"Xu Shi, Xu Shi, can you hear me?"

Xu Shi, thousands of miles away, heard Gu Yi's voice in his mind.

"How is the situation?"

Without further ado, he immediately entered the spiritual world and met her.

This is a unique way for the two of them to communicate.

"...Not very good."

The little black rabbit didn't have time to whine to him; it simply waved its hand to dispel the mist behind it, saying, "It's strange too."

Xu Shi looked closely,

Tanjuro's gaze slowly moved, settling on Ichiro and Muichiro, as well as Yuichiro who was hitting chestnuts with a wooden stick not far away.

Qi Yun narrowed his eyes, a deep look appearing in them, his gaze cold as he calmly watched An Ran making a phone call not far away.

Xu Zhixiu herself didn't know why she asked Li You for help. Seeing his reaction, she knew it was all in vain; this man couldn't help her.

I really wanted to roll my eyes, and I also wanted to tell him that I wouldn't have insomnia when he got home, because he only told me the result and completely omitted the process.

But it was too late for Pero to say anything; the burn marks had already spread to the tip of his nose.

The swordsmiths gasped in shock. They snapped out of their daze, exchanged glances, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Fellow Daoist, are you from another world? Are there really other worlds?" The middle-aged man looked at Fang Xuan with excitement, as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.

Paris is a magical place; it can make people more perfect or worse.

Finally, Su Xia stopped backing away. She tilted her head slightly to look at him. He looked at her expressionlessly, his deep eyes narrowing as if a cold wind was blowing. Su Xia finally understood why he was so cold.

What kind of soap is this! Compared to it, the tributes used by the emperor in their hands seem so crude and vulgar.

“They’re here, it would be awkward if I didn’t come!” Diane, unusually, played the good cop.

However, He Qingfan killed them. Although he didn't kill them himself, he instructed him to do so. Otherwise, who would dare to kill someone in front of him? The Yin-Yang Messenger didn't have that authority, nor would they dare.

Turning around, her face paled, and she quickly pulled down the carriage curtain. It turned out that the girls had finally broken through the human bridge formed by the guards and were rushing over.

The vows they made back then were actually broken by He Qingfan first; otherwise, how could she have broken them?

His voice was very low, and there was no one on the nearby couch, so no one else heard him except Chen Rong.

"Thank you." Besides that, she didn't know how else to properly respond to his words.

How could she not know that Xun Yi cared about her? Even if he seemed fierce, it was all for her own good.

Beneath her wide sleeves, her hands twisted together. In the blink of an eye, she had pondered the matter and finally decided to take it one step at a time.

As we were talking, Eleven suddenly looked out the window as if she had noticed something. I looked out too, but I was startled as soon as I looked out because I saw my mother, just like last time, with her face pressed against the window, staring at Eleven and me without moving. I didn't know what or when she had appeared there.

Gradually, the music grew long and drawn out, soaring through the heavens, soaring over layers of white clouds, across vast oceans and changing landscapes. Suddenly, a figure entered its vision, and from that moment on, its soul was adrift, its heart aged at the end of its life...

He slaughtered our friends and many followers who were considered our students—the murderer was Aaron Kelly, the vicious beast kept by our friends.

The soldiers answered excitedly, their faces beaming with joy. This was the first time they had ever seen the legendary Imperial Advisor, and he was alive!

Zhao Huan was also a little dazed at this moment. She didn't know that her breast wrap had been stretched open, and she looked at Li Yue with a blank expression.