The cold air in Nancheng comes very early, just after October, the house is already chilly, a particularly dry kind of chill.

  Wen Qi often fell asleep with a dry mouth and tongue, but whenever she reached for the bedside table, she would always find a cup of warm water.

  The weather in the north was dry and cold, He Mingzhen bought her all kinds of woolen socks. Every morning when she got out of bed with a start, this person would squat on the ground and clumsily help her put on her socks.

  ......

  Actually, I was very conflicted in my heart. On one hand, I hoped he would come find me recklessly because he liked me so much, but on the other hand, I didn't hope that he would really jump down with me and get hurt.

  The doctor who first discovered the medicinal properties of Tian Nan Xing had experienced all the joys and sorrows of love in his lifetime. In the annotation of Tian Nan Xing's prescription, he recorded what Chen Fei just said: "Tian Nan Xing is a metaphor for love", and that sentence has been passed down through generations.

  I turned back to look at Koumanfei, who was still maintaining the same posture as when I left. If there was any change, it was that a faint white aura had risen from his head.

  Hit the snake at seven inches. Although Feng Huang Zun said only two sentences, these two sentences extinguished seven parts of the passion that Ye Ye was about to rush out to find Zhuo Hua with his life. Leaving a group of guards to continue guarding Ye Ye's bedroom, he left in the golden light.

  Three uncles were making various grand spring and autumn dreams with Su Jingyuan as the bridge, when they saw Su Jingyuan get up and leave her seat, bowing to the elders one by one before leaving.

  I nodded and smiled at him, this period of time may have passed like this, but it was my most painful yet most passionate golden years.

  Jiang Zixi wore a grey tracksuit and slowly walked out of the elevator, heading towards that familiar room that couldn't be any more familiar.

  Ben Shen Jun was somewhat disheartened and disappointed, but even if I'm not good at anything else, when it comes to singing, I can still outdo Chen Yun by a mile.

  It wasn't until the latter half of the night that he seemed to be in distress, his body trembling uncontrollably, but he was afraid of disturbing me, so he gritted his teeth and got out of bed quietly, planning to go outside. I hadn't actually fallen asleep, and from behind, I wrapped my arms around his waist, rubbing my cheek against his back, and he couldn't help but shudder violently.

  "Has something embarrassing happened?" Zhao Zhengcai looked at Liu Guangdou with a puzzled expression, and the big and tall man actually became somewhat evasive, so he asked with concern.

  Sanmu Dao Ren was beaten and sent away to follow him, Shi Qi had to deal with the mundane things of the sect and couldn't get away from it. In fact, there were only four people in this refining land: Xiwangmu, Kongque, Heilong, and himself. The other disciples would need at least half a month's rest after a month of refinement, and they couldn't withstand anything.

  "So you are the rebels of the South Sea!" Several people were continuing their conversation, but Yin was unwilling to be defeated and humiliated. He couldn't beat Fang Xiang and Fang Er, so he could only use his mouth to gain some advantage.

  Zhuang Wangu himself said he wouldn't bother, but all his disciples would rush back. The disciples from Beiyue Mountain were currently on their way, hurrying back one after another. Zhuang Wangu calculated with his fingers and knew this point. The Great Way is effortless, emphasizing non-action. Since the many disciples insisted on returning, he might as well let them be.

  Although the current situation seems to be in favor of Xuanmu Island and the Witch tribe, everyone involved in the battle knows that if they continue to fight like this without changing their strategy, the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation will slowly emerge, and the situation will gradually change, ultimately leading to the victory of the Three Pure Ones of Taoism.

  When they arrived at Liu Guangdou's home, Tian Xinguang was startled again by Zhao Zhengyi's loud voice. After all, this was a visit to pay respects and bring gifts, not a casual visit to a relative's home.

  "Dad... I'm looking for you, can you come out for a bit?" The person outside hesitated for a moment, then slowly emerged from the doorway, saying in a weak tone.