Chapter 88: The Springwater Homestead Series Airs and Causes a Sensation

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Gu Bin explained with a perfectly serious expression, “She is happy. When you like someone, you can’t help wanting to tease them.”

“Is that so?” Xu Yi seemed to understand a little. “No wonder those couples in TV dramas are always clinging to each other, nipping and nibbling all day long...”

Pfft.

Li Liang spat out another mouthful of melon seeds.

Qu Peng coughed violently and nearly choked to death on his own saliva.

It was only later, when he ran into Yao Lie, that he learned from him of some things Yu Zhongxiao had never told him.

“Ah!” Feeling the searing pain in his waist, Li Zhishi made an exaggerated gasp, drawing stares and pointing fingers from everyone on the street.

What exactly was the rule of lending thirteen for every ten and demanding thirteen back? Why, after repaying more than sixty taels, did he still owe a hundred? Wu Dalang could not make head or tail of it.

At last, after meeting Yao Lie, he learned from him some things Yu Zhongxiao had never told him.

Zhu Jiangtao watched very carefully. Whenever he came across someone he considered suspicious, he would ask the property manager in a low voice. But after everything had been checked, Chen Zui still had not seen that black-skinned man.

“What do we do? Brother Yu, they’re all gone! My Cartier!” I panicked, looking left and right, still unable to spot the seafood restaurant owner.

“Aren’t you supposed to escort Ximen Qing to Dongping Prefecture? How has it turned into sightseeing?” Wu Dalang asked suspiciously.

When they went out to handle business, people rarely called each other by their real names. Those who were close called him Brother Yu; those who were not used codenames. To be addressed by both given and family name like that, aside from the five of them, she seemed to be the first.

Wang Erniu identified the direction and walked for a day until he reached Sunny Hill. Under Wu Dalang’s guidance, he found the tavern run by Zhang Qing and Sun Erniang.

As Xuanqing spoke, he raised his right hand and struck Yingxiang’s forehead with the handle of a dagger. Yingxiang fell at once, blood streaming from the wound.

But after a few breaths, he still suppressed his fighting spirit. Even now, he still had no certainty of defeating Ning Jiang. That move that summoned sun and moon together, he still had no way to break.

“Yes, it seems that Garura’s advantage is still great. Even in terms of strength, Rasa is no match for Garura!” Nara Shikaku smiled helplessly; he was, in truth, a man who feared his wife.

Meng Zihao’s gaze turned grave. Ning Jiang’s palm strike had actually matched him blow for blow. When had such a mysterious expert appeared in the Fallen Star Sea?

They should not have come here in the first place, but there were quite a few Purple Sun herbs here, and in the end that made them decide to take the risk and gather medicine.

Lu Shaoxi’s body flickered, and he was already standing before Qin Ruxuan. He reached out and took her slender hand. In that instant, his heart was filled completely with her shadow.

The next morning, brilliant sunlight spilled over the Celestial Gate of the Yang family, onto a vast plaza among the palaces, large enough to hold ten thousand people.

Too mysterious, too dangerous, too unfathomable. This was the judgment they all silently gave Ding Jingxi in their hearts.

Huanyuan Shidai also placed his last two cards on the field. It seemed he, too, was ready for the final battle.

Only after hearing the police captain’s cold snort did the nurse notice what had happened here.

The old man gave a cold grunt and said nothing more, simply continuing to clean the room. In truth, the room was not large and there was not much furniture: only a bed, a few tables and chairs, and an old television set. The old man did not even know how many times he had cleaned it. In any case, whenever he had a moment free, he would tidy it again, carefully, leaving not a single stain untouched.