Su Xia was speechless. Su Jin Yan, with his vision for the realm and profound wisdom, truly was a diligent and people-loving prime minister. It wasn't until four days after the family banquet that Yue Tong received news of An You Ran's imprisonment. Frantically, he and Yue Yong raced back to Lan Dai City. Yue Yuan clutched Leng Qian Ning's arm in desperation, disregarding protocol. "What do you think you're doing? I have nothing to do with you!" the young man shouted, dropping his bag as they struggled. Round fruits rolled onto the roadside. Yu Fei Fei dashed in, tossed the photo into the trash, and walked away nonchalantly. "I'm going to take a nap," Ling Xi said, not wanting his mother to worry, so he wouldn't drown his sorrows in alcohol. "You're asking me?" Li Mo Ran shrugged, his indifferent demeanor irritating Ye Xiao Mei even more. Even when Cang Lan's forces, led by the iron-blooded Crown Prince, invaded Tian Lan, they couldn't easily take the city. Romeo was led back behind the curtains, while Liu Mu grilled fish and ignored him. He glanced sideways: "Let them be. Love can help us transcend worldly bounds and overcome insurmountable obstacles." He clung to this belief, though it seemed utterly one-sided. From Clement's lack of response, it was clear he was indeed her morning teacher.
As the car entered the mountain road, the children's eyes widened with wonder, though Liu Yue Qing quickly quieted their excited shouts. Listening to Xiao Zi Yang's story, Chuan Xiong Zhi wished he could demand the return of his belongings, but knew it was impossible. He considered using force, but couldn't defeat Xiao Zi Yang, and their Dojo's divine ninja wouldn't deign to intervene. Not only were domestic fans stunned, but musicians and singers alike were astounded by their countrymen's unprecedented achievement. Some deserved to be taught a lesson, and Gu An Ning's rightful earnings must be reclaimed. Li Chun Lei presented more evidence: police records of the crime scene, detailed reconstructions of the car's path, speed, and impact force. The spiral staircase at the corner was the only access to the second floor. The bedroom there was as large as the living room below, with a 1.5-meter-wide antique bed. Its bedding was old and dusty. Mu En Xi agreed readily; after all, long-term companionship meant they often understood each other without words. Wang Shao Kang and Qiao Yi, who often collaborated with Zheng Rui on songs, welcomed his addition. However, Zhen Tong's aggressive expansion finally alarmed other island lords, who revoked his enterprises and suppressed the islanders' resistance. They formed a coalition fleet to confront the "Mimi Overlord." "I should have died in ancient times, but my brothers protected me, allowing me to survive until now." The cellar merchant hesitated; while "elf" wasn't a taboo word for them, mentioning it still carried a hint of avoidance. —When the ash fairies realized their race was about to lose sexual reproduction—their evolutionary accelerator—it was already too late. Yang Dan Yu wanted to refuse, but considering the presence of an outsider in the room made private conversations and even using the bathroom inconvenient, she relented. If Ye Yu Ran hadn't wanted to be the bad guy, she might have asked Xu Yu Jin to stay and teach at Zhu's village. When they found mineral deposits, everyone worked together to mine and share the wealth. In special or scenic areas, they would settle down to rest. What could the Heavenly Emperor do? Send more troops? Or launch a full-scale assault? "I roar, and my body swells into a cat over a meter tall, with claws and fangs that can tear any opponent apart." Before he finished speaking, Vic tried to interject, but Spurs owner Holt beat him to it. "I don't know what's wrong with her today. She usually doesn't come around." Xu Liang glanced at Chris at the door, puzzled. Shi Zuo ignored him and flipped through several diaries, but couldn't find the one he wanted to show. Even someone with terrifying memory like him could forget sometimes. Check Brown waved his hand, while Anderson and Burns mentioned setting up picks and rolls. Taylor accelerated his dribble, stopped abruptly at a 45-degree angle, and shot a three-pointer—all in a rush and uncoordinated. Flying was nothing special for cultivators above level seven, but Mi La wasn't really flying. She climbed step by step like a staircase, the air growing heavier with each step. Qiu Er and Ming Yue protected Mi Xia from the front and back, while Mi Xia, holding San Cai and Si Se, curiously observed her surroundings. I suddenly had a strange feeling: beneath that unassuming exterior was a demon who could see through hearts. Such a person, in a TV drama, would either be a genius detective or the ultimate villain, manipulating the protagonist for their own ends.