Chapter 257: So What If I Grant Her a Smile?

Yun Wanli, who was severely injured, was also in the chaotic battle; not only did he lose an arm, but his cultivation was also crippled.

But the thing is, his song is still on the new song chart; for a day or two, this heat won't decrease.

Everyone else’s scenes were basically wrapped up; only he, immediately after filming, would be broadcast on satellite TV.

This is like internal energy being projected externally; if you insist on explaining it scientifically, you can only say it’s the recombination of molecules. Because everything in the world is composed of molecules.

"Jie? How is the battle with Momo?" Jiufeng flew over and asked with great concern.

So these days, he and Huzi, besides chatting, just slept. This kind of life made him feel very wasted, but there was no other way.

Su Li supported her and rubbed her forehead. Feng Jinyun’s health had always been poor, but deep down, she was a lively person. It was hard on her, staying in the manor to recuperate for such a long time.

If it weren't for the thought that their son was going to be a big star in the future, they would have wanted Ye Qing to be a cook.

But in fact, whether she was intentional or unintentional, Qin Qi was already dead and had long since turned into a pile of white bones.

Pei Xuemin and Zhang Lixin were both experienced people; seeing this, they looked at each other and both smiled.

If we can really find the Dragon Heart sooner, then we can all leave this place sooner.

"Hmph, do you know? You are playing with fire. Although I don't know the background of that Mr. Yuan, those who are not of our race must have a different heart. His threat to us humans is probably no less than those monsters." Du Zheng sneered. Du Zheng also knew a little about this Mr. Yuan and had even fought against Mr. Yuan’s subordinates.

In the Five Fishermen Village outside Yunjian City, Old Bai Ze, who had already woken up, was still in a period of weakness. At this moment, he was like an old man nearing the end of his life, leaning on a rattan chair, basking in the warm sun, and dozing off.

Lightly stepping onto the Chunjun Sword, Li Che stood with his hands behind his back, taking about a dozen figures as they sped toward Shihan Peak.

Huang Fei was panicked; she had never seen Dean Sun so angry! She hurriedly nodded in a panic, stepped on the door panel, and rushed straight in.

"A little, a little bit!" Lu Yu had been confused by the unconventional behavior of the Three Elders of Heavenly Secrets, and for a moment, even his speech was a bit stuttering.

Wang Shi had to start exploring this star city as soon as possible; the Yin-Yang Envoys and Hunters wouldn't wait for him patiently. Even if it aroused the suspicion and dissatisfaction of the Six Generals, he had to leave.

Zhang Chuhan didn't even ask why; as long as Tian Chuan was looking for her, she didn't ask why.

He seemed to be frightened, and losing his balance, he kicked over the stone he was stepping on, his head hanging on the rope, his eyes rolling back, his limbs flailing.

Having just advanced to the Sixth Level of the Vitality Realm, his realm hadn't completely stabilized yet. To prevent his realm from falling, it was clearly necessary to seize the time to cultivate.

However, this only stimulated the young man, who finally flipped over and staged a spring palace scene right in front of the Black Society President.

Only by becoming the invincible existence of this world could one completely cut off the hope of the entire world! Otherwise, one would always inevitably become a hot commodity in the eyes of others.

Mo Qinlian stood outside the door with a stiff body, his expression nearly insane, bloodshot eyes climbing into his sockets, yet... he couldn't move a single bit.

By around noon, Qing Bao finally woke up naturally, but couldn't help but yawn, "Ah—" getting out of bed, putting on shoes, and then putting on clothes.

Back then, Yin Wuling had also fought with Ling Quan, but he was subdued after only a few moves and didn't dare to attack again, taking the initiative to agree to use cultivation resources to trade for Yin Changdefeng’s life.

I was originally worried about what to do if I couldn't kill him and he ran away. Now, that trouble is saved.

The sudden emergence of Lan Feng made Fan Zeng feel pressure for the first time, and he was even faintly excited and thrilled.

The Life and Death Saint Lord, whose strength had greatly increased, finally attacked in anger, killing the dozen or so experts—whose cultivation levels were all similar to the Ancestor of Virtual Fire—almost instantly.

The cloth wrapped around his waist was broken in several places, with strips of cloth hanging down. His expression returned to calm, and he walked with steady, slow steps, step by step, toward the building into which Zhao Wuji had been blasted.

The collapsed house still had faint dust, which permeated and blocked everyone’s line of sight.

"What’s wrong?" Zhao Wuji was a bit strange. "Does he still dare to play any tricks?" As he spoke, he took the recommendation letter back from Alexei and read it.

When a US soldier mustered the courage to crawl out of the trench, attempting to drag a corpse back, I realized my time was running out.

"Then how do you know there is an exit on the side of the Asura tribe’s territory?" Yang Tianfan almost fainted when he heard Chen Hui say he didn't know either.

"Alright, I’m sleepy and want to go to sleep. If you have nothing else, please leave!" Zhao Wuji deliberately made a yawning gesture, which drew a sneer from the Living Dead.

Several district bosses had already confirmed that the candidate was this person named Cheng Zhen. But out of habit, everyone still consulted Luo Qi’s opinion.