Chapter 297: The First Person Conquered by

At this moment, Chang Qingshu felt that Cao Sheng's book title was becoming increasingly abstract.

Starting from his previous book, the titles have been shrouded in mist, making it impossible for people to judge the genre and content of his works from the title alone.

For instance: the previous book was titled "The Tower of Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow, Exquisite and Luminous," while this new book is called "The Romance of the Primordial Chaos."

He even suspected that this "The Romance of the Primordial Chaos" would become Cao Sheng's least popular book in recent years.

Because this title was simply too retro.

Ten minutes later, she came out; Lu Jingluo had already gone to the bedroom, the wrinkles smoothed flat, as if no one had ever slept there.

Now that the Heavenly Gang Dragon Flame was in his possession, and he was still eager to eliminate Xiao Yan, he naturally had no mood to continue exploring this place.

Because from the memories of that person before, he also felt something; the Ximen Family seemed to attach great importance to this treasure.

She dared not say she had impulsively agreed to race with Gu Rongrong; her intuition told her that Ninth Master would be angry.

Luo Yishan's face changed drastically; his legs instantly clamped together, as if he could already feel that bloody, excruciating pain.

The spiritual power generated by the massive self-explosion devastated everything, but just as he had predicted, he was there at the moment of the explosion.

"Returning to the Master, this is not the order we wrote, nor is the material ours," Lan Xin said after finishing her inspection.

Although Liu Quan hoped deep down that his basement would be repaired soon, he felt the developer would fix it sooner or later, so he didn't pay much attention and just waited.

Pan Hongtao patted his pocket, wanting to take out a cigarette; he looked at Liu Quan. Liu Quan saw his movement and thought in his heart, "He wants to smoke, he wants me to take out the cigarette; I simply won't take it out today, let's see what you do."

Several classmates couldn't hold back, turned a corner, and then another, arriving at the place where Su Nian, Xiao Tian, and Xu Yang were sitting.

Even though spotlights were used, the photos still came out dark and blurry; let alone being able to make out the faces.

"Hello." Song Yi's waist was quietly pushed by Xue Yimiao; only then did he nod perfunctorily at Eldest Young Master Chen with a wooden face, looking quite dismissive.

Manman hadn't spoken yet but laughed first, "Sister Miao, it's been a long time since we chatted; how have you been lately?" Starting with such reminiscing made Xue Yimiao feel a bit of a headache.

After such an incident, given the Prince's doting on Princess Wang Fei, he would surely suppress this matter, wouldn't he? If he truly provoked Princess Wang Fei, she would never be able to suppress this matter.

After the Class Flower finished speaking, Jian Mo felt slightly uncomfortable in his heart; he moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end, he said nothing.

Some people raise this kind of Golden Dragon Fish, but the success rate is far too low; otherwise, how could the price of adult dragon fish remain so high?

Zhao Kun was filled with resentment, hating the person who designed the safe to the point of gnashing his teeth, and hating the middle-aged man who pursued him even more.

"Cut it out!" Yan Shiqi rolled her eyes at him, unaware that her beautiful eyes were flowing, generating charm on their own.

Lying in bed thinking about the events of the evening, he truly couldn't fall asleep at first, but later slowly drifted off.

Indeed, both his mother and he were injured; he currently had no ability to protect his mother. It was always this uncle who helped them, yet he was still obsessed with his biological father, an indescribable entanglement.

"Idiot! You don't need to send me; I'll go ahead myself!" After speaking, he bit down hard. He didn't know if there was a ball of dung or something else inside his mouth, but Xiao Yang smelled a strong stench, and then saw the man wearing a half-face mask tilt his neck and croak.

The six of them watched Xiao Chen walk further and further away until he finally disappeared from their sight; only then did they step into that cave entrance and enter the next place.

That tragic state was absolutely not faked; it came from the heart, born of utmost sincerity. Only when a beloved family member passes away would such a scream erupt.