Chapter 132: Southeast Asia Explosion

Fang Xinghe's fame overseas, in the eyes of domestic media, came suddenly and without warning.

What's more bizarre is that the four regions of Southeast Asia, Japan, Korea, and Singapore each had entirely different reasons for their popularity.

In the year 2000, Southeast Asia was precisely at the point of gradually recovering from the '97 financial crisis.

The recovering economy brought the people a kind of hope tinged with strong memories of pain, and also prompted the elite classes in each country to begin a period of reflection.

Without a doubt, Bai Guang was the leader of these seven beams of light, and Bing was the master of these seven beams of light. In other words, in fact, Bing was Bai Guang.

Although Qi Lanye won the Most Valuable Player of this game, everyone who watched the match knew that if Lando had not been fouled out in the second quarter, the MVP award would undoubtedly have been Lando's for the taking.

The Magic Crystal Instrument can test two standards of a mage's magical power: one is the intensity of magical power, and the other is the purity of magical power.

Thinking of this, he had actually already guessed the gist of it; he just needed to confirm once more. He clenched his hands tightly, waiting for that person's explanation, and then, he would simply handle things by the rules. On this point, he had not the slightest wavering thought, even if it was a friend.

Lin Zangtian turned his head and saw that, at some unknown moment, Xinghua had already pulled Mu and was squatting in front of the pile of gold coins; the two were discussing something.

Going from one world into another is actually a difficult matter. If the human realm is one world, and this Second World is another, then the river between the human realm and the Second World is the bond connecting the two worlds.

"This is?" Jin Dong felt as if a latent power had burst forth within him, a power like a flood and fierce beasts, rushing on without end.

Of course, mid- and high-level mages aren't fools—if you do it too obviously, won't they grow suspicious? Once enough time passes, the quality of your magical talent will naturally be exposed completely.

"So much? Our military expenses actually cost this much money? Just how many troops are we supporting, how can the spending be so enormous?" Fang Dunru was so startled that his drunkenness partially cleared.

Shangguan Lingzi, unable to contain her anger, cursed forcefully. But for some unknown reason, though she cursed, she no longer struggled; instead, she unconsciously tightened her hold around Ye Shanghan's waist.

If he were to go back, there wasn't much Zheng Chen could do—improving his strength was something that could be done anywhere. If there was still any unfinished business, it was the promise to Jian Xuanzi to take him to the Endless God Domain; additionally, Zheng Chen had not yet bid farewell to his own master.

For example, Liu Fangshi was an unkind person, but Liu Shuanwang and Liu Shuanzhu were both decent folk. There's no need to say more about Liu Shuanzhu—anyone who mentions him gives a thumbs-up. As for Liu Shuanwang, although he had been bedridden for several years, whenever the villagers spoke of him, they too were full of praise.

"What are you saying? Staying with my troops, what danger could you be in?" Ke Zui had clearly heard Tuo Ba Kui's words, and his face was overcast with gloom. He had already been in a bad mood lately, and now his expression grew even darker.

Chen Yunhe rose early; he was going to morning court. Without disturbing Zhuang Qingyan, who lay in bed like a doll with her eyes open, unblinking, he walked out the door of the new bridal chamber. Just a moment before getting out of bed, he had still been roughly handling her.

Wang Lingyun's hand, which had unconsciously clenched into a fist, loosened again. She continued walking forward, only somewhat absent-mindedly.

Of course, Zheng Chen could not possibly solo Dugu San Zhi; he knew that someone would surely come to help from behind.

After Shaoli finished washing Liu Shanliang, he applied medicine to him. Seeing that Liu Shanliang's trousers were no longer wearable, he found a pair of Shaoli's own trousers and changed him into them.

Lian Chen slightly raised his head, meeting her gaze. The other's eyes were calm and still, like a vast starry sea, impossible to see to the bottom—only a faint trace of complex emotion fleetingly passing through. He… understood.