Chapter 239: Seeking the Heavenly Wind to temper the Golden Soul!

For a web-based gala, the main attraction should have been the handsome men and beautiful women of the entertainment industry.

Yet, in the end, the spotlight was stolen by one of the small literary sub-categories.

To be more precise, it was overshadowed by the buzz surrounding the writer Zhai Da, who took home three awards in a row.

As a first-generation web gala, in an era where the word "Internet" has been placed on a pedestal, the Xinglang Web Gala was no worse than traditional major awards, and even held a crushing advantage in terms of attention and reach.

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Following a dragon's roar, a red shadow instantly streaked before the Green-Scaled Eagle, fiercely blocking that stunning sword light; immediately, a rolling wave of Qi surged out from the center of the collision.

"Ring!" The moment he stepped out of the police station, Liang Xingyu received a call from his father, Liang Xiaodong, the chairman of the 'Liang Enterprise'.

Caught in a dilemma, Ximen Jing suddenly thought that, counting it up, it had been less than four months; perhaps the fetus's soul had not yet formed, meaning it had no consciousness at this time and should not count as a living being.

The old Daoist priest glanced at me and said, "How would I know? My methods aren't as wild as yours, and the people I know are limited. If you want to know, go to the Underworld and ask in person."

"How can there be so many monsters?" In the Marvel world, only a few super-strong individuals are capable of flying through space with their physical bodies.

At this time, the Hydra members, who had been silent for a long time, were all restless; this greatest threat had disappeared, and now was the time to execute their plan.

The practitioners of the Divine Pattern Dao from the three tribes were all looking up at the sky, their eyes flickering with anticipation.

Mood, wrote a song; it was the one among all her songs with the fewest revisions, as if it was exactly what she wanted the moment it was written.

All the factions expressed their agreement; in the current situation, Mu Yang's proposal was clearly the most appropriate. Their Green Wood Clan was the most suitable candidate to open the Feather Mystery Realm; if they let Lian Chen open it, they really wouldn't feel at ease.

No matter how Liu Wei exerted himself, the barrier on the surface showed no sign of being broken.

The 'Dark Night Demon King' from hell had once again come to a world he should not have entered, followed by the demon's roar that the weak could not withstand.

However, Li Yang still had very important things to do: Lady Belisa had been kidnapped, the Undead Knights were disguised as Temple Knights, and there was the matter of Old Mr. Vigudo and the thirteen 'Desert Thirteen Eagles'—those dozen uncles were gathered together, and who knew what they were preparing to do.

Shi Lei was helpless; he had a way of dealing with people like Su Doudou, but facing Feng Miao'er, who always maintained a low profile and a pitiful expression, he was no match at all.

If I were to lose my qualification because of a fight, that would be bad. As for the method of fighting, in fact, I had already figured it out pretty well before this.

Li Qiang understood Pabun's approach; he used the lure of profit to get these people to follow, and he himself was doing the same.

Clearly, the Key of that time must have been as troubled as I am now, right? Must have wanted to use this method to make himself turn back, right? Must not have been willing to just get lost in the shopping street named East Ikebukuro and drift further and further away from Akihabara, right?

Xuan Yuan Yiqing praised, "Good! This is the inner core of a Cold Flood Dragon, with at least five hundred years of cultivation; it is very rare." He was a person specifically tasked with receiving visiting cultivators and had extraordinary insight, identifying the origin of the bead in one breath.

From Bai He's eyes, which carried an evil charm, only Li Guo existed. Mo Chou, the surrounding night view, and the brilliant starry sky were all swallowed clean by the endless black in her eyes; only Li Guo was clearly reflected within. It was as if the image was refracted from the depths of her soul.

Bade swung the large iron hammer in his hand with all his might; the hammer, carrying the power to crush anything, smashed fiercely toward Li Yang, who was lying on the ground. ===== CHAPTER 240 =====