Chapter 193: I Got a Trendy Haircut at the Military

A room painted with white lacquer, a few pipes running across the walls, and several gauges whose purpose was unknown.

This was the "Fleet Command Room," but unfortunately, it was arranged extremely ugly and simple.

"Director Liu, isn't this too perfunctory of you?" Qi Hui looked at this set and could not help but say, speechless.

"What the hell do you know!" Liu Meng cursed: "It's just filming a scene, not the real thing. Do you expect me to actually shoot inside a real fleet command room?"

"And besides,

From the basement came a piercing wave of sound that nearly made one's head explode, the flash of talisman arts, spell smoke, the pungent smell of alcohol, colorful halos, and spirit-light balls exploding from time to time, all rendering the atmosphere incomparably heated.

The next afternoon, when Fang Gugu's fifth missed call came in, the slumbering Mu Yushan finally woke up.

The match between the Red Star Club T12梯队 and the newly established T12梯队 Second Squad of the Excellence Club was about to begin.

Gao Hong's intelligence-gathering work, besides normally watching the entire match, also had his own unique technique.

This meal was long and heavy, each side probing the other, almost evenly matched. On top of that, Fang Qian would occasionally send a waiter over to make a nuisance, so Han Mufeng had to find an excuse and leave early.

However, there was no practical application of formations, only the knowledge of advanced formations—this was the System, a fair trade; two thousand Malice Points were still not enough to redeem the contents of the formation.

But Shi Qi had talent; it wouldn't do to never teach her or just let her develop freely, so it was better that she teach him.

She paced anxiously on the spot, and only when Ren Haoqian's arrogant figure came into view did she stride up to him.

Everyone mistakenly assumed they were the third party between Ren Haoxuan and Gu Cheng, but no one knew that the person he had always loved was her.

After Shi Luo recovered a little, she did not put down her work either; she wanted to hire a nanny, but they disagreed, insisting she take care of things herself and telling her to stop writing.

After hearing Lu Jun's words, Li Yi said nothing more, and signed his name on the contract.

One of the pieces was obtained by a young monk wearing a bamboo hat, dressed in white monk's robes, and barefoot.

Mother Wen shoved the card back into Ye Qingxin's hand, turned around, and got into a car by the road; the car sped away.

Summer flowers are a symbol of vigorous life—to live like summer flowers, to live as splendidly and vigorously as flowers blooming in summer, to strive to shine and give off heat. This first half is actually talking about you lot; you schemed in every way, exhausting countless brain cells, all just to keep it from me.

Wang Zulan was also picking things, but headscarves—every time he went out, the thing he brought most was headscarves, of every color and every style; it was practically a complete headscarve catalog.

She didn't know whether it was because her panicked gaze had made them aware, or because it just so happened that one of the searchers turned his face, and in that instant, his line of sight met hers; looking at her face, his eyes instantly widened, as if he had discovered something?

Bai Ling the White Dolphin and Ye Mei and the others looked like they were roasting meat, but in fact their ears were perked up long; hearing this, they could not help but be pleased. Though Emerald Isle and the Kun Faction were not of the same path, in essence they were all lovers of adventure.

He had even forgotten his own mood and thoughts at the time of the crime, deeply regretting his impulse back then; the days in the rehab center were no life for a human either, every single minute and second inside was torment.

But the truth was exactly the opposite—yesterday, after only a brief clash, we were scattered, and after that there was no room to maneuver at all; we could only be pressed and beaten by the opponent, until in the end we retreated in haste.

But the King of Immortality was not at ease, unwilling for him to attain the Dao too early; instead, he used the Immortal Divine Liquid to condense the Immortal Divine Origin, sealed it within the Primordial Wilderness, intending for him to be born into the Primordial Wilderness, taking the merging of ten thousand realms and the warring of all heavens as his trial ground, to achieve the strongest.

Ling Yue was in a daze, not quite understanding why he would say these things to her—was this branch somehow different? When Jinfeng had given it to her back then, he had said nothing, only telling her not to let anyone else discover it.