Chapter 891
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I didn't notice that in the eyes of Jimo, the more and more serious fishy red flashed by.
Jimo's eyes are so fixed that he must look at the dreamy face in the deep sleep. For a moment, his face is expressionless, for a moment, he is stiff and indifferent, and for a moment, he is gentle and loving
Finally, he closed his eyes and held her tighter.
Just then, a spirit crane appeared in front of him.
A few numbers: Little Lord, the task is completed, and I can't ask the people behind the scene. The rest follow it, and the rest are destroyed
Jimoya turns Linghe into a flying ash, and the anger in his eyes fades a lot.
Well, he wants to see who has the courage to deal with his woman secretly.
Better hope it's not his mother, your wife
Otherwise, the love between mother and son will end here.
But according to intuition, it should not be your wife. Your wife has made an oath. If she breaks the oath, her cultivation will be greatly reduced. Your wife has always regarded cultivation as more important than life, more important than him, and will not take personal risks.
Who on earth would use such vicious and disgusting means?
If he finds out, she will not survive or die.
A cold violence emanated from him, and the blood seemed to surge with magic, which made him crazy and manic
At this time, the dreamy face half awake seemed to have a nightmare and tightly grasped the robe of Jimo career, "I don't, I'm innocent, I don't, believe me... Jimo career... Don't go..."
Jimoya almost lost his heart and calmed down.
The girl was frightened and felt pity in her heart.
His eyes were full of obscurity. He put on her clothes and gently patted her on the shoulder, "well, don't go, go to sleep."
The voice is as gentle as ever.
The matter was exposed and never mentioned again, nor did it remind her of it.
No matter what, he doesn't want to lose her.
And no one is allowed to hurt her again.
Three or five days later, Huan Qinyan recovered mentally and almost recovered from his injury.
The flying clouds are still flying in the sky.
Magic poured his face into the space and made a big table for Jimo ya, which was presented in front of Jimo ya.
Steamed cocoa shrimp, casserole tree mushroom, huadieling milk soup, Xuanyu Zhenling crisp, yinyifo Brown glutinous rice porridge, Tianluo Longya soup, honey sheep ribs, shaou stewed xuanzhuhua, storm purple bamboo bamboo bamboo tube rice
All of them are new varieties of soul food developed by magic and beauty.
When Jimo Ya tasted it, he lifted his lips and flashed a trace of appreciation in his eyes. "It tastes good and has a high aura value! Xiaoyan, you have made great progress!"
Huan Qingyan was praised and smiled, "here's my newly brewed honey fruit wine, you drink..."
As soon as jimoya opened the wine pot, he smelled a clear and sweet smell of wine.
I already had the meaning of surprise. I poured out a small cup and took a shallow sip. Suddenly, my eyebrows and eyes were stretched for a few minutes.
"Good wine! Such a small cup has at least 1000 points of aura and the effect of nourishing the heart and lungs. It's really a rare good thing." Speaking of this, jimoya added, "the last 100 jars of Linggu wine sold well. It is said that they were all sold short. You can make more wine when you are free. If there is surplus to sell, honey fruit wine will be more popular."
Huan Qingyan smiled, "OK! There's no problem with how much Spirit Valley wine is brewed, but there's less honey fruit wine. Honey fruit trees only bloom once a decade, and there are only more than 100 honey fruit bees. It's estimated that there will be a lot of honey fruit wine after a few years."
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I didn't notice that in the eyes of Jimo, the more and more serious fishy red flashed by.
Jimo's eyes are so fixed that he must look at the dreamy face in the deep sleep. For a moment, his face is expressionless, for a moment, he is stiff and indifferent, and for a moment, he is gentle and loving
Finally, he closed his eyes and held her tighter.
Just then, a spirit crane appeared in front of him.
A few numbers: Little Lord, the task is completed, and I can't ask the people behind the scene. The rest follow it, and the rest are destroyed
Jimoya turns Linghe into a flying ash, and the anger in his eyes fades a lot.
Well, he wants to see who has the courage to deal with his woman secretly.
Better hope it's not his mother, your wife
Otherwise, the love between mother and son will end here.
But according to intuition, it should not be your wife. Your wife has made an oath. If she breaks the oath, her cultivation will be greatly reduced. Your wife has always regarded cultivation as more important than life, more important than him, and will not take personal risks.
Who on earth would use such vicious and disgusting means?
If he finds out, she will not survive or die.
A cold violence emanated from him, and the blood seemed to surge with magic, which made him crazy and manic
At this time, the dreamy face half awake seemed to have a nightmare and tightly grasped the robe of Jimo career, "I don't, I'm innocent, I don't, believe me... Jimo career... Don't go..."
Jimoya almost lost his heart and calmed down.
The girl was frightened and felt pity in her heart.
His eyes were full of obscurity. He put on her clothes and gently patted her on the shoulder, "well, don't go, go to sleep."
The voice is as gentle as ever.
The matter was exposed and never mentioned again, nor did it remind her of it.
No matter what, he doesn't want to lose her.
