Chapter 296: Submission

Time passed day by day.

In the blink of an eye, more than a week had gone by.

The total box office for "Ip Man" surged past 51 million, and the film was pulled, ending its screening on the mainland.

Facts proved that the negative stories about Ip Man exposed online had a negligible impact on the film's box office; after all, in this day and age, people who could get online were still a minority, and the internet access fee of two or three yuan per hour kept most people isolated from the internet.

"If You Are the One" came out later than "Ip Man"

However, before he had even turned and run a few steps, a cold wind blew from behind again, that chilling sensory stimulation following him like a shadow.

"Is that so? Then I'll be going first." The carriage driver said little; he knew the hunter's endurance was extraordinary.

The two supervisors got off work at midnight, yet came to torment Ah Mao just as dawn broke; truly, they were cheap beyond all comparison in the world.

Yuan Xi and Liu Gu's snow cave were packed solid; only after confirming it would not collapse did he carry Liu Gu down below.

The hunter flipped his hand to sheath his blade, channeled strength into his heels, and leaped into the air; his legs spun in mid-air, tracing a circular dance. Accompanied by a low humming buzz, it took shape, a sight too beautiful to behold. He twisted from one side to the other, his body still turning; before he could adjust, he surged forward again. Whoosh! The male Fire Dragon's other wing was also in trouble.

Zu Yao was startled; seeing Taylor's serious expression, he knew she was not joking, so he immediately stopped smiling and obediently walked toward Taylor.

And if one wishes to achieve the Great Luo Golden Immortal, or even the Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, one must complete the cultivation of all six layers of the mental technique.

Qi Xue had followed Bian Yu for some time; although she was pure and chaste, she knew the man before her, who was also her master, was sizing her up, so her cheeks naturally flushed slightly, and she dared not look him in the face.

The reason she had been waiting in the courtyard so early was to ask Cuicui about last night's events.

Qin Fangbai took off his usual indifferent mask, adding a touch of coquettishness, giving a somewhat cute feeling. Su Wujiang also heard the child's heartbeat; to be honest, she was somewhat wavering. But Grandmother was still in the mountains.

Beibei immediately took over the conversation: "We are only five years and..." As he spoke, he solemnly counted on his fingers: "Eight months!" Finally, he innocently held up eight fingers.

"Baby!" A pair of arms suddenly embraced her from behind, followed by warm kisses raining down on her bare shoulders like raindrops. Baby was so frightened she screamed in panic, but a hand immediately covered her mouth.

She truly had no other choice; she did not want to see the Catherine Group fall into others' hands. If that happened, the path just beginning in Asia would surely end in failure. All her life's work and her wishes would be washed away.

The doorbell kept ringing, echoing in the quiet room with a startling, piercing sound that made me feel uncomfortable all over.

"Wu Yangxin, don't you know whose employee she is?" Qin Fangbai's sense of loss turned into resentment, which he vented entirely on Wu Yangxin.

After Ci'an finished speaking, she led the way up the mountain to continue walking. The Emperor looked up and realized he was still at the foot of the mountain, barely halfway up the slope. Seeing that the summit was still a long way off, he stopped to catch his breath.

Once in the car, I asked where we were going to eat. Zuo Yisen smiled mysteriously and said nothing, as if he had already made all the arrangements.

The setting sun cast its evening glow, coating the ocean's tides in a dreamy, bright gold; gentle waves lapped against the black reefs, while domineering crabs left strange tracks on the beach.

If we want to keep them away from danger and let them leave this high school safely, there is a way; we just need to find a perfect excuse to get everyone to act together with us.

Although his cultivation had not broken through, he felt his cultivation had reached the very edge of a breakthrough.

However, at this moment, Hu Menglin had no time to discuss these matters. Before he could even set out, several Zijing Crane people and Golden Swift people sent by the Nimeng tribe brought Hu Menglin a Nimeng Scepter. According to the Zijing Crane Shaman, this was one of the few treasures left behind from the ancient Nimeng world.