Chapter 100: Doesn't your husband not smoke?

"Alright, everyone in position—" Director Lin raised his megaphone and shouted: "Action!"

*Slap—*

The clapperboard came down.

Beside Qi Hui Hui, playing Chen Liang, strode forward, flicked the tip of his foot to send a long spear flying, then gripped it in one hand and thrust straight at the Black Wolf Demon's vital spot on its face.

"Monster, courting death!" Beside Qi Hui Hui bellowed, his voice a spring thunder.

The Black Wolf Demon was Fox Spirit Bai Ling's senior brother, and he liked Bai Ling.

And Bai Ling's heart and eyes were full of Chen Liang.

So—

He unconsciously raised his head, wanting to look at the window sealed by spiderweb, only to spot a shadow flash past it, as if someone were inside the room.

"Barbarian King!" Suddenly, Lin Fan thought of the Barbarian King—his blood could revive the Divine King Tree, and could also be used to cause the Spirit Pearl to undergo a qualitative change.

What gave him the right to assume she would lend him a hand? Fury rose in Ye Wei's heart, yet she also found it strange—Louis dared to put forward such a condition, so he must have some leverage.

Jiang Zaiyuan took several deep breaths to steady his courage, then walked along with a wary look, scanning his surroundings, his pace more than half a beat slower than usual.

However, Lin Fei's body had already absorbed the demon essence of fully ten Demon Kings; in terms of demon essence cultivation, Lin Fei already had the edge over this Demon King.

"Instructor Hu, here you go again, aren't you? Will you die if you flatter a little less?" Ye Shao shook his head, no longer wasting words with Instructor Hu, and turned his gaze to the training ground.

Their suite and Su Yang's guest room were both the hotel's presidential suites—extremely luxurious, with excellent soundproofing and very safe.

As for me, I was placed right behind the horse's rear; ahead of me was the knight's rear—of course, a rear clad in armor.

"What, the Empire doesn't dare to compete?" Sha Fa Tianxia did not pick up 'Luan' Tian's words, but turned his gaze to Lin Fan and asked coldly.

"Scram!" The Demonic Beast Demon Lord's furious roar thundered out; the horn on his head suddenly shot out a white radiance, instantly slamming into Bai Chen's body, blasting Bai Chen backward. Bai Chen's HP plummeted, nearly getting him killed on the spot.

"May I ask, brother, which family's young master are you?" Qin Tianqi said, feigning astonishment.

But the moment the words fell, his heart gave a start—he felt he was overthinking. He immediately put down the intel in his hand and stopped looking at him.

This decision had been discussed by Mizuki and Tsunade; although Tsunade had ordered her to stay and guard the Land of Fire, she had granted Mizuki the right to make her own judgment.

Lin Feng's mother, Zhao Wanru, was a kind, gentle, model virtuous wife and loving mother. She was still working at a textile factory, but the factory's performance was poor. In Lin Feng's memory, in a few more years the textile factory would shut down, the land would be bought up for a housing development, and his mother would retire early.

He immediately snapped his fingers, and the black flames that had vanished suddenly reignited on Murakami's body. Moreover, unlike before, this time they wrapped around his entire body in an instant.

The class teacher's mother looked at me with eyes already full of shock, as if she had picked up a treasure. She hadn't expected my background to be so impressive, and secretly guessed which conglomerate family's young master I actually was.

Sure enough, the moment the words fell, they saw Li Yong strike: Leaf Whirlwind, kicking Zi Luo flying. Don't be fooled by him struggling to his feet—he was already a spent force.

"You won't leave. As long as this game still exists, you won't leave." Zhang Yang said with a smile, shaking his head.

Saying so, He Chen stripped away all the side branches of this twig, which took about a quarter-hour.

Once a certain station had been a mess, now it was a hot commodity—the best place to pad one's record. This big shot Lin was probably just a sliver of performance away from a promotion and raise, which was why he'd stepped in.

In the past, because the trees were tall and the canopies like clouds, there had been broad forest avenues, but now it had become crowded and clogged, with no trace of any road at all.