Chapter 168: A Crowd of Reporters Block the Door

"I need to buy some clothes tonight. By the way, these clothes shouldn't go to waste; donating them is a good idea." Zhuo Lengxi took out the clothes while talking to herself.

The eightieth birthday banquet for the old father was set at the Swan Grand Hotel. Apart from Qi Tianxiang, this was another grand family gathering like the Spring Festival.

Although he couldn't see Lin Dongsheng's expression, from Lin Dongsheng's relaxed and calm tone, Qi Tianxiang clearly felt Lin Dongsheng's relief and also perceived his expectation and satisfaction with this result.

"Why not! Fearless!" Next tightened his gaze. At this moment, he recalled when he wanted to take the pilot assessment; his parents had been worried, and at that time, he had only said these eight words: Why not?

The actors waiting for the audition outside were all somewhat nervous because Suzy had been inside for a bit too long. Generally, this meant the actor currently auditioning had been recognized, perhaps needing to try two more segments, or perhaps they were in a discussion; for everyone else, this was absolutely not a good sign.

When walking to the room for handing in missions, Fatty planned to go in first to check the situation, and then let me enter.

But unfortunately, others were not of one mind with him; they even held the mindset of just watching the spectacle. No matter how much he called out, no one paid them any attention.

After thinking for a long time, the ten Giant Divine Soldiers were easily distributed; there were no extras, so others could only temporarily use ordinary Master Divine Artifacts.

"Uh... hey, brother!" Zheng Xiyi smiled and walked into the elevator with Liu Xianyu, but Jin Chengmin dared not be careless; he performed a bow first before following them in.

But within the entire stone chamber, a cold wind suddenly blew up fiercely, and amidst the cold wind, a sound of ghostly weeping and sobbing appeared.

Although Zhang Jiatong became calm after shouting the last sentence "You say," her appearance of quietly looking at me while tears continuously slid down the corners of her eyes made my heart ache even more.

A faint smile was also on the corner of his lips. It could not be concealed at all. His gloomy mood that had been suppressed for several days instantly vanished into thin air.

It was already winter; even walking in the sunlight, the cold air was piercing. That proud sun was lazy and distant, faint, casting no warmth whatsoever on the body.

The power of the Five Elements Divine Spirits attached to the Seven-Orifice Exquisite Sword made the might of Duan Lingtian's strike even surpass many titled Immortal Emperors.

Last year, An Yan framed Shi Ting and sent him to prison, wanting Shi Ting to die in jail. However, Shi Ting cured the Emperor's stomach illness, eliminating the pain that had plagued the Emperor for many years, and it had not flared up for several months.

Actually, I didn't come out today to buy these firecrackers; I actually came out with a mission. After breakfast, Qi Jingyao told me that with the New Year approaching, the family also needed to purchase some items required for the New Year. Since her company had matters today, as a member of this shared apartment, I naturally took on this task.

Now is not the time for the Grass Skirt Fleet to hesitate; the ASEAN founding is at the height of its momentum. Gangzi must also be gathering the Jimo Fleet. If we wait here too long, Gangzi will have sufficient strength; given his precedent of launching sudden attacks on Grass Skirt warships, this time he might just keep the fleet Peter Pan brought here.

There were over two hundred people at the scene; only a mere dozen or so were fortunate enough to attend the previous incense hall opening, and even fewer knew Master Huo.

What was even more terrifying was that they had only eaten a bowl of instant noodles in the morning. One reason was worry about the food; more importantly, they wanted to save room for the delicacies at noon. But who would have thought they wouldn't eat a single bite at noon either, and their stomachs had long been growling in protest.

After speaking, she hung up the phone, called a friend in the local upper class, and asked her to help get Mu Gao Yuan kicked out of the United States.

"Young Master, look at the embroidery on her clothes. I have never seen this embroidery style before. I truly hope to have the chance to wear something like that someday," Yanran said enviously.

A-Jiu looked towards the courtyard gate and saw a kind-looking old monk walking in. Judging by his kasaya, A-Jiu knew this was Master Wuchen, the abbot of Qingliang Temple. She bowed to him and performed a salute.

"Greetings, Second Uncle!" Gongsun Xu saw the newcomer and hurriedly performed a salute. The latter waved his hand, looked at the demonic god statue before him, and performed a grand bow of worship.

Guan Yu, guarding Jingzhou, seized the opportunity to launch a combo, not only flooding the seven armies and beheading Pang De, but even planning to lead the army north to welcome Emperor Han Xiandi.

The man pressed his thin lips, which seemed to curve slightly upward. He flicked his wrist gently, and those clothes immediately flew steadily towards Qingyuan. At the same time, he turned his back. Qingyuan leaped up, caught them, flipped mid-air to step onto the shore, and quickly dressed everything neatly.

He exerted force to press Yanran onto the bed, staring fixedly at her drunken state. Flames ignited in his eyes.

The youth wore a white robe, fluttering in the wind blowing down the corridor. His features were like a painting, his face ruddy, looking like a porcelain doll that had drunk too much wine.

This was the content she learned while pretending to complete the mission assigned by the "Psychic Alchemy Society," secretly collecting conversations between her father and brothers who were members of the New Party and the nobles and senators who frequently visited her home. After organizing it slightly, she made it public at the Tarot meeting.

Try fusing the two boxes to see if they can upgrade; perhaps after upgrading, the space will take a liking to them.

Before coming, Ji Tang casually completed the last mission owed to Jarvis, strengthening his stamina just a tiny bit. This moment proved the importance of that strengthening, as Ji Tang managed to maintain his distance from the cannibals.

"To be honest, my family member is critically ill. We have visited many doctors but none could cure him. Hearing that the physicians at Tongrentang have some medical skills, I came seeking them. Whether they can cure the illness, we must see to know," Luo Qingcheng said tactfully.

If we were to compare, Luo Qingcheng's popularity was much higher than Nangong Xue's; one could see everything from the wolf-like gazes of the crowd around them.

"Your death is better than the death of people on the Water Blue Star!" Li Tian said coldly without any courtesy.