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  After the Spring Festival, Ruan Jianglin became even busier, and his bidding and tendering meetings seemed to be numerous.

  Every time I come back, there's no chance to accompany her either.

  She was bored with nothing to do, school wouldn't start until March, and Ruan Jianglin wasn't around in the days when she wasn't at No. 7 Courtyard, so she had to count down the time.

  If things go on like this, she fears becoming a palace lady with grievances.

  Fortunately, Kyoto's snow finally showed a trend of stopping, and the snowmelt began.

  Following the bald monk for a distance, a fairy city standing in the void appeared before everyone's eyes.

  Of course, if Zhang Ya forces him with her power, Jiang Chenyun will naturally have to speak up. However, by that time, Qi Mingyue won't be able to blame herself anymore.

  The groom remained silent, quietly listening to the old man's chatter, not feeling annoyed, but somewhat sentimental. He had thought that he was already disconnected from this mundane world, but it seemed that he still wasn't completely free. Some people of his age were already old, while others were still considered young.

  He turned his head to look at the observatory in the distance, a hint of puzzlement flashing across his face. It seemed that someone was watching him just now, but now there is no one there.

  A few zhang away stood two people, one a middle-aged man in a green robe with a bamboo staff and hemp shoes; the other a vague figure with a shriveled body and an eerie aura surrounding him.

  When Yu Shuqin's luck was rising, people in the circle were amazed by her good fortune. Later, Chen Yun suddenly appeared in the public eye again, and they watched as he developed step by step, feeling that he was even more incredible than Yu Shuqin.

  As expected, Tang Tianlong was knocked flying again, but he also left a deep sword wound on the arm of the Old Master of the Tang family.

  But what was in front of her made Murong Xue unable to believe it, still crazily and non-stop punching the door with one fist after another.

  Lin Yuan saw this and was about to get up to clean up these two people, but the Tsang Sang man slapped away the flower shirt man's hand.

  Since there are only three young people, Xia Ye and Chao San, shouldn't the middle-aged generation and the older generation be able to find one or two?

  Li Guinian said: "Let me take you to find Yadan Hou, Taigela Wangzi, let's talk about it?" After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for an answer and stood up straight away. He slung his pipa on his back, made a "please" gesture, and walked ahead by himself.

  Zhong Ling's body transformed into a vast, dark ocean, with waves of Yin energy surging like the tide, producing a deafening roar that seemed to shake the heavens, as if thousands of horses and soldiers were galloping wildly.

  Zhang Sanfeng arrived at the dining room and took a look, but there was nothing to eat! Since it was still early, Zhang Sanfeng thought he needed to make some delicious breakfast for himself first, which was a habit he had cultivated over the years.

  "I had a lot of dreams last night——" I changed the subject, I wouldn't take advantage of her, her loyalty and simplicity made me feel that she was a weak little sister who needed my protection, I treated Xiaohua with the kind of feelings an older sister has for a younger sister, so there's no such thing as taking advantage of her.

  "What's wrong with that? I like her, what's it to you? All the boys in the class sneak a peek at her, Chen Chumu, why are you singling me out? Are you trying to pick a fight with me? Let me warn you kindly, don't mess with me, or you'll be sorry!" Liu Bang shouted at Chen Chumu.

  "No, no!" He let out a heart-wrenching howl, staring ahead as the illusion before him vanished into thin air. Wen Yinrong had disappeared right before his eyes. Xuan Shitian struggled to call out, but it was all in vain. A pair of hands had already landed on his back.

  "I'm here to find the white girl." Bamboo originally wanted to say "Ning Xi sister", but before he could get the words out, he felt it wasn't quite right, so he hastily changed his words.

  "Ropes, haha, you're not the only one from the Wu tribe, look at my demon-binding rope." Jian Xin seemed to have thought of something and pulled out a golden-yellow rope from his sleeve with a smile.