Volume 1, Chapter 137: The Photograph Scandal

Therefore, he only needed to hold on until that moment arrived. Or, to be safer, he could simply run out of the secret realm and seek the protection of the sect elders.

His voice was incredibly loud, for he realized that if he continued to fight like this, he would not be able to win even if he managed to hold his ground.

"It's no use begging me; since she is a monster, she deserves to be burned to death to avoid harming others!" Old Lady Bai said ruthlessly.

Whenever Huo Yanshen returned for dinner, Yang Chunyan would prepare extra dishes. When he did not return, she would carefully measure the portions, ensuring that the food served on the table was both presentable and just enough to be finished, so as not to waste anything.

How could they know the happiness and satisfaction Du Feng felt, having returned from the mountains after drinking Wahaha for fifteen years, when he tasted a Shuaishuaiyi for the first time?

"You unfilial son, you finally know how to send a message?" Yun Jian, sitting cross-legged, glared at Xiao Yijun on the message stone, furious.

Watching the four great spiritual incarnations vanish into the sealing formation, Lin Tianhan pulled his hand away from Su Wushuang’s grip, took out his Heaven and Earth Carefree Fan, and began to fan himself naturally.

As he caught sight of the mountain pass ahead, which looked as though it had been carved by blades and axes, Qin Fan finally let out a deep sigh of relief.

"By the way, Brother Jiu, take a look at how my fire-attribute spiritual energy is coming along." With that, Hu Tianxiang placed the Iron Heart Cauldron in front of him, flicked his finger, and shot a ball of spiritual energy into the cauldron. With a soft "poof," the energy transformed into a spiritual flame, burning fiercely inside.

Renovating over six hundred square meters would be quite expensive, but Lu Yiming did not intend to finish it all at once. He planned to utilize three hundred square meters first and figure out the remaining space once the company grew larger.

Song Qian looked at Chu Xinghe with eyes red from crying, unable to fathom why the first person to rush in and save her would be this intern from Mingkai whom she had just humiliated.

For hundreds of miles around, there were no other households, so no one knew the current state of Fenglin Town.

There was a moment of silence; even the big rooster had returned to its coop to doze off. Apart from the occasional cicada, there was no sound at all.

As soon as Li Yixiao arrived at the mansion, he encountered a new round of challenges. Not only had he fought the Skeleton General, but he also had to trade blows with its subordinates—truly, life is full of surprises.

"That's perfect. The owner of the campsite where I stayed last time hasn't sent me the invoice yet. If you happen to pass by, please pick it up. Ask the owner about it, and if it still hasn't been mailed, bring it back for me."

Meanwhile, to optimize the organizational structure, it was agreed after study that Li Huahua, Director of the Office of the Jiangzhou Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, would serve as a member of the Party Working Committee and Deputy Director of the High-Tech Zone, and Comrade Wei Yuanbao, Deputy County Magistrate of Nanjiang, would serve as a member of the Party Working Committee and Director of the Public Resource Trading Center of the High-Tech Zone.

Representing the Bureau Party Committee, Lin Zhiyuan convened a meeting with all staff of the Investment Promotion Division to announce the appointment of Chen Zhixin. At the same time, he expressed his expectations for the division, urging everyone to cooperate with Chen and elevate the department's work.

Both men had previously expressed interest in her, but she had never given a clear answer, as she was merely using them and playing along.

If Killer Bee were to suddenly have an "epiphany" during that time and decide he didn't want to be a ninja anymore, wanting instead to follow the Whitebeard Pirates and sail the seas freely.

"Push him!" Seeing that I was less than a meter from the bedroom, I shoved the young man toward the doorway, stood up, and pulled the trigger toward the entrance.

Conversely, the players from Huayu Design College still wore expressions of disbelief. Their captain, Dai Ritian, had boosted their morale by scoring a goal early in the third quarter, but they were completely stunned by Geng Haoshi's massive slam dunk.

He pulled the curtains shut with a rustle, took the golden treasure gourd from the drawer, and turned to vanish.

For some reason, Meng Xiang seemed to have no intention of dodging this time, focusing entirely on controlling the Heaven-Suppressing Demon Tower. It was as if he were so determined to catch the fleeing white-skinned figure that he could pay attention to nothing else, which caused the crystal giant scorpion's eyes to brighten suddenly as its attacks became even more vicious.

"Oh! Stop it! I'll watch you, I'll watch you, okay?" Jiu'er felt her head spinning; it was truly dizzying.

Song Bao'er and Li Qiuyue were unaware that the two kidnappers had extorted one hundred million US dollars from Xiao Baozhu. If they had known, they would never have tried to resolve the situation by throwing money at her.

The cultivator from Hidden Dragon Abyss who stepped out to fight had only distanced himself from Meng Xiang to test the limits of his attack range, and the other cultivators were only too willing to cooperate, harboring the same motive.

Zhou Xiao pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face. Seeing that Qin Yu was not angry, he tilted the corners of his mouth upward in a wicked smirk, stood up, turned his back to Qin Yu, and waved his hand.

"Did I say something wrong?" Geng Haoshi rarely exercised himself, so naturally, he knew very little about such sports stars.

But to their surprise, the Divine Sword was stolen that very night, making it impossible to hold the martial arts tournament the next day. Even more unexpectedly, the Shaolin Abbot took his own life that same day to apologize to the martial arts world.

Whoosh! Flying knives spun through the air, three cold blades shooting toward Yang Chen. Yang Chen sprang up, his fist flying forward. Bang, bang—a few loud crashes echoed.