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Chapter 163: The First Person Conquered by the Script

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Writing a script was not very difficult for Cao Sheng.

Especially with the plot of "A Man's Martial Arts" clear in his mind, writing a script was, for him, merely a matter of changing his writing habits and formatting all the plot into a script structure.

What surprised him was—when he asked someone to submit this script to Hong Jinbao, he learned a piece of news that made him very astonished: two years ago, Hong Jinbao had moved his entire family to America to develop.

He heard that in these two years, they had been filming movies in America.

It's just that none of them dared to break the silence, not because they feared punishment, but because seeing Zhu Yunwen so happy, they couldn't bear to; everyone dies once, no one can change that, so let the grandfather and grandson chat happily one last time.

"Good, today our purpose has been achieved. Yaksha King, we take our leave." Chang'e bowed to Bojialuo, turned around, and was about to leave.

Tang Huang's massive body exploded with a boom, and Rendi's physical body along with the golden lotus pedestal were all blown into powder.

Actually, when Liu Xiu was still alive, he was not unaware of this problem; he once, riding on the momentum of unifying the world, ordered a nationwide census of land and population to strike at the power of the aristocratic families. Regarding this despicable behavior of burning the bridge after crossing, the great clans resisted one after another, and uprisings broke out in many places.

"What a despicable and shameless fellow, the real killing move is actually this gu!" Looking at the strange centipede in his palm that had already injected all its poison into his body, the face of that Shagu Jun instantly turned pale as he said.

Each gemstone can grant the user omnipotent control power in some aspect, including: time, space, reality, mind, power, and soul. If someone possesses all six gemstones at once, it can be said that, except for creating a stone they cannot lift themselves, there is nothing that cannot be achieved.

She did not want to meet that man again; she always felt that the man emitted some kind of aura similar to hers.

Ah Shui thrust his long sword forward, but suddenly heard three "pa pa pa" sounds at his chest; he had actually been struck three times by Wu Yan. Ah Shui was stunned, then immediately realized that Wu Yan had held back, not exerting force in his palms. Otherwise, he would already be lying on the ground.

So, at this moment, one cannot act alone; first observe everyone's attitude. If one rashly jumps out to support the King, while the other ministers are unwilling, then one will find it hard to survive in this circle in the future and will be ridiculed for sucking up.

This person wore a white robe, had fair skin, delicate features, and a head of ink-black shoulder-length hair, unbound and unfastened, gently fluttering. A faint luster flowed over his skin, and within his slightly closed eyes flashed brilliant glass-like light.

The golden characters on the silk scroll slowly dispersed, and new characters floated up; that was the general plot of the next world. Ji Rongyu's mouth twitched, and he decisively decided to continue adding points directly to Martial Power.

"Sister, what if this Young Master Lei is not the Chosen One? Then it would be a pity if he died. Having stayed in the Wanxiang Realm for so long, it's rare to see someone so pleasing to the eye..." Yun'er couldn't help but say, with a trace of worry in her tone.

Gu Qingcheng heard this; was this the rhythm of washing one's hands of it? Would it work? It seemed it might, but he couldn't agree. "That won't do." How can a child be without a mother's care? It would feel different in the heart as well.

Lv Shang lowered her head, wiped away tears with her fingertip, and as she raised her eyes, she forced a smile. "Brother, you haven't come to see me for so long; I thought you had forgotten me." As she spoke, her eyes were already filled with tears.

Yes, the path is one's own choice; if one had not chosen the Beauty Master as a master back then, would the result today be different?

The result was predictable; everyone under heaven knew that the Emperor's Consort Li had died long ago, so how could she possibly still be alive, requiring someone to report her whereabouts as if revealing a secret?

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