Chapter 31

Fortunately, Jiang Yi did not have much left to do; he nailed the scene in one take, leaving only the intimate shots to be completed by a body double.

The other disciples were struck with terror. Having never seen a demon from beyond the realm before, the knowledge buried in their minds suddenly surfaced at the sight, prompting them to scatter in a desperate flight for their lives.

Even Wang Yu’s "Suppress the East" skill, with its army-wide suppression effect, could not diminish Tuoba Longxiang’s prowess. Only by targeting the sources—Wobushi and Wanyan Aguda—and sealing their ability to provide army-wide buffs could one indirectly suppress Tuoba Longxiang’s combat strength.

Yue Laosan felt the back of his head, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He then released his grip to knead the man’s limbs and press firmly on his waist.

Shen Manxin wanted her to feel that a true elite family was a hundred, even a thousand times more terrifying than the so-called entertainment industry.

Some executives were so afraid that they did not even dare to breathe heavily, terrified that the slightest noise would make them the target of their bosses' frustrations.

Yang Wanjun had already joined the cast and could not come, otherwise—but there was no "otherwise." Yang Wanjun had long since moved on, and even if she did show up, she would certainly bring her own male companion; there was no need for them to worry about her.

Seeing Huang Lin in such a state, as if he had been struck by more than one sword beam, Duan Zhixing wanted to know the details of what had transpired.

"Silly husband, we are fine. Besides, this isn't your fault, so you mustn't blame yourself, or the baby and I will be upset." Shi Yingying put on a stern face and cast him a coquettish, reproachful glance.

"That's right, but I can leak the news that you've confessed everything and that I let you go. Do you think the company behind you will let you off?" Luo Wuche sneered; when it came to negotiations, he had never lost.

I overturned my own theory. Ghosts cannot continue to generate resentment; they can amplify the resentment they already possess, but they cannot produce it anew.

As Su Lichen’s voice faded, dozens of guards rushed in from outside the hall, surrounding Shi Shaoyu completely.

"No wonder all those who have entered the Mingling Underworld Valley over the years in search of the Three Lives Spring Water have never returned. Apart from the four guardians of the valley, they have to face a demon princess of top-tier cultivation who is prone to losing control of her mind at any moment," Yun Yao frowned and said.

If Xiao Doudou could hear this, she would surely lament why Auntie Shen was such a master at flirting, while her son was such a hopelessly dense block of wood.

"By the way, I almost forgot the main point. Hua Beike entrusted me with these items; you can take them back to him on your way." Meng Zhouqing handed the items in her hand to Shen Xu.

He sent out a lineup of Gardner, Arenas, Luke Walton, Michael Wright, and Woods, pushing their offensive capabilities to the limit.

He stretched out his right hand to touch his brow, sensing for a moment. Shortly after, his expression turned even colder and more chilling.

Hearing this, Xiao Lingyu’s heart skipped a beat. He suddenly realized that Fufeng seemed to already know something.

Clearly, the person in the carriage recognized Liang Ping'an. Stopping the carriage in this manner was naturally to speak with him.

After saying this, he turned and walked away. He hadn't gone two steps before he heard the sound of the car door closing behind him. Zhong Yuhuai walked directly toward him, maintaining the same pace by his side.

"It really is like this!" Da Vinci’s eyes shone with excitement. He then hurried back to the palace to report the good news to Malin.

The thick iron door was covered in various formations. These formations acted like a combination lock, requiring the correct code to be unlocked.

"In this day and age, no Spirit Emperor has appeared—is it because of this layer of celestial barrier?" Yi Tian shouted loudly.

The first layer, Endless Black Flame, blocked the Tenth Apostle, keeping them occupied; the second layer, Flame Purgatory, and the third layer, Endless Black Flame, were cast simultaneously upon the Sixth Apostle.

The result of this settlement was a bill that Enjing received, totaling over 1.1 billion.

Sun Haipeng walked to the window, pulled back the curtain to look outside, and then checked the latch, reaching out to lock it.

"So formidable!" The group instinctively took a few steps back. Looking at the densely packed bloodthirsty beasts in the room, they felt a chill run down their spines. It was fortunate that the power was depleted, otherwise, none of them would have escaped.

Shi Zhenqiu’s resistance had not been very firm to begin with, and Liu In-na’s temptation was simply too great. Thus, amidst the sound of splashing water, the two engaged in an unspeakable affair.

After a brief reorganization, the group quickly left the cave. Guided by Leng Yue and the detector, they bypassed the areas densely populated by red-dot players and reached the outside of the encirclement without further incident.

Biyou Palace was the dojo of the Grandmaster of Heaven, and the reputation of "ten thousand immortals coming to court" referred to the ten thousand immortals worshiping at Biyou Palace.

Listening to Jiang He’s philosophically inclined words, those present were lost in thought, as if they had understood something, yet simultaneously feeling as if Jiang He had said absolutely nothing at all.

Biting her lip, Tang Tang glared resentfully at Nangong Jingyue. Seeing the blood dripping from Bai Zhuozi, her complexion turned even paler, but Nangong Jingyue remained unfazed.

It felt like a century had passed, yet it might have been only the blink of an eye. Everything around them returned to silence once more. Opening her eyes, a silver light shot forth; Qing Hong’s originally pitch-black eyes had turned an elegant silver.

Sighing, Hamolei allowed his true form to manifest. The man seen in the film, wielding a great sword with style, reappeared in an instant.

Qing Hong waved her jade-like hand, and a fallen leaf drifted into her palm. Brushing the dust off the leaf, she held it between her thumbs and forefingers, bringing it to her red lips. Her elegant, cherry-blossom-like lips parted slightly, gently catching the leaf.