37 Sister-in-law is about to be gone

For Shangqing Yue, the fact that Chen Shaoyou and Wang Muran’s family were both safe and sound was indeed a good thing.

However, this instinctive palm strike enraged Yan Jiaojiao. With a cold snort, the red silk ribbon in her sleeve swept directly toward Shuying.

Why did this have to involve Lu’s parents? The terrified Lu Feifan also startled Yang Fei in the process.

The young woman was very patient. Working at the airport meant encountering all kinds of travelers, so Wang Baobao’s lines were not an exaggeration at all—she had seen far more outrageous things. Therefore, breaking character or laughing on set was simply out of the question. Lu Feifan was very satisfied, feeling that he had made the right choice by hiring real airport staff for the shoot; they were professionals, after all.

Yan Xiao felt somewhat disheartened. When she turned to look at Hong Yan again, her eyes were cold and piercing, filled with a biting chill.

Seeing this, she could only sigh helplessly. "Forget it! You don’t understand what I’m saying. I’m going to the Demon Realm today because my parents are there. I go back to visit them every so often to fulfill my filial duty." She looked up into the distance, feeling not a shred of happiness in her heart; instead, a trace of sorrow clouded her features.

If I called Chen Naimo and Wu Shenghe, they would certainly get to the bottom of it and track me down.

With that, he strode forward, hoisted Yan Xiao in one hand and Jian Huan in the other, tossed them into a room in the courtyard, and locked the door from the outside.

"Shut up, or I’ll tell Mengmeng about your injury," Baili Yuxiao said, sounding casual and inadvertent, yet the implications and threats in her words were abundantly clear.

"The people of the Ling Empire are still waiting for your return. I beg you, even if it’s for everyone’s sake, please set aside your feelings for Miss Baili for now."

As the yamen runner before him knelt to the ground, the few other guards who had been standing by in bewilderment finally saw Chen’s face. Their expressions changed instantly, and they fell to their knees one after another, kowtowing incessantly.

"The armor I requested is naturally of vital importance. We will be setting out to suppress the remnants of the Yellow Turbans again in a month. You can't expect us to fight them with dulled blades," Lu Zhi said, walking up to Song Jie and staring at him intently.

The old man hiding behind the scenes thought: Of course I understand. I will have the admiral at the front lines expand the defensive perimeter and dispatch a fleet to rely on your Emperor of Europe Mansion to prevent the Deep Sea from capturing it. However, you must provide the resources consumed. You should be able to accept this condition, right?

In that distant past, no one knows what occurred, but many powerful races once attacked Hangu Pass. After they fell in battle, their descendants were trapped outside the Hangu fortress—that is, on this long, arduous star road.

She had waited for the inner court of the Marquis Chongzu’s estate to erupt in chaos and fire, but before she could even hear news of a blaze, she had slipped and fallen into the water, drowning.

Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes regulation, but it is too slow, and because the practice is so profound, there are many quacks. In some places, people learn a recipe or two and dare to diagnose patients and prescribe medicine; if they cure someone, they claim it is due to their brilliant medical skill, but if they kill someone, they brush it off as destiny.

This was the moment to perform this technique of refining qi. Qingyang took a deep breath. It was his first time attempting this, and not knowing if he would succeed or fail, he had no choice but to give it a try.

Strangely, the fire fox and the white monkey ate Chen’s vermilion fruit, but instead of going to sleep to digest it, they remained sitting there, staring fixedly at him, showing no intention of letting him pass.

Alone, with no roots or foundation, he had relied on his own learning to pass the examinations, only to be slandered the moment he arrived in the capital, nearly ruining his future.

Arriving at the entrance of the tribe, Shaodian saw a cultivator in moon-white robes with an extraordinary appearance, and he hurriedly bowed in respect.

Before long, Hu Fulang stepped down from the carriage. He saw Fang Zhixing, gave a slight nod, and began to knock on the door.

In 2939 BC, after En-me-barage-si was captured alive, his son Aga hastily assumed the throne of Kish, becoming the twenty-third king of the First Dynasty of Kish.

Chen Zhongguo paid visits to all the standing committee members and more than half of the Xijing prominent families in one go. He even brought back a tour group, claiming it was for "senior cadre vacation," only to disappear without a trace after making a single appearance at the airport.

To clarify his identity, everyone must study the 80% personnel plan I provided for A-I. As long as you reasonably substitute all the characters and their actions into it, the identity of the culprit will become clear.

"We will definitely arrive at Bailongdui after dark at this rate. Can we cross Bailongdui at night?" Liu Chuchu asked, filled with worry.

The simple, straightforward words were full of power, making one’s blood boil, and the sound of drums and thunderous applause erupted immediately.

Even if one only investigated the transactions between the companies, the connections between Jinsheng, Jinyuan, and the Chen Group were extremely complex. Chen Yi had not chosen a simple structure—most multinational groups in the world prefer complex structures, and the reason is simple: why would anyone want to make things easy?

Players who have mastered Zed are very keen on split-pushing, especially when the situation is deadlocked. Remaining in the mid-lane has little meaning and only draws unnecessary fire; whenever they come, they come two or three at a time.

Others thought Chen Yi was being magnanimous, not knowing he had already used divine power to scan everyone’s personal belongings. Moreover, the divine knights acting as his bodyguards were the best spies. When necessary, they could use divine power to trigger magical projections and record everything directly.