Chapter 303: Old House, New Factory

That was quite a surprise, quite unexpected.

It seems that in '09, Chai Jing was indeed a top-notch mouthpiece; did this reflect the importance Yang City placed on it?

Although this was a controversial figure, Zhai Da understood...

Things had reached this point, no need to trouble oneself.

It wasn't something he could control.

It wasn't clear yet what the specific interview process or format would be; maybe it was just standing foolishly at the school gate reading a teleprompter: "Harbin Institute of Technology is a school with a history..."

Looking at the shiny little round balls, they were truly something the children couldn't put down, especially wanting to have a taste.

And taking advantage of this time, Liu Yi further completely consolidated his cultivation; now, if he wanted, he could enter the King rank at any time.

Until she couldn't wear it anymore, she was draped in a cloak. Lifting the curtain, when Mi Shu stepped out of the carriage, she only felt the cold wind hitting her face, unable to even open her eyes, and feeling dizzy and chest pain, she stepped into thin air.

Looking at the suddenly appearing dragon claw, Long Teng’s face was full of joy, not even noticing that the dragon claw transformed from the True Dragon Qi was a rich cyan color, not the white of a white dragon at all.

At this time, the Fox Empire generals, who had originally thought Long Teng and the others were bragging, looked at Long Teng with a touch of reverence. After all, even as Martial Saint Totem Master experts, they wouldn't dare to accept such a mission.

Then, several people stepped out at the same time to probe the items on the platform; most of them tested to draw out those few immortal artifacts, but there was no reaction at all, and they could only choose others.

Fang Ruosheng thought to herself: Hmph, even if you are a Liu Xiahui, I’ll be dangling in front of you every day; aren't I afraid you won't develop feelings for me over time?

"You are not worthy to know." Jian Quan sneered. This move of sound transmission combined with the Xuanyuan Divine Art actually had a very good effect; this was thanks to the teachings of the Hundred-Generation Sword Venerable, allowing Jian Quan to comprehend such a practical move.

Qi Youchen had no talent for cultivation and hadn't even completed Foundation Establishment yet, but he had done well in the officialdom; he was now a high-ranking official of the Magic City Political and Legal Committee and Director of the Public Security Bureau, holding a high position and great power.

The waiter who delivered the meal earlier gave Xu Qingmo a sense of crisis; he couldn't say exactly where this feeling came from, just a sudden whim.

When walking to the hotel lobby, the waiter who had once picked up a package for Qin Long was packing his luggage, his face full of frustration.

For a time, angels suffered heavy casualties, many angels were slaughtered by demons, and seeing this scene, many angels screamed in fear and terror, and finally, their white wings turned black, and they fled the battlefield, hiding away.

"Good-looking." Xu Qingmo nodded, then turned his head away; no matter how good-looking, could she be as good-looking as Lin Ruochu?

Wu Xie anxiously called their names in the direction of his memory, hoping for a response. But he couldn't confirm the true direction or position at all, because everything had been changed beyond recognition, and even reference points couldn't be found, with only a few places barely able to stand.

Ran Sinian stared straight at Rao Pei'er, his gaze serious and urgent, hoping she could say something more.

This time, An Nuo’s reaction was quite reliable; she blinked a few times and obediently pursed her lips.

After simply picking and collecting in the space, Ye handed the tender leaves of the Lan Gui Winter Holly to He Yi, letting him process them again, with a portion sold loose in the store and a portion packaged for sale outside.

"Uncle, you don't know, my belly is already showing... Look, even though these clothes look so loose, when the breeze blows, you can still see it." This made it impossible for him to speak on stage with peace of mind.

Behind him, a Vajra rushed over and slapped Kong Shijie on the back, causing Kong Shijie to cough up blood on the spot, his body stumbling forward. In front was Yan Fengyun, who at this moment raised his flying wheel and slammed it hard toward the top of Kong Shijie’s head.