Chapter 138: Highly Praised, Image Spokesperson?

After posting the first two chapters of "Divine Tomb," Cao Sheng casually published a single chapter on each of his two old books.

It was to promote the new book.

To prevent many old fans from not knowing his new book had been released.

The title of the single chapter was: "The 'Divine Tomb' you asked for is here!"

The content read: "In response to everyone's request, the new book 'Divine Tomb' officially begins serialization on this site today. However, this book has currently only published one volume. According to industry practice, the online serialization

Shu Qing seemed to see Yang Bo; she stared in this direction for quite a while, but in the end did not walk over. Instead, Yang Bo moved a bit closer to Shu Qing.

It was precisely holding onto this hope that Clan Leader Huyan was willing to let a million clansmen be drawn into this vortex.

Master Goose waved his hand indifferently, but his expression grew Solemn. Clearly, he cared more about the future trouble; the other three major sects failed to eliminate Square Martial Sect this time and will surely add fuel to the fire regarding the East Asian Auntie. By then, the charges will likely not be simple.

However, merely having a Qing-level mid-stage cultivation was far from enough to deal with the attacks of Oda Sakura and Wei Mugen, yet Guan Tietang truly accomplished it. Moreover, with a single downward slash, he cleanly and decisively severed all attacks.

The Third Generation smiled happily, and Shisui also revealed a smile. A family; the entire Leaf Village is one family.

The next day, Zhang Xuebin and Shen Cheng began restructuring the businesses of Yuexiu Advertising and Anran Media.

"Silly girl, what's the point of saying this? Without your own hard work, even if I gave you the chance, you wouldn't be able to seize it, right? Your voice is innate; all of this is what you deserve." Chunan gently stroked Shan Tian's beautiful hair and spoke with a smile.

Wanting me to surrender unconditionally is absolutely impossible. Before, I had already accumulated enough strength. Now, thinking of everyone is not a difficult matter.

Jiang Liushi pulled out the triangular bayonet. He glanced at Ran Xiyu; at this moment, Ran Xiyu's pretty face was slightly pale, somewhat drained of strength.

"I am unworthy. Mr. Chunan, I was merely teaching as a routine matter. That actual hole-in-one was truly your own ability and talent; even I could not have achieved it." Lin Ying hurriedly clinked glasses, then downed the wine in one gulp, a few traces of crimson still showing on her pretty face.

Kim Jong-kook put on the air of an experienced veteran, nodded at Li Guodong with tears glistening in his eyes, then turned and left, leaving behind a handsome yet desolate back view.

At this moment, the originally noisy Ten Thousand Swords Square suddenly became utterly silent. They looked at the figure on the high platform, mouths agape, revealing shocked expressions.

He did not notice that the crow standing on the flag had previously scanned him back and forth with its gaze, full of deep meaning.

Since there was no way to avoid contact with the male protagonist, he could only improve his own strength. As long as he had strength, even if the script produced content unfavorable to him, Ye Xun could handle it.

Jiang Run was very surprised and also very curious whether his current level counted as top-tier within the entire mysterious world.

"Good." Xu Lai heard Lin Yuner's uncompromising voice, paused for an instant, then smiled charmingly.

"Ah Li was just feeling a bit nauseous earlier; it wasn't a problem with the dishes, perhaps a physiological issue." Gu Nanming made up that nonsensical sentence just to spark everyone's conversation, but unexpectedly Han Muqing spoke first.

When Huang Zitao started speaking, he was quite serious, but slowly it turned into a joke. After all, everyone knows that buying a house in every city where one frequently stays involves expenses that even working as a model worker for several years wouldn't cover, especially during the time of highest popularity and earnings.

As for himself, he first returned home to pick up his parents. The tickets were a Teacher's Day gift given to his parents on Teacher's Day, and he had mentioned that one song inside was written for the two of them.

By December, the year-end galas of television stations across the country also entered a stage of frantic preparation. Inviting artists and confirming venues were mostly settled several months ago; now the focus is mainly on filling gaps and smoothing out the program list.