Chapter 306: Young

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

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

From the configuration, it could be seen 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 the higher-ups later, Liu Baotian’s days were not only much easier, 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 figures walking out on the high platform at the very front of the square, Wang Hao narrowed his eyes.

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

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

Yun Xing had always known that this pair of parents were not good 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 person.

His body leaped into the high sky; Xing Zeyuan had to consider how to fight, as going on like this was definitely not a way. But Mu Jieliang’s figure suddenly appeared above his head, his fists clenched together, hammering 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 streaming light 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 accompanying 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 in time to prevent the person from being burned... that was the top of the head, it would be a big deal, and he would be held responsible as well.

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 had golden dragons dancing, and the other side had sword Qi filling the sky.

Su Chen had to worry about himself; his Wind-Slicing Twin Blades absorbed the residual unclean wind, and that thing was not a good character. It always ran out by itself, and Su Chen could only carry all this himself to prevent it from continuing to harm people.

Ning Rongrong’s Nine-Treasure Divine Light Protection could withstand the ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo nine times and could also immunize against attacks below the ninth soul skill. Ning Fengzhi’s Nine-Treasure Protection Divine Light was 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 couldn't be said that Zhang Fei turned over a new leaf, but he almost never did that again. Mainly because once he drank, his subordinates would serve him the strongest distilled spirits; drinking several catties of fifty or sixty-degree spirits to his heart’s content would make even a cow drunk, so where would he have the strength to whip the soldiers?

In this void starry sky, his teleportation distance seemed to be limited quite a bit; the maximum distance for 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 furious to an extreme degree, and his entire face was distorted.