66 Suspicious Mr. Zhongli

Being sold off like this, what good end could possibly await them? Here, although they were called servants, they lived like masters, enjoying the finest food and never tasting hardship. To be sold away at their age meant starting all over again, doing menial labor—she refused to live such a life.

The conversation drifted away. Suddenly, Li Xinrui spoke up: "Remember to expense this meal. Also, I want to eat barbecue in a moment—I'm so hungry!" The pleasant mood shifted abruptly, followed immediately by a loud growl from his stomach.

His good buddy, Zhuang Qiang, had originally intended to stick up for him, ready to declare that if Wang Dory was fired, he wouldn't stay either.

"No! What do you know!" Phantom Face shouted frantically as the raging flames consumed half of his body.

"Don't be afraid." Seizing the opportunity, Yang Han smoothly pulled her into his arms and pressed his body close. Park Ji-yeon turned around, tightly hiding herself in Yang Han's embrace, pressing her curvaceous and delicate body against his with alluring eyes and a pitiable expression.

Of course, there was no signal here, because the presence of origin energy interfered with the electromagnetic waves in the air.

Meanwhile, along a path where they had already dispatched several zombies, Cheng Yingzuo and his group ran directly into a disheveled Gong Wei.

Cheng Yingzuo closed his eyes. Taking advantage of the dim light where no one could observe him, the madness and dark turbulence raging in the depths of his gaze were no longer tranquil.

As for his master, Tong Qinglin, he indicated that he would come to the restaurant tomorrow and would even bring along the sixth senior brother, the worker from the inflatable doll assembly line.

"Look, what is this?" Jiang Lin proudly stretched out one hand, waving a dead cockroach.

Elder Ma's voice had just faded when several second-rank disciples dressed in blue robes slowly stepped out from behind him, walking toward the contestants while holding soul inkstones in varying quantities.

Furthermore, although Shen Feng could not yet be called the "world's number one superstar," his influence was not far behind.

"My Lord Leader, stop joking. You only reached the Supreme Realm yesterday; how could you possibly break through to the First God Realm within a month? I refuse to believe such a thing is possible." Wu Lu wore an aggrieved expression, as if his intelligence had been insulted.

As for what was abnormal about it, Zhou Cong did not ask. Hearing him put it that way, she thought about it and also felt that He Jianrong was somewhat abnormal.

Safay's expression suddenly froze. He gave a light cough, keeping his half-raised, clenched fist suspended, wanting to conceal the gesture, but then, seeming to remember something, he slowly lowered it back down.

They walked straight toward me. I moved slightly to the side, playing a game of hide-and-seek with them.

Suddenly, a silhouette of a boat faintly appeared on the distant sea horizon! My eyes widened as I stared into the distance. Upon seeing my expression, York immediately looked in that direction.

As soon as they left, the residents began to chatter, suspecting that Tia was lying. The gentle attitude Dagandro had just displayed made it utterly impossible for them to connect the "City of Hope" with "slavery."

"Put the things down and you can leave." The boy's voice was low and magnetic, forming a sharp contrast with his appearance.

"The platform takes half, and after tax deductions, you calculate it—there really isn't much left," Yu Can hurriedly comforted her.

Slapping his hand heavily on the table, Ji Qiang put his other hand on his hip and shouted loudly. These township enterprises never did proper work and always wanted to take shortcuts—to the extent that they actually tried to poach people right from Second Auto!

Sun Wukong's gaze sharpened, as if recalling something. Her somersault cloud appeared beneath her feet, and she flew straight out of the Hexiu Pavilion, pursuing the direction in which Tang Sanzang had departed.

After touring the Brilliance Auto exhibition booth, the Vice Premier was in high spirits and had no immediate intention of leaving. He voluntarily requested to walk around the auto show venue a bit longer.

With the morning trial session concluded, domestic and foreign reporters staking out the gates of the Capital No. 2 Intermediate People's Court swarmed forward as the defense attorneys emerged.

First, King Xing had been punished, so he probably wouldn't hold any favorable feelings toward Yang Tinghe and the others in his heart. At a time like this, it was difficult for them to offer any explanations either.

"Still not reciting it?" The king raised his eyes to sweep a glance at him, his aged face bearing a few more traces of majestic dignity.

For the rest of the half-day, Li Xinrui decided he had better not return to school for classes, preferring to wait until the storm blew over.

Within it were established the Hall of the Underworld, the Hall of the God of Death, the Hall of the God of Sleep, and the Hall of the Judges. After the primordial era, the Dark God Clan and the Titan God Clan grew powerful, establishing the Hall of Darkness and the Hall of Titans within it. Originally, there was also a Hall of Slaughter, but after the battle a hundred billion years ago, the Hall of Slaughter was abolished.

Fang Qi and Fang Er ahead were already negotiating. Seeing this, Fang Xing felt a weight lift from his heart and nodded, whereupon Xin Laoqi rode forward on horseback.

Therefore, backstabbing and even fighting among themselves were common occurrences at the academy. Mo Xing knew very well that he had merely spoken a polite, official formula.

"How? Why is there such a suffocating feeling?" Amidst his puzzlement, Shen Boru could not help wondering to himself.

I waved my hand to send old Liu out to arrange sedans for them. These sedans could not be left outside; they required a dedicated sedan shed. Since it wasn't built yet, leaving the sedans out in the wind and sun would cause the sedan covers to discolor. Besides, these were sedans bestowed by the Emperor; they could not possibly be left improperly cared for.

Everyone had been traveling the entire day and was already famished. Seeing such delicious food now, they naturally hoped to eat their fill. Aside from Huo Quguang, Huo Yu distributed the roasted fish to everyone one by one, finally keeping the two large pieces of fish belly meat for himself.

"Yet you are the person who understands me best." Xu Shaoqing did not deny Dongxue's words; to a certain extent, he even tacitly acknowledged Dongxue's unique position in his life.

A tall stone tablet stood proudly at the foot of the mountain, bearing two blood-red characters—Sword Sect—which shone brilliantly in the sunlight.

During that time, Yi Yunshi had first returned to the Right Chancellor's mansion to comfort his mother, who had been nearly beside herself with worry and unable to eat or sleep. Knowing how much she cherished her only son—back when the Right Chancellor was still a general—he, a son who had just returned from studying the arts on the mountain, had suddenly announced his request to join the military and accompany his father into battle.

He swept a sideways glance backward. Although he could not see clearly, relying on his profound internal energy, he had just been able to distinguish how many people were coming based on the sound of their footsteps.

With that, he ruthlessly flung away Li Jing's chin, quickly returned to his sports car, and drove down the mountain.

Ma Chenglong and Zhang Tianxiang looked at each other and shook their heads with a sigh. Since the VIP building had such rules, there was simply nothing they could do.

Lily genuinely wanted to know the information mentioned by the troubled-times dream spirit, and she also harbored the thought of acting as an undercover agent to investigate the relationship between Feng Qingyang and the Descent of the Holy Spirit. She deliberately gave the troubled-times dream spirit the cold shoulder for two minutes before replying.