Volume 1, Chapter 59: This wine, I cannot drink it!

"Well, well, sitting anywhere is the same. Mother Sun, add a seat for Wan'er here!" Old Madam Qin said with a smile.
"Yes!" Mother Sun replied.
The seat was added between Han Shu and the Old Madam. Han Shu knew that she had come for the Old Madam rather than herself, which inevitably left her feeling a little disappointed.
Su Yan'er lowered her head and returned to her seat, looking very much like a wronged little kitten, with tears seemingly welling in the corners of her eyes, on the verge of spilling over.
After taking her seat, Han Shu secretly held Su Yan'er's hand and patted it lightly, presumably to comfort her.
She thought no one would notice this scene, but Qin Wan saw it after all.
However, Qin Wan was no longer hurting; she knew that her mother...

"Well, well, sitting anywhere is the same. Mother Sun, add a seat for Wan'er here!" Old Madam Qin said with a smile.
"Yes!" Mother Sun replied.
"Taoist priest, are you going into seclusion or coming with me to find Jiang Fusheng?" Yao Muchen asked thoughtfully as he looked at the priest, who was busy grooming his feathers on the side.
The cultivators fell into despair. Lala's strength was beyond doubt, yet she still could were completely helpless against the Chaos Lord. Were they really going to lose?
However, no one dared to utter any more high-sounding words, because Han Xiao's performance earlier had fully demonstrated his immeasurable strength.

Xiao Mengdie's lips curved slightly into a faint smile. She suddenly raised her hands to her chest, looked straight at Yadong, and began forming mystical hand seals in the air. Soon, the pair of hands in front of Xiao Mengdie appeared hazy as if blocked by something, and a brilliant silver flower suddenly materialized out of thin air.
Wang Feng paused, gritted his teeth, and angrily turned to walk up to the second-floor private room. Four Dragons followed him inside. Zhao Jun also very consciously closed the door for them. Although he had followed Four Dragons for a long time, he had always just been a driver. He had never interfered with Four Dragons' business negotiations.
Leaving aside whether Lang Hongxiang truly knew these Saint Sovereigns, a single Soul-Fixing Pearl alone was enough to deter him from making a move against Lang Hongxiang.
Ye Bai nodded, flicked his wrist, and one of the four Snow Centipede Needles directly pierced into the elder's shoulder.
"Then are we currently in a level-two or level-three illusion?" Hearing this, Yao Muchen couldn't help but gasp.
Since he was already here anyway, he might as well go take a look. Could Qin Ran possibly eat him?
The next day, the government troops did not launch a rash attack as Liren and the others had guessed. Instead, they holed up in their main camp, plotting something in secret. Liren went to the interrogation room to visit Liao Kai and casually inquire about the government troops' objective.
Fang Lihua was just getting ready to watch Zhao Chunjuan make a fuss when Gu Shoude's sudden shout made her choke back her breath right in her throat.
The screen on the opposite wall had some parallel straight stripes. In the middle were some reflecting mirrors and vertical plates with slits.
Hearing this, Sun Wukong burst into laughter. Hearing Wukong making fun of him, Elder Jinchi did not get angry either. Instead, he had his attendants tidy up the meditation room and prepare vegetarian meals to treat Tang Sanzang and Wukong.
The kite started from the north, headed west, then south, then east, and finally circled the building back to the north. Yonghan and Fusuo caught the kite and the wires attached to it.
Although he was dressed in a dark-colored robe and holding a most ordinary paper fan, it still failed to conceal his innate noble bearing.

Ah Hu scratched his head, looking a bit embarrassed. What he was about to say next was indeed somewhat lacking in loyalty.
Qiangzai scooped half a ladle of hot water for Funiu, and as soon as he stepped outside, he saw his grandfather secretly slipping good food to Funiu.
The two of them accompanied the Third Saint Mother for some casual chat. Seeing that it was getting late, they bid her farewell. Chenxiang lingered in the Third Saint Mother's embrace, acting spoiled for a long time, before reluctantly leaving along with Jiang Yuan.
The little bit of wine stored at home had long since been finished by Su Yanqing. Just as he was craving it intensely, Qin Chuan sent over fine wine, which could truly be said to catering to his exact tastes.
Qin Huairu had seen the village chief's foolish son. He was indeed extremely foolish, practically reaching a hopeless stage where he didn't even recognize his own father.
Lei Dachui, high in the air, saw the Earth. Because there was no atmospheric obstruction, it looked exceptionally clear.
Zhao Xuezhen was talking to Xia Sheng about the latest coursework when unexpectedly, she laid eyes on the person she least wanted to see ever again.
Coincidentally, it was separated from Ye Tian's seat in the very last row of the fourth group by only a narrow aisle.