Chapter 210: The Legend of the Demon Lord in Divine Tomb

A single stone stirs a thousand waves.

Huang Baiming's scoop about the new film "Ip Man" at the airport quickly hit Xiangjiang's media of all sizes and rapidly spread to the mainland and Taiwan.

On a passenger plane flying from Xiangjiang to the mainland, Zhao Wenzhuo flipped through the newspaper in his hands.

As he read, he came across news about the movie "Ip Man".

"Ip Man?"

Having mixed in the Xiangjiang entertainment industry until now, he had naturally heard of this figure.

: That's true; setting aside other matters, this wave of choosing between northern and southern scripts will cut the number of factions by nearly half.

After Jiang Cheng finished building the Xinlian Alliance and instructed the auxiliary system to recruit members, he planned to spend one hundred five-star general cards to pin it to the top.

Chen Sanye glanced at the viewer count in the live stream; five minutes after going live, over a million viewers had flooded in, more than the top streamers' live rooms.

"Yes, Young Master, the losses in this Fengxuan Zhou incident were indeed very severe," the old man said silently.

Xin | Yuanyuan: Brother, I'm just bored with nothing to do; the brothers and sisters in the group are all too excellent, so they can handle their own duties without my command.

Qin Feng also understood that facing this kind of situation, they were targeting him, and calling the police was absolutely necessary.

"It's nothing, nothing." Liu Xu's face showed no fluctuation; as someone who could be considered an old married couple with Jiang Cheng, she wouldn't feel embarrassed over such a thing.

Having said that, Xie Wuyou also tightly embraced Long Kui; at this moment, borrowing Xie Wuyou's body, the two siblings Long Yang and Long Kui finally embraced each other again after a thousand years.

Hearing this, everyone was greatly shocked; the dignified Lu Tianming's Eastern Pacification Prince was actually being operated as a puppet, and for so many years, no one had discovered it, which was terrifyingly sinister.

"Inside the company, it has always been rumored that I am being kept by you!" Saying this, Tang Yan watched Chen Wei's expression.

Su Shu, with a grim face, untied Wang Xiang and his son, then left the Su residence in a hurry with a gloomy look.

Today, due to the assassination incident, he only brought Luo Lan and Luo Zi; he didn't expect to be so unlucky, losing his dinner, and Eunuch Xu was also injured.

However, after helping him up, they faced a dilemma; they couldn't just send the person out like that, as this was a drunk guest in their shop, and if anything happened, it would be dangerous.

Shangguan Li pressed down the corner of her veil that had been lifted by the wind fanned by Xuanyuan Ye's fan, and then continued.

Pushing open the door, Xia Yumo looked up, just wanting to say hello, but saw a mess of people lying scattered on the floor.

Zhao Yuyu, having completed the shot, ignored his staggering, unsteady body and stared intently at the flight trajectory of the soccer ball.

For Vegeta, challenging an existence stronger than himself was something that brought him joy in both body and mind.

These two very famous generals were secretly gathering their strength at this moment, wanting to show off their abilities well in front of Zhu Bo.

Thus, on a cool evening breeze, Anjani invited Jiang Ran Kong to the platform where they had previously watched the stars.

Tong Xiaoxiao nodded; this villa district indeed seemed to have a creation history of over twenty years, which was truly no lie.

"It was my negligence, Your Highness; after such a long journey, you should have rested earlier; I take my leave." Li Hualong bowed respectfully, and only then did he feel sticky on his back.

"Ventriloquism? I didn't expect you to have this skill; to say you possess a national treasure yet engage in such despicable acts is truly pitiful and sigh-worthy." Ai Meng's expression on his face slowly faded, and the sense of panic in his tone also slowly disappeared; his change made the few habitual thieves feel uneasy.

"Happy, I should be happy, yet in my heart I am also thinking: guiding him onto the path of an assassin was to make him an aid to my Crown Prince faction; is this thought too selfish? Am I right or wrong?" Yi Tianhao, as he spoke, sighed deeply.