Chapter 97: The Next Candidate Is Confirmed

Having the Daoist Priest on duty bring the person in, Gu Zhao and the others immediately looked at the old man being pushed in a wheelchair.

At this moment, the old man had changed into casual clothes; his gaze, indifferent, swept over the few of them before finally fixing on Daoist Priest Yi Hong.

"Wang Sang," Yoshino Yuki spoke first, his tone icy, "is this the helper you found?"

Wang Runheng turned back and whispered a warning, "Don't talk nonsense; be careful they are recording."

As the words fell,

Wang Yifei, hearing this, finally remembered what kind of person Lu Yan was; wasn't ignorance his trademark?

The big man clinging to the door, looking down, was actually crying; now that we are passing through the lower reaches of the Yellow River, we can see the vast fertile fields and cities brought by the Yellow River to its lower reaches, and the surging waters of the Yellow River.

Unscrewing a Coke, I drank on my own, but I noticed the big dog squatting beside her; I know this breed, a sled dog, a Husky; in recent years this dog has been very popular, mainly because it is very beautiful, with black-and-white fur.

I awkwardly took a sip of coffee, feeling I truly was not cut out to be a screenwriter; what I said made even me feel it was nonsense.

Is that so? Then you are amazing; I knew you could do it. Guan Jing gave Yan Shaobei a thumbs-up.

Starting from the newbie village, the Demon Insect Emperor, who was then a Heavy Armor Knight BOSS, can be said to have grown up through the repeated sufferings of players on the Saint Roland Continent.

"Brother, I sense a great terror ahead," Ling Baobao murmured; her face was extremely pale, completely devoid of any color.

If it is never solved, I fear that for future lantern festivals, this riddle will become the number one unsolvable problem.

Upon seeing the Auspicious Grass, the Third Prince was like one who had locked eyes with Medusa, frozen in place as if petrified.

Liu Lingfei, at this moment, not only looked haggard and despondent, but his face was deathly pale; the gaze he fixed there contained one part loathing and three parts fear, while the remaining six parts were like a fierce, evil fire, burning his eyes as if they were ghostly flames from the Underworld.

If you had just left, that would be one thing, but you turned around and married someone else, got your certificate, and went to Africa; you are far too whimsical. Living with Liu Anchen wasn't good either; you cut your wrist and had an abortion; how can Mom feel at ease? Now that you have finally returned, in a few months you will be twenty-two; it is time to settle down.

The antique market has been developing for decades; the easy finds have mostly been picked clean by now; what remains are either traps or pits; perhaps you are happily thinking you have found a bargain, while the seller is just as happy to have hooked another "silly fish."

In an instant, that young figure blocked all the momentum charging toward him; even though he was suppressed by the strength of several people before him, his expression did not change in the slightest.

Not until Guo Chengling's entire back turned red did Duoduo stop, looking at his own paws and beginning to doubt life... no, fox-life.

Zhong Wan found this merely miraculous, feeling no thrill or fear, probably recalling the nation's scientific development or having watched too many sci-fi blockbusters.

Within every Sacred Dao, the most dazzling light bloomed; subsequently, the power within them condensed together and flowed along Sun Bing, pouring into the Nine Provinces Tripods.

A figure appeared before them; everyone steadied themselves, watching the newcomer with guarded expressions.

This fellow had come to Jiangcheng once half a month ago, for an academic lecture or similar event, shining with glory and being praised to the skies.

The crowd in the square wore expressions of shock, their gazes all fixed on the smoke, wanting to know exactly what had happened.

Zhong Wan trembled all over; seeing such a despondent Ming Jiu Tai, all her anger surged to her heart.

For the safety of their team, You Jingyan had specifically asked Li Bing to take several soldiers ahead by a few li to scout.

She had overruled the majority to protect the person before her senior brothers and sisters, yet that person now seemed to be shamelessly stealing the fruits of victory they had worked so hard to obtain, and with an expression of indifference on his face, she felt as if she had been deceived, her heart clogged with discomfort.