Chapter 311: Young

On Friday, at Hacheng Taiping Airport, a group of people arrived from Jingbei. A large amount of checked luggage and thick, black special-purpose boxes showed that they were a professional media team here to work.

The team consisted of nine people in total: 3 photographers, 2 sound engineers, a makeup artist, an editor, and an assistant each, and finally the "famous reporter" currently in the limelight... excuse me, "mouthpiece" Chai Jing.

From the configuration, one could see that they were definitely not here for a short interview.

Beside them, Yang Lie, Ye Qing, and others couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw Shi Xiao take action. Most of these people had sparred with Shi Xiao, and they had all experienced Shi Xiao's prowess.

Although someone had greeted people on the higher-ups later on, Liu Baotian's days were not only much better, but he was also allowed to be visited on weekdays. However, the place where Liu Baotian stayed had rules after all; the number of people visiting in a day could not exceed 3 batches.

The other party's words made her originally pretty red face gradually return to calm. After he finished speaking, she replied, "I know."

Afterward, looking at the high platform at the very front of the square, as one figure after another walked out, Wang Hao narrowed his eyes.

Si Qian was dissatisfied with the family's arrangement for him to go abroad to study, so he came to apply for the job in order to fulfill his dream of pursuing the entertainment industry.

They were specifically instructed that they must not let Old Master Li leave his seat, and even more so, must not let him lack food.

Yun Xing had always known that this pair of parents were not kind people, but what he didn't expect was that his parents were actually bizarre to this extent.

When Chu Yan appeared, he didn't care at all, because he knew that Su Ran didn't like that kind of thing.

His body leaped into the high sky; Xing Zeyuan had to consider how to fight. If it went on like this, it definitely wouldn't be a way, but Mu Jieliang's figure suddenly appeared above his head. His fists were clenched together, and he hammered down toward Xing Zeyuan like a standing hammer. His shoulder was injured, and Xing Zeyuan crashed into the sea; the demon wings behind him were like the light trail dragged by a comet.

His status and position made him accustomed to being high above, accustomed to loneliness and busyness; where would he have time to think about why there were no relatives around to accompany him.

Opening the first storage bag, it was actually full of such things; besides gold, it was still gold.

He knew that what he was doing was wrong and should point it out to the other party in time to avoid the person getting burned... That was the top of the head, it would be a big deal, and he would also be responsible.

Qi Beihan, who stood in a Taiji bow stance, felt the surrounding time become abnormally slow after closing his eyes.

Anyway, when Ning Rong saw Chen Xin and Gu Rong sparring a few days ago, one side was a golden dragon dancing, and the other side was sword Qi filling the sky.

Su Chen had to worry about himself; his Wind-Slicing Twin Blades absorbed the residual unclean wind. That thing is not a kind person; it always runs out by itself. In order not to let it continue to harm people, Su Chen could only carry all of this himself.

Ning Rongrong's Nine-Treasure Divine Light Protection can withstand the ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo nine times and can also immunize against attacks below the ninth soul skill. Ning Fengzhi's Nine-Treasure Protection Divine Light is obviously still quite a bit worse.

"That's true, now Liu Bei's so-called Four Phases are mostly people from Jingzhou and Yizhou." Everyone nodded one after another.

Lu Meng pushed the door and walked in, seeing a handsome young man in his thirties sitting cross-legged on a mat in the spacious bamboo house, gently stroking a zither.

After that time, it cannot be said that Zhang Fei turned over a new leaf, but he almost never did it again. Mainly because once he drank, the subordinates would serve him the strongest distilled liquor. Drinking several catties of 50-60 degree strong liquor to his heart's content, even a cow would be drunk; where would he have the strength to whip the soldiers?

In this void starry sky, his teleportation distance seemed to be restricted quite a bit; the maximum distance of a single teleportation was only twenty million kilometers, which was only equivalent to one-tenth of the outside world.

Facing such ridicule from Chu Ling, Xuan Ya was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood. His heart was furious to an extreme degree, and his entire face was distorted. ===== CHAPTER 312 =====