Chapter 304 Han Mirror

Jing Zeyang instantly lost his temper.

Throughout his life, he's always been the one picking fights with others.

With a flick of her sleeve and a lift of her foot, Tang Nanyan scoffed.

Jing Zeyang squinted and said, "What the hell are you talking about?"

In the past, just for saying that, Jing Zeyang would have gotten at least two slaps. But today, Jing Nanyan was uncharacteristically glared at him and simply said, "You brute!"

Jing Zeyang was stunned.

He looked up as if in disbelief.

Just as Wang Chen opened WeChat, coincidentally, he received a message from Xie Juan.

The first step in cultivating the innate-level Xuan Shui Seal is to ensure that the innate true qi being cultivated contains a certain amount of water element. If there is no water element, then how can one talk about cultivation? The second step is to use the water element in the true qi to form the Xuan Shui Seal.

This was an unknown space, surrounded by magnificent halls, with auspicious energy swirling around. "I must go down, please do not stop me!" a gentle and refined male voice rang out.

However, he also had some concerns in his heart, after all, he was already old, and the current crown prince did not seem to be a monarch who could expand and make progress.

"Shaving the deceased's head, is that alright?" The cause of death was head injury, so the first thing to do is shave the deceased's head. Tang Long planned to have Qin Dandan do this job. Although Qin Dandan was an assistant, she could be promoted to a full-time position, but that would require her to personally perform the shaving.

Unexpectedly, Zhen Zhihu said that she was not clean and had someone else outside. At the time, Fu Wei did not think much about it. One or two marriages do not count as marriage. Three or four marriages are also possible. Only five or six marriages are real marriages. If he doesn't want her, then so be it. She was not afraid that she would not be able to get married and would have to share her money with him.

Under the body's instinctive action of breathing, internal energy is naturally generated in the dantian, circulating repeatedly in the Du meridian, slowly nourishing the meridian points.

Fan Shaodong remained relatively calm, looking at his wife with surprise and joy. His biggest worry was her safety; now that his son was dead, he couldn't afford to lose his wife as well.

It's already this late. Huaizhen turned her face to the window, looking for shops that might still be open to salvage the situation. 8:30 pm is the quietest time in San Francisco, because people from respectable families have finished work and gone home to wash up and go to bed; while those who seek pleasure at night have not yet set off.

At this moment, Wei Qingwan did not understand what the price of destroying the power of gods and demons was. She only felt that her sister's eyes were somewhat sad and her tone was different from usual, as if she was giving instructions before parting.

The entire trainee factory was ablaze with roses after the rain, a breathtaking sight of black and red. All the roses grew outside the trainees' windows.

A ship's horn boomed across the Hudson River, and then the sky suddenly brightened, making it hard for her to open her eyes.

When Xize met her expression, he suddenly realized that at this moment, she and he were thinking the same thing.

Mengqing was in so much pain that she was dizzy. Just as she opened her mouth to cry, her elder sister put a freshly peeled egg into her mouth. Mengqing hadn't tasted an egg for months. She choked and forgot to cry, and she was so hungry that she forgot to chew. She didn't even taste the yolk before her mother led her, making her stumble and fall, to the matchmaker.

Upon hearing the incredibly familiar voice, Yan Xiyue's eyes immediately welled up with tears. Overwhelmed with emotion, she trembled and tears streamed down her face.

Just as the group was seriously discussing the issue, the prefect suddenly stood up and said he had a very good suggestion.

Then, Chen Ruohan used the force of the ice spike to retreat rapidly, thanking them profusely.

The laughter stopped abruptly. Ye Moxing peeked out in confusion and immediately saw the suppressed anger on Xiao Yichen's cold face. Following his gaze, she also saw the two people at the door.

The whole room reeked of Zhao's vomit. It was fortunate that Liu Zihua had been in neurosurgery for so long and was used to the smell of vomit. It was a pity for Lin Miyang, an artist, to have to endure the vomit of an alcoholic.