After hearing this, Xiang Dongliu couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a moment.

Although Mu Lingqian's words are not wrong in themselves.

The most important thing between Xiang Dongliu and her is the home they formed by themselves.

However, for Xiang Dongliu alone, Mu Lingqian's words were somewhat suspicious of diverting the topic.

After all, he was Mu Lingqian's boyfriend after all, so he had the right to know his girlfriend's home address, otherwise he would not be decent if he said it.

People who don’t even understand will feel that Xiang Dongliu loves too casually and don’t even know where his woman’s home is.

Of course, that's it.

Xiangdongliu is not that old-fashioned either.

On the contrary, he was able to understand Mu Lingqian's special situation, so he was not angry, nor did he forcefully ask. Anyway, Mu Lingqian said that the ancient martial arts conference held during the Chinese New Year was at Mu Lingqian's home, and he would go sooner or later.

After the thought flashed, Xiang Dongliu went back to his room to practice martial arts after eating.

For a while, he has spent a lot of time every day to find places to practice the "Demon Spirit Heart Sutra" in major parks in AM to avoid being discovered by the Demon Sect. At the same time, the medicinal power of the Fire Cloud Pill has become more difficult to refine as it has been refined to the later stage.

Therefore, he must practice harder and refine Fire Cloud Pill.

Otherwise, when he arrived at the Ancient Martial Arts Conference, he would lose the bet with Mu Lingtian if he couldn't get the first place.

At that time, it would be difficult for him to know whether someone from the Xiao family had poisoned his father, causing his father to be in a coma for several years, and also causing his mother to abandon his husband and son, causing him torture and suffering in his childhood.

This account cannot be calculated clearly just by saying it.

"I don't know where that woman is."

Xiang Dongliu thought of the hatred of the past and the incompetent mother who abandoned him and his father and son, and he couldn't help but feel confused. He couldn't calm down for a long time. From time to time, he would think randomly and could not concentrate on practicing martial arts.

"I can't stand it."

He suffered about two o'clock in the middle of the night and Xiangdongliu took the effort with some annoyance.

"Don't you practice anymore?"

Mu Lingqian, like him, did not sleep either, so after Xiang Dongliu received the merits, Mu Lingqian also followed suit.

"I want to go out for a walk." Xiangdongliu pointed a cigar, quickly put on his coat, picked up the car keys placed on the bedside table and said, "Can you sleep well at home?"

"What's wrong, are there anything up?"

Mu Lingqian and Xiang Dongliu have been together for a long time. She could observe and figure out every move and even every expression of Xiang Dongliu, so she worriedly said, "You can tell me, don't be bored alone."

"It's okay, don't worry."

Xiang Dongliu smiled and stroked her hair, put her body flat, covered her with a quilt and said, "It's getting late, you go to bed first, I'll drive out for a ride and go back."

"Then you drive carefully."

Although Mu Lingqian wanted to accompany and comfort her, she thought about it and nodded obediently and closed her eyes obediently.

Although she was worried about Xiang Dongliu's concern, she also knew that everyone would encounter something that was very annoyed but wanted to calm down or vent alone, and any second party's comfort was useless.

Moreover, she also believed that if Xiang Dongliu talked to her, she would not drive out in the middle of the night.

After all, this season is already winter, and it is very cold to wake up in the middle of the night. Xiangdongliu hadn't encountered something particularly irritable, he wouldn't have been full and ran out to blow the cold wind.

Therefore, Mu Lingqian could only obediently not disturb Xiang Dongliu during this particularly irritable time, which would affect his self-regulation.

"Don't worry, there are basically no cars at this time."

Xiang Dongliu smiled and kissed her gently on the forehead, then closed the door gently and went directly to the garage to pick up the car.

At 1:30 in the middle of the night, although there are few people on the streets of AM, there are still some people and cars.

Therefore, I just want to stay in a place where I am the only one, and quickly step on the accelerator heavily and head towards the remote road like a flying.

At the beginning, Xiang Dongliu only drove a speed of one hundred yards per hour, and at the same time he rolled down the car window, letting the strong cold wind blow him.

But for some reason, the unforgettable hatred, the incompetent woman, has been circling in his mind all the time.

So, as we drove eastward, the speed of the car got faster and faster.

In the end, the roads around the city could no longer satisfy his speed, so he had to drive the car onto the highway.

He didn't pay attention to which city the highway was.

I don’t want to know how long it takes to go down this highway.

120.

150.

180.

...

200.

250.

...

The eastward flow is faster and faster, and the faster it is. Starting from the highway, I haven't even clicked the brakes lightly, and it has been accelerating.

Even after passing through the tunnel or even taking photos, he still did not slow down half a minute, which made many night-driving drivers on the highway almost scared.

His speed, in other people's cars, seemed like an airplane, and disappeared with a sound of silence.

If he could not see his lit headlights from afar, most drivers would think they were illusions or were dazzled.

However, Xiang Dongliu didn't care about that much. He just wanted to gallop desperately so that he would not remember that hatred or that irresponsible woman.

Who knows that his car speed is extremely dangerous at this time.

After all, it was night. Although Xiangdongliu wore a perspective mirror and had the functions of perspective and night vision, which allowed him to see farther than the headlights, the speed of the car was too fast. If the steering wheel was slightly rushing, then the direction was too large and he would easily have something to do.

"What is that."

Just as Xiang Dongliu had just rushed to 300 yards, a large number of colorful lights suddenly appeared at the end of his eyes.

After three seconds, he drove at the super high speed and found that there were a bunch of sports cars ahead, and the chassis and roof of each car, as well as the waistline of the body, were equipped with a lot of lights.

There are ice blue, fiery red, and grass green. It looks both beautiful and eye-catching, and it improves a lot of safety for driving at night.

However, the move to racing on the highway has minimized their safety.

With a slight frown, Xiangdongliu had to slow down in advance, and when he approached the racing group, he lowered the speed to 190.

But what made Xiang Dongliu depressed was that the group of racing cars ahead blocked his way.

Although there are as many as eight lanes on this highway, there are more than a dozen or twenty vehicles participating, all of which are super luxury sports cars.

Such as Koenigseger, Pagani, Ferrari, Lamborghini, and even Porsche 911 are all shabby.

Of course, luxury cars are not the point.

The most important thing is that these more than 20 supercars are playing chase games on the highways in these eight lanes, chasing each other and overtaking constantly, making them flow eastward without even wanting to change the lane and overtaking, and suddenly became much more depressed.
Chapter completed!