And no one is allowed to hurt her again.
Three or five days later, Huan Qinyan recovered mentally and almost recovered from his injury.
The flying clouds are still flying in the sky.
Magic poured his face into the space and made a big table for Jimo ya, which was presented in front of Jimo ya.
Steamed cocoa shrimp, casserole tree mushroom, huadieling milk soup, Xuanyu Zhenling crisp, yinyifo Brown glutinous rice porridge, Tianluo Longya soup, honey sheep ribs, shaou stewed xuanzhuhua, storm purple bamboo bamboo bamboo tube rice
All of them are new varieties of soul food developed by magic and beauty.
When Jimo Ya tasted it, he lifted his lips and flashed a trace of appreciation in his eyes. "It tastes good and has a high aura value! Xiaoyan, you have made great progress!"
Huan Qingyan was praised and smiled, "here's my newly brewed honey fruit wine, you drink..."
As soon as jimoya opened the wine pot, he smelled a clear and sweet smell of wine.
I already had the meaning of surprise. I poured out a small cup and took a shallow sip. Suddenly, my eyebrows and eyes were stretched for a few minutes.
"Good wine! Such a small cup has at least 1000 points of aura and the effect of nourishing the heart and lungs. It's really a rare good thing." Speaking of this, jimoya added, "the last 100 jars of Linggu wine sold well. It is said that they were all sold short. You can make more wine when you are free. If there is surplus to sell, honey fruit wine will be more popular."
Huan Qingyan smiled, "OK! There's no problem with how much Spirit Valley wine is brewed, but there's less honey fruit wine. Honey fruit trees only bloom once a decade, and there are only more than 100 honey fruit bees. It's estimated that there will be a lot of honey fruit wine after a few years."
This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
I didn't notice that in the eyes of Jimo, the more and more serious fishy red flashed by.Jimo's eyes are so fixed that he must look at the dreamy face in the deep sleep. For a moment, his face is expressionless, for a moment, he is stiff and indifferent, and for a moment, he is gentle and lovingFinally, he closed his eyes and held her tighter.Just then, a spirit crane appeared in front of him.A few numbers: Little Lord, the task is completed, and I can't ask the people behind the scene. The rest follow it, and the rest are destroyedJimoya turns Linghe into a flying ash, and the anger in his eyes fades a lot.Well, he wants to see who has the courage to deal with his woman secretly.Better hope it's not his mother, your wifeOtherwise, the love between mother and son will end here.But according to intuition, it should not be your wife. Your wife has made an oath. If she breaks the oath, her cultivation will be greatly reduced. Your wife has always regarded cultivation as more important than life, more important than him, and will not take personal risks.Who on earth would use such vicious and disgusting means?If he finds out, she will not survive or die.A cold violence emanated from him, and the blood seemed to surge with magic, which made him crazy and manicAt this time, the dreamy face half awake seemed to have a nightmare and tightly grasped the robe of Jimo career, "I don't, I'm innocent, I don't, believe me... Jimo career... Don't go..."Jimoya almost lost his heart and calmed down.The girl was frightened and felt pity in her heart.His eyes were full of obscurity. He put on her clothes and gently patted her on the shoulder, "well, don't go, go to sleep."The voice is as gentle as ever.The matter was exposed and never mentioned again, nor did it remind her of it.No matter what, he doesn't want to lose her.And no one is allowed to hurt her again.Three or five days later, Huan Qinyan recovered mentally and almost recovered from his injury.The flying clouds are still flying in the sky.Magic poured his face into the space and made a big table for Jimo ya, which was presented in front of Jimo ya.Steamed cocoa shrimp, casserole tree mushroom, huadieling milk soup, Xuanyu Zhenling crisp, yinyifo Brown glutinous rice porridge, Tianluo Longya soup, honey sheep ribs, shaou stewed xuanzhuhua, storm purple bamboo bamboo bamboo tube riceAll of them are new varieties of soul food developed by magic and beauty.When Jimo Ya tasted it, he lifted his lips and flashed a trace of appreciation in his eyes. "It tastes good and has a high aura value! Xiaoyan, you have made great progress!"Huan Qingyan was praised and smiled, "here's my newly brewed honey fruit wine, you drink..."As soon as jimoya opened the wine pot, he smelled a clear and sweet smell of wine.I already had the meaning of surprise. I poured out a small cup and took a shallow sip. Suddenly, my eyebrows and eyes were stretched for a few minutes."Good wine! Such a small cup has at least 1000 points of aura and the effect of nourishing the heart and lungs. It's really a rare good thing." Speaking of this, jimoya added, "the last 100 jars of Linggu wine sold well. It is said that they were all sold short. You can make more wine when you are free. If there is surplus to sell, honey fruit wine will be more popular."Huan Qingyan smiled, "OK! There's no problem with how much Spirit Valley wine is brewed, but there's less honey fruit wine. Honey fruit trees only bloom once a decade, and there are only more than 100 honey fruit bees. It's estimated that there will be a lot of honey fruit wine after a few years."This novel has been translated by www.novelhall. com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.
