Chapter 714: Poetry master Minister He: What a

Chen Xiaozheng, wrapped in a bath towel, hid in the shower stall, not daring to move, his heart filled with extreme fear.

Because his life was like a skyscraper; it could only be built once, and there could be no mistakes.

And the current situation did not belong to the one-centimeter error range acceptable for construction. If something went wrong, there was a risk of directly detonating and destroying the entire building.

This wasn't him worrying blindly.

In this bathroom environment, men and women meeting, ultimately suffering a big loss...

The treatment location was in the dormitory inside the old incubation base, considering the quiet environment here, to prevent Lan Zi from being disturbed during the treatment process.

Those workers wore searchlights on their heads, continuing their busy, unfinished work. Sang Chun took advantage of the time after the meal to arrange the affairs for tomorrow and the day after. She said the tide would be just right near noon the day after tomorrow, and if the weather was good, it would be time to splash the vegetable seedlings. So, try to install all the net curtains tomorrow, otherwise, it would be too late.

As for those architectural methods that Li Xun could form in a flash, her being able to do it within half an incense stick of time was already a blessing from the gods and Buddhas.

His outer garment was torn to shreds by Twelve, which also won the boy time to escape. He nimbly climbed over the last ridge. By the time the two pursuers ran to the position where the boy disappeared, they could only see footprints extending into the forest, disappearing without a trace.

Suddenly, under everyone's expectant gaze, Lu Shuo seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, rushing straight toward the magnetic disk.

"Black Master, Black Master?" The calling voice startled Black Killer from his dazed state of looking at the starry sky. The big black man turned around and answered, feeling annoyed that he wasn't in a state of alert. A piece of hot, steaming roasted oil rat meat steak had already been handed to him.

Uncle Nine looked behind him. Why was Sang Mulan, who had been hiding together just now, gone? He was stunned for a moment.

When the two teams of players walked out of the tunnel, more than fifty thousand fans outside the field burst into warm applause.

"Baka! Immediately notify our peripheral personnel to all rush back to support, and must hold off the Americans' attack before the decryption work is completed," Tanaka Hun ordered angrily.

You know, the previous reinforced concrete body looked very tall, but it was also unusually bloated; and now the magma body of less than five meters was very slim.

"At this speed, we can reach Violet Academy in about three days," Louise said excitedly.

But this attack didn't even count as scratching an itch for the Hulk. After a roar, his thick arm swung out again like playing baseball.

"I'll give you a bomb, you just blow up the people inside when the time comes." Xi Chen felt this task was unusually simple.

Feng Yuxiu, who was originally in a state of shock, gradually calmed down, but Abner clearly saw suspicion in his eyes. Obviously, he took Abner's words as nonsense.

"Demanding what is needed, isn't that what you think? Actually, the reason you want to snatch Liang Chen isn't entirely because of love, is it? The biggest point is that you need his money, right?" Zhao Qiang said with a smile.

Moreover, he was also the producer and director of this movie, able to participate in it personally, watching it being shaped and completed in his hands.

Inoue Eika didn't feel he had such great charm that he could make Misaka Mikoto make such a sacrifice, but he couldn't give up Saten Ruiko either.

On days when he wasn't filming movies or acting, Lin Xiaoguang felt particularly lonely. The post-production of the movie *The Great Hypnotist* was handed over to Xu Zheng, and he didn't need to do it himself, feeling bored to death.

This was the banquet of the Sect Leader of the Fengxing Gate. For such a large-scale banquet, the various forces would come as early as possible. If you slept late, they definitely wouldn't wait for you.

Fourth Master was so good to her; she couldn't just indulge in enjoyment, she had to think more about the future.

"Well said, let these famous righteous sects take a good look at who can laugh last!" Following closely, the Demon Sect Elder spoke. The old man speaking appeared very evil and charming, and his thoughts were the same as the Demon Devouring Sect Elder, both believing that the disciples of the three major righteous sects were embroidered pillows, good-looking but useless. ===== CHAPTER 715 =====