Brother Zhao is my boyfriend, of course I have to stand up for him.

The following morning, after a simple breakfast, Zhao Chen and his group hurried to the public bidding venue.

To avoid Wang Yi's revenge, Tang Yan took out her portable makeup kit and gave Zhao Chen a flamboyant European-style makeover.

Bronze-toned foundation paired with deep brown eyeshadow.

Complete with exaggerated fake eyelashes and Barbie-pink lipstick, he looked just like the Bulgarian Goblin King.

Zhao Chen wanted to check the mirror in the restroom, but the mischievous girl shoved him into the elevator with a smirk, saying the bidding started at eight and they had to hurry.

She also claimed that no one here knew him anyway, so a slightly exaggerated look wouldn't matter.

Yet once in the car, Tang Yan kept glancing at him sideways, covering her mouth and giggling uncontrollably...

He did not know why Chen Jing wanted to kill this snake. Although he couldn't figure it out, he didn't dwell on it and continued to track the faint traces left behind in the mountain forest.

"Big brother, avenge me!" These were the words Er Mao cried out the moment he pulled the trigger.

"Arrogant!" Guili forgot his nervousness, his face showing deep anger. In his view, Zheng Ji was utterly contemptuous of him. Raising his blade, he charged at Zheng Ji once more.

"This is going to be troublesome." Chu Tianyu watched the water python constantly flicking its forked tongue, his expression turning somewhat grim.

Obviously, this was utterly impossible and thoroughly absurd. If he truly were a Martial Emperor expert, a single strike would likely wipe out all of them in the blink of an eye. How could he possibly be picking them off one by one like this? Besides, Martial Emperor experts weren't cabbages growing everywhere in the fields!

The desolate wind rustled the leaves. The corpses littering the ground filled this verdant southwestern border with an air of desolate sorrow. One by one, vibrant lives and youthful faces had thus departed.

Song Yu was slightly stunned. Looking at Zheng Ji, a trace of shyness and warmth flashed in the depths of her eyes, but she shook her head and said, "There's no need. The company already purchased enough raw materials during our last trip to Myanmar. Besides, although this piece of rough stone is decent, the price is somewhat inflated."

Because there were so many slaves, lower-tier ones were traded using this method. If one took a fancy to a particular slave, they could purchase them directly without entering the auction process.

And precisely because of this, Zeng Rou was not frightened like other cultivators who knew of the Twenty-Six Mansions of the Nine Nether Palace. She merely lowered her head to glance casually at the token Ye Feng handed over before returning it.

The others also stood up at this moment, checking their bodies and finding nothing wrong, whereupon they stopped worrying about it.

Mount Long is the boundary mountain dividing the Guanzhong Loess Plateau and the Longxi Loess Plateau, as well as the watershed between the Wei River and the Jing River, winding and perilous. Its main peak towers thousands of feet high, with an average altitude even higher than the Helan Mountains. A poem describes Mount Long thus: "The mountains tower three thousand feet higher than Mount Hua, and their perils span two hundred folds of the Qin passes."

Yet he never expected that the pure and sacred God Clan would one day become the stage for such melodramatic, cliché-ridden dramas.

Tian Tian inwardly dismissed her own homebody tendencies, returned to her seat, sat down, and amidst the gazes of the crowd, propped her chin with one hand on the desk. Lost in her own world, she began to ponder.

Mom loved braised pork the most, yet she constantly complained year-round that the home-cooked version never matched the standards of restaurants outside.

Huo Mingde and Guo Junqiang lowered their heads. They hadn't even dared to reveal their identities as crosstalk actors; they had simply bought their own tickets to enter and were now hiding timidly in the very back row, watching secretly.

Holding Physician Le's pill, Qi Tianmei walked along the path to the Palace of Earthly Tranquility with some trepidation.

"So when he encased you in wax, he sealed this half of the Ghost-Guiding Token inside as well, and you've been guarding this half all along?" I drew a deep breath.

Every time Mo Changxing neutralized his attacks, Jin Lin would leap forward, attempting to kick back and salvage some pride.

The next moment, turbulent black chakra surged forth, spinning rapidly to form a massive, pitch-dark sphere of light that slammed directly into the ground. The black flashes continued their destructive reaction, and after a prolonged explosion subsided—

Initially, I secretly monitored the development of the situation, but after many days without any news, I gradually relaxed my mind and shifted my focus back to the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau.

These seventy-two giant beasts were instantly enveloped by the sword domain, unleashing attacks representing all elemental attributes.

The Great Benevolent Heart Mother slowly walked up to Fang Zhong, suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, pressing his palm against her cheek while gazing at him with eyes full of affection. Under this steady gaze, her figure flashed with light and vanished.

Borussia Dortmund secured young Palermo striker Edinson Cavani for 8.4 million euros.

Contrary to Yan Xu's expectations, the so-called appearance of a miracle was passed along by word of mouth among both commoners and the cultivation world, sparking a massive public opinion storm. This thrust the originally low-profile Tianhao Sect back into the limelight just a month later.

Sensing this situation, Li Lingtian's figure flickered and vanished instantly. When he reappeared, he was already on the other side of the palace, a look of shock in his eyes.

Behind the spot where the Great Benevolent Heart Mother had vanished, He Ying stood holding the Emptiness Sword, having witnessed everything that had just transpired.

Explorers and mercenaries who had already entered Sector 4 Paradise Garden began sweeping the area. Some were elite hackers cracking passwords to gain entry, while others, unable to breach the systems, engaged the defense systems right at the entrance.

The boatman said, "While traveling through a great flood carries the risk of losing one's life, it is still better than staying here, which guarantees death. Are you really not afraid of dying, Daoist priest?" Seeing that Puxuan had no intention of leaving, the boatman hurriedly cast a pleading look at Dingguan, only to find that Dingguan also shook his head.

Although it would deal a heavy blow to Chinese football for a time, it would serve as an example for the future.

He was always able to dart into the gaps of the opponent's defense, coordinating quite brilliantly with Zola and Di Matteo upfront.

[Early in the morning, the CEO sprints across a 20-kilometer-long red carpet to welcome his cousin, who has returned from overseas after failing a grade. The cousin, who is only three years old, has already grown to a height of two meters. The CEO looks up at her with a half-smile as the cousin's two-meter-high twin ponytails reach straight into the clouds, and her colorful eyes radiate ultraviolet, infrared, and X-rays.]

Bi Hongfan ignored the drivers, stood up directly from the chair beside the table, pulled open the carriage door, and took out a medical box from inside.

Li Che smiled as well, pulling Zushi along as they walked toward the Land of Lightning, explaining the specific principles and more advanced cultivation methods of the Sky-Dancing Technique to him.

The political status of Beijing was simply too special. No matter how bold Ming Yuan was, he would never dare to establish an intelligence station right in Beijing.