Chapter 161: Drinking a Little Too Much

Dugu Yi nodded. "Yunjin Bay, right? Well, let's grab a bite first. Can we take a stroll around afterwards?"
The housekeeper smiled and replied, "Of course, no problem at all. Please follow me this way to the dining room."
"Where is Qingli?"
Dugu Yi looked around and asked.
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The sportswear and shoes were paid for by Lin Jinyi. As they were about to leave, they happened to notice a set of couple's pajamas displayed in a shop window. One was black and the other purple, featuring a relatively classic and decent design with pleasant-looking fabric.
In the past, when Lin Yang and Zhao Ya were together, although he was very happy, there was always a faint sorrow lingering in the depths of his eyes. Most of what he talked about every day was how to coax Zhao Ya into a good mood.
At that moment, in the corridor leading out of the palace, Qin Tian wore a look of utter frustration, feeling as though his brain's CPU was running somewhat low.
Dappled sunlight poured down through the dense plane tree branches, casting mottled patterns onto her lovely, exquisite, and adorable face.
"Lady He, I am not Luoxiao." Orange Slave was still dressed in a dancer's gown from Tianzhu, with a lingering scent of musk on her body, and smiled with considerable allure.
To deal with this, Lin Shu naturally had his ways. He simply put on a thick skin and brought up all the old accounts with Commander-in-Chief Pan.
"Qingjia, This Prince promised you that I would take you home by tomorrow morning at the latest, and This Prince has fulfilled it tonight." Li Chunyu smiled with the innocence of a child, and then, before she could react, he pecked贺 Qingjia's lips.
Lin Xiaoxiao did not see He Chenguang because that fellow was currently hiding behind a Mercedes-Benz G-Class, terrified that Lin Xiaoxiao might spot him first and run off without looking back.
"Fifth Brother, this Empress is very devoted. Ever since I slept with AFu, I haven't missed Lord Yang anymore." Li Chunsu gave a shy smile.
And his right arm, which had been missing due to Mickey's transfer, had now grown half a limb. Suddenly, Mickey stared at Xia Shang with wide eyes.
Pondering thoughtfully, "Has this water always been like this, or did it become so later on? Although it cannot compare to the heavy pollution of the twenty-first century, we still cannot completely rule it out."
Zuo Qinglin smiled faintly, like a blooming lotus—beautiful yet dignified. Gao Xiang felt that his master's wife was extremely breathtaking, possessing that kind of serene and elegant beauty which made one dare not harbor even a trace of blasphemy.
"This..." Hearing Mishus's words, Soga finally understood completely. The flying magical armored soldiers only possessed seventh-tier offensive capabilities, but when it came to defense and mobility, they simply could not compare to those seventh-tier magical beasts. Once confronted head-on, they naturally stood no chance.
"Rioter has gone to scout out the enemy situation, and you people are about to log off anyway. Are the rest of us just supposed to sit here like fools and wait?" Spitter glanced around at everyone.
"Could it be... Could it be! Is it the ability of the Ice God?" Lost in thought, Soga murmured to himself.
"Father Grand Marshal, is that uncle who sneaked into the Yuan territory really that formidable? Will he seize Father's military power in the future?" Only two-year-old Zhu Di asked softly and babblingly into Zhu Yuanzhang's ear before Ma Xiuying could reply.
Although their current days were impoverished, after hearing Dongmen Qing arrange things this way, everyone felt that this team had ambition and hope. Once there was hope, the hardships of the present did not seem so difficult to endure.
"That also means once the seizure fails, none of us can leave this place alive," Feng Qingtian said nervously.
Yet, it was just that tiny margin short. Gao Xiang's mental power was still too weak to further forge a physical body, let alone possess the ability to imbue her with a soul.
"We haven't asked you yet, why haven't you been logging on for the past few days? What were you up to?" Qiu Ye's tone was less than pleasant, clearly still minding that ground dragon.
Cheng Yuanshan had been a renowned vanguard general in the military back then, yet now he had been quietly assassinated and even gravely wounded.