Chapter 221: Requesting the Guaranteed Early-Month Vote

Requesting the guaranteed early-month vote

Now, is there any place quieter than here? The entire Yun City has already grown quiet enough.

At this moment, Lin Lin is at least ten thousand times stronger than when he first broke through to Ningzhen.

A fan meeting differs from a concert; concerts focus on singing, while fan meetings center on chatting, interaction, and bonding, with occasional songs to liven the atmosphere.

Yet Lin Lin clearly understood Ji Yun’s point: opening more acupoints before Ning Zhen would completely transform him.

Lu Chen’s kick left this Qingshan Master with severe internal injuries—he won’t fully recover for months.

The impact of Jiao’s Fear is too great; once used against a master like Tong Shihong, he’d be rendered useless. Those like Feng Yunjie and Han Zuo who fell under Jiao’s Fear have since been demoted to Incense Masters, ordered to stay far from Wang San and maximize their utility.

Qi Hai, whose pride was already high, couldn’t bear this—he slipped out alone, away from his family, to clear his mind.

Originally, Wu Shanhe had immediately and secretly reported the events in Qingshan City to the Jiang Kingdom’s imperial court.

Perhaps Zhou Nan had exerted too much force; when Wen Xien’s trembling hand barely brushed Zhou Nan’s cheek, it slid helplessly away.

“Master Ziyun, did you deduce all this yourself?” The Sect Master was utterly awed by Ziyun’s uncanny insight.

“This year, the Yuanjing Spiders are unusually active—the output of spirit stones should increase by twenty percent over last year. Using some won’t hurt!” said the long-bearded elder.

Next, the coffee shop filled with Wang Xiao’s unrestrained laughter; everyone stared at the man doubled over in mirth, baffled and confused.

“Explain? Fine. But first, you must die once.” Tang Ruyan looked at Zhan Hen—his unrepentant gaze pierced her heart like a blade.

As for grudges, no one could match her—and she alone had the capability to act. Added to her likely lack of knowledge about Tang Xuanli’s background, all these factors combined gave Bao Weiwei an eighty percent certainty.

Su Yunli tilted her head, watching the man who had slowly crouched before her bed, tears streaming down his face, utterly unashamed.

Originally, when Mr. Chu’s family returned to their hometown, they had some savings and bought two adjacent courtyards. The two-hall one served as a classroom in front and dormitory for students behind; the three-hall one became the residence for their family of three and their servants.

The golden, bee-like object plunged into the stillborn and instantly spread into a network of veins across its surface, rapidly expanding until it bound the stillborn tightly like a vast green net. Meanwhile, strands of golden Buddhist flame surged through the green veins like blood, spreading inward.

Iron Army beasts are bred on victory after victory, their unshakable confidence and arrogance built layer by layer. Seeing the Yan army deploy armored cavalry again, Gao Jingzong overcame his initial discomfort on the battlefield.

He couldn’t imagine—if she learned he was once a crime syndicate boss—would she still love him, still think of him, as she does now?

“Shuangxi is already dead. It’s fine,” Gu Jingfeng gently patted her shoulder, soothing her.

The Shajiela stage differs from the cocooning phase of insect-type spirits, yet shares similarities—both are primarily about accumulating nutrients.

All these people were from the Yun Clan; because Ji Tianzong and Yun Heng launched their sudden attack, they were all drawn outside to block Ji Tianzong and Yun Heng.

But for some reason, since separating from Jiang Bian, Gu Hao had been reborn—shedding his former laziness and indifference, he became proactive. Especially after the plagiarism incident, he ignited unprecedented determination, adopting an upright stance to fight Zhou Xiao to the end.

“Go on,” Fang Shanmu said, delighted by Jiang Chengzi’s discovery—it was a major breakthrough, his entire strategy not wasted. Even more pleasing was Jiang Chengzi’s growth surpassing everyone’s expectations; his performance was outstanding.

Lin Yueqing, seeing Granny Ding’s tender expression, instantly recalled the old nurse who had cared for her meals in the palace, and unconsciously smiled as he replied.

Aside from the ever-changing thoughts of Master Zhucun, the new explorers had no such concerns—they simply hoped to witness a thrilling, unrestrained battle, to see their idol, Master Shindai, in action.

“Old Supreme Lord, though it had no effect, it proves the medicine crafted by Qingxu does indeed evade heavenly lightning,” Wei Chang said respectfully. If heavenly lightning can be avoided, tasks become far easier.

Some partners require pre-marital health checks, but due to national regulations, testing institutions cannot disclose the results of HIV carriers to anyone—including their partners—without the carrier’s consent.

The entire second floor of the main house belongs to Fu Yisheng; the bedroom is just one room, sized and laid out like a hundred-square-meter three-bedroom apartment, with only the bathroom and shower separated.

Song Qiaoqiao’s fingers flew across the keyboard, her thoughts flowing like an endless river, inexhaustible and boundless.

“Why does he feel strange?” He Shan frowned inexplicably—his intuition told him something had just happened, especially with a subtle shift in Shen Boyuan’s aura.

At this moment, Xuanlei Mountain was shrouded in dark clouds, and within them, lightning flashed. As these bolts appeared, an immensely terrifying pressure swept down.

“Brothers, we’ll meet again.” He bowed to the three, summoned his ice wolf, mounted its back, and dashed through the city gate—vanishing before their eyes in an instant.