Chapter 198: Good News, Yang Mi Officially Announces Her Relationship

The third day of the Lunar New Year.

After replying to everyone's New Year greeting messages one by one, Qi Hui planned to take a break.

He had met quite a few people while filming over the past few years and had saved many numbers; as soon as the holidays arrived, he received a multitude of group and congratulatory messages.

For instance, Wu Gang and the others from the *Lurk* production team, and Director Lin, Lei Da, and the others from the *Temptation of Going Home* production team.

There were also Liu Meng and the others from the *Special Forces* production team; it was all just social etiquette, after all.

Not only these, but Qi Hui also gave...

Da Niu didn't think much of it; he opened his mouth and drank it down in big gulps. The medicine wasn't very bitter; there was even a hint of sweetness amidst the bitterness, and the temperature was just right—neither scalding nor cold. Da Niu actually wanted another bowl; after drinking this one, his body felt much more comfortable.

Therefore, some things are not best announced to the world immediately; appropriate avoidance is the superior strategy.

Pei Yueyue sat in the passenger seat, her eyes occasionally glancing at Yin Rongyu, yet she dared not look him straight in the eye.

After hearing Ouyang Feng's words, the few villagers didn't know whether to believe him or not. They actually brought the yellow dog into the village, and now Ouyang Feng didn't know what to do.

The numb, gaunt body suddenly withdrew from its state of extreme stillness, transforming directly into a streak of light that shot violently toward Ming Kui. Its speed was so swift that it completely exceeded the limits of the naked eye; if one were to say his previous flashing speed was like a bicycle, then his current speed had surpassed a Mercedes-Benz, having improved by several levels at the very least.

However, people sometimes get obsessed once they fall into a matter, just like Gu Meng.

Li Zelyu knew that the "wife" in Guan Chenji's words was Gu Meng, but when had he ever sent Gu Meng to the hospital? If anyone were to go to the hospital, it should be Gu Meng sending him, because he would definitely have been beaten to a pulp by Gu Meng.

"Eh..." Iryuri was slightly stunned. Isn't this reason a bit too ridiculous? An automaton user with the strength to participate in the Night Party would be burned to death by ordinary fire?

It wasn't his first time acting as a referee, but it was the only time in history he had encountered such an intractable situation.

Yet this wall was incomparably hard; even with the help of the indestructible Scale-Descending, Yan Cheng could only leave a shallow mark on it and could do nothing more to it.

Neither Ling Guangwei nor Wu Xing Jueshen could remain calm. What kind of situation was this? Looking in a mirror could actually reveal another self. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have sworn it was impossible to tell them apart.

"From today on, handle your own things yourselves. You two figure it out!" Zhang Sheng, who had finally grown impatient, spoke up.

They not only loved luxury but also possessed powerful innovative and practical abilities; they were the most powerful race among all the alien races.

A few days ago, he had spent his days pushing carts in and out of the kiln, loading and unloading pottery blanks, until his skin was almost baked to look like cracked fields; such hardship often made him shed tears in secret at night.

He Yu looked at the burly man, pursing his lips, not knowing what to say. Although he hadn't seen what the burly man looked like, miraculously, he didn't doubt his words at all, believing from the bottom of his heart that what he said was true.

At this time, Ziyun was still in the Golden Cicada Dharma King's cave dwelling within the Imperial Palace, asking the Golden Cicada Dharma King if any particularly formidable or important figures had appeared in the palace within the last thousand years.

"Yeah, otherwise, with Father's ability, he would have ferreted him out long ago; it wouldn't be my turn to intervene." To be fair, the leader of this radical faction was truly remarkable; it was a pity he was not of one mind with the family, a fact Long Xiang regretted.

At nightfall, a masked person broke into the manor. The opponent's stealth techniques were extremely exquisite, seemingly coordinated with their Martial Soul, and their aura was hidden exceptionally well.

Monk Puyuan dared not act rashly; he clearly felt that these talismans were not weak in power, especially since it was a talisman array formed by connecting ten thousand talismans.

When Kathy inquired, Liu Ci proposed a request that put him in a difficult position: she wanted to know how the seeds were lost before answering his question.

"What's going on?" Liