Chapter 45 Sleeping Beauty 2

A vehicle was driving across the deserted grassland.
There were three people inside the car.
With a sharp screech, the car slammed on the brakes and came to an abrupt halt.

Wearing sunglasses, Long Aotian turned his head and greeted, "Hello, S-rank newcomer..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he froze.
Long Aotian stared intently at another person in the car: "Who the hell are you??"

There were two people sitting in the back seat: one was Zhao Jinchu, and the other was wearing a—
Therefore, even if it meant accompanying her through repeated explanations and apologies, only to be humiliated and trampled upon by her, I would gladly accept it.

However, Shu Jin could not appreciate such a style; just looking at it, she was indeed full of charm and possessed a unique flavor.

Shu Jin spoke casually, "Not at all. If it weren't for every employee working hard to serve the guests with dedication, my shop wouldn't be doing this well."

Now it was only just the beginning. Once public opinion truly fermented, Jinding Entertainment would only need to guide it slightly, and Qin Ming's drama would face a complete boycott from netizens.

Lü Bu let out a cold snort, raised his hand and flicked his wrist. A wisp of red true qi flew out from Zhang Meng's body and merged into Lü Bu's palm.

By the time the finals arrived, she suddenly jumped to third place, while the contestant who was originally around third place dropped directly to eighth—this was even more sickening than not letting her debut. Tell me, how could there not be a deep conflict?

He Jinxu instinctively flipped the page forward, and the two words "commit suicide" jumped into her sight. She felt her vision suddenly go black.

Whenever her parents thought of their eldest brother, they would always look at her with venomous eyes and stimulate her with vicious words.

He did not accept live-stream tips. Furthermore, his video earnings on Bilibili were also quite high, netting around three hundred thousand yuan from several videos. Zhao Chen donated all of this money to poverty alleviation organizations in Huaxia.

It was not on Zhai Xiying. Youor never really thought Zhai Xiying would act as a supreme ruler, so she had long dismissed the astrology.

As the words fell, Chen Feng did not say another word. He raised his hand and slapped Zhou Laolai across the face once more.

"My girl, these clothes are...?" Youor asked in confusion, wondering why Zhai Xiying would be so kind as to send her clothes to wear.

I became even more certain that this White Lotus Old Mother must be the embodiment of the Black Goat. What kind of origin did this Black Goat have? Luo Ermi and Old Zhang called this thing a mountain spirit. Could a mountain spirit possess such immense capability? It gathered lonely ghosts all over the mountains and fields, making them worship it as the White Lotus Old Mother.

"You were originally very fortunate. The divine bloodline within you is not thick, which could have allowed you to live as a normal person."

Everyone was dumbfounded! Dumbfounded by everything that had just happened, and dumbfounded by Sun Quan, who suddenly appeared at the very end to snatch away the imperial jade seal! For the ordinary people present, they would never in their lives witness a scene so sensational and dramatically extraordinary.

Therefore, on one hand, Lady Wu sent a message to Sun Quan to probe the situation and inquire about the Demonic Sect's conditions; on the other hand, she also handled some seemingly insignificant major affairs for Sun Quan.

Left with no other choice, Sun Quan temporarily walked over to the star chart. Without studying it right away—since he couldn't possibly figure anything out from it anyway—his mind was actually plotting other matters.

"Xiao Han is merely a child, how can he possibly bear such a burden!" Lan Yudie hurriedly said.

If Duran hadn't held the power over his life and death, how could he possibly have served Duran?

Wasn't this simply trying to bluff someone? To be able to tell whether a masked person looked familiar or not would truly make one a god... Gao Shou did not know that although that fellow could not see his face, he had deduced from his behavior that he was undoubtedly an outsider.

The Moon Goddess murmured, the breeze gently brushing against her face. Her long hair cascaded down like a flying waterfall, possessing an indescribable beauty.

One of the three lowered his hand, bowed his head respectfully toward Mubarasha. The latter merely nodded slightly and continued drifting forward without uttering half a word. The three followed closely behind, their movements as swift and effortless as Mubarasha's.