Volume 1, Chapter 19: Turned Into a Fox Again!

Wang Sheng, left ignored on the side, felt incredibly awkward. Unable to lash out, he could only harbor resentment toward Lu Ming in his heart.

"Teach Wang He a lesson? Don't be foolish, Lu Ming. You're good for nothing but being a sycophant. You want to challenge Wang He? That's sheer fantasy!" sneered a man with a wretched appearance, sharp features, and narrow eyes.

The main path, covered in a red carpet, led straight to the sacrificial altar a hundred meters high in the distance, a location that appeared to be of significant importance.

It was not until Sun Shan had patiently finished his rounds of introductions that he noticed Zhang Tiedan standing on the periphery, looking as if he had lost his soul. He called him over to introduce his wife, the princess.

I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling secretly fortunate. I knew this was just the beginning, but at least we had a shared goal: finding an opportunity for Wang Xiaoxue to showcase her talents.

Although the sound had been cut off backstage, Ning Zhiyuan could tell that these fans were utterly wild for Xu Hao.

"I haven't eaten either; let's join each other." He Ming keenly sensed an strange atmosphere between the two—it was not simple, absolutely not simple.

The other powerhouses of the Ox Demon Palace were also filled with despair. This time, in pursuit of the exotic crystals, all nine major powerful clans had dispatched heir-level figures into the Meta-Magnetic Immortal Cave.

As an expert, he could perceive the endurance of Sun Shan's internal energy and the waves of oppressive killing intent within it.

The cold, rigid limbs suddenly seemed to soften, slowly retracting the eight long legs... pitifully curling into a ball.

To Hu Linyi, the military pay arriving from Hunan was undoubtedly a lifesaver; it would at least soothe the chaotic morale of the troops, allowing for further deliberation.

"Back again?" Jian Dong stared suspiciously at the rock wall, waiting for its reaction the next second. For some reason, he felt a ripple of human energy behind the stone wall.

The other party nodded respectfully to her. Song Xiangwan was about to head toward the elevator when she saw Zhou Jingcun walking toward her.

In the Japanese restaurant on Nanjing Middle Road, elegant and low-key traditional Japanese music played softly. A waiter dressed in a traditional kimono introduced the dishes while serving them.

Qiao Ningsi did not understand piano, but she could hear the sorrow and desolation in Tang Zhuoyao's melody. She did not step forward to disturb him, while Meng Lin, standing beside her and listening to the music, lowered her eyes, where something flickered vaguely.

Because of her shadow, he chased endlessly. Even the Sixth Aunt, who had borne another man's child, was someone he was willing to help care for, to such a degree of madness.

Qiao Ningsi felt a chill in her heart. Jiang Zhiyue was truly protesting too much; the parties involved, Zhu Jingyun and Bu Jingqian, as well as the Tang family, had not yet spoken, yet Jiang Zhiyue was already eager to confirm their guilt?

When Xu Rongrong first started working at the company, she was an assistant to a jewelry designer, so she likely only knew the basics of design.

"It's lovely, how beautiful!" Mo Ranchen looked at Ziqing with a smile. He was right; the crown made her temperament even more outstanding.

The words of the young man kneeling in the hall made Li Ziyuan's eyes light up. That was exactly the logic—if they grew it themselves, the price would naturally drop. But where would the seeds come from? Just as Li Ziyuan was about to speak, Deng Mingzhao continued.

In a capitalist society like the United States, money equals all power. Don't let Yang Nianzhong's usual quiet demeanor fool you; if anyone bullies him, his full retaliation would be more than they could handle.

Jin Lei looked up, her gaze suddenly sharpening, watching the figure hovering three meters in the air in disbelief.

Two planets separated by countless light-years should theoretically be able to shield each other's senses. Of course, this was a test; if the extraterrestrial demons could still perceive them, they might be able to know in advance.

By now, they had reached the parking lot. Yang Nianzhong summoned the lead of the Hilton Hotel's welcome motorcade. Although he felt embarrassed for standing them up, his status as a VIP at the Hilton remained unchanged.

"Brother Ji, accept it. The Jade Skin Flower alone is worth a fortune, and that stone you bought last time likely isn't simple either," Yi Yun interjected at the right moment with a smile.

At this distance, Kenias could not determine the person's identity, but they were likely some famous and powerful ability user.

Gu Jingchen had taken a phone call and vanished, and Ren Tianhan had disappeared along with him.

Lin Wanqing heard in the car that they were being followed by two paparazzi. Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have even glanced at them, but at this moment, she was somewhat annoyed.

She did not look down upon that clan just because the matter seemed impossible, for even now, she did not know how many terrifying existences were buried within it.

"Watch your mouth!" Shi Yu's eyes were ablaze. Although they were both criminal police officers, Yin Xinshui was calm and prudent, while Shi Yu was hot-tempered and could not tolerate a single grain of sand in his eyes.

Because the Central Region was the strongest of the five major regions, it gathered the continent's top sects and most elite families.

He wore a set of astrology robes and leaned on a green jade scepter—a rare magical artifact gifted to him by another imperial dignitary, the Emerald Duke Green Field.

"Su Qingqing?" Wang Keman responded, surprised for a fleeting moment before a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

Secondly, placing Tang Bao'er there temporarily would ensure it was neither threatened by the volcanic eruption of Cloud Mist Mountain, nor taken so far away as to affect the target deviation on the tracking and positioning instruments used by Jun San and the others.

Just then, in the moonlit night sky, a strange, giant battleship that looked like a turtle shell glided silently across the calm sea.

Luo Wei's pained sound was muffled by him, rising and falling, until she bit his tongue, forcing him to let her go.

Tang Tuo, Gu Xisheng, and Deng Ao sat at the table, and although they occupied two sides, the three of them were sitting fairly close.

For the banquet of the Emperor's Birthday, all departments and bureaus in the palace had been procuring supplies extensively, sparing no effort to be lavish, while the concubines inquired everywhere, racking their brains, all to please the Dragon Heart and gain favor.

Father Tong's eyes were fixed, his complexion ashen, remaining motionless like a wax figure without breath.

Although Qin Wuji's words were not loud and held no intentional display of Qi energy, they sounded incredibly jarring in a hall already filled with people harboring ulterior motives.