealing not a single word. Who would have thought someone had obtained first-hand data, plunging the White House into a dilemma once again.

The Singularity asked the blind old woman what happened after her ten months of pregnancy. Looking again at the blind old woman: heartache surged to her face, hatred and pain mingled in her heart.

Who exactly were they seeking? That was Yin Zhonghai, the current Grand Chancellor of the Tianzhang Kingdom. The Grand Chancellor is the head of all officials, second only to one person and above ten thousand; his duty is "to manage the kingdom's six canonical texts, thereby assisting the king in governing the state." These six canonical texts are the Text of Governance, the Text of Instruction, the Text of Rites, the Text of Administration, the Text of Punishment, and the Text of Affairs.

During this period, he had already comprehended the entire secret technique to about ninety percent, grasping its essence; the deeper his understanding, the more he realized the true power of this secret technique was beginning to show, its attack strength so formidable that even Jiang Chang'an secretly whistled in awe.

Facing that expression of Long Zhan, how could Lin Yi not understand? His stubborn nature made him instantly forget the pain in his body; the Jade Abyss Sword in his hand was raised again, pointing directly at the person opposite.

Before the closest person, no reservation was needed; Que laid out all the thoughts in her heart completely.

Damn it, it must be the mischief of this seemingly honest and simple fellow; did he not know this was a Mercedes-Benz G65 that could still glide over flat ground even in ice and snow?

Hearing this, Ji Minai thought for a moment; well, during this time staying with Ji Qingcheng, he had never made breakfast, at most boiling instant noodles.

At the very beginning, there were still various thoughts in the heart; but as time passed, one began to recall the past.

"Auntie, we are full, the money is on the table." Lin Chu gave them no time to refuse, threw down a fifty-yuan note, and dragged Chen Bin out to run; while running, Chen Bin had a noodle hanging from the corner of his mouth, fluttering in the wind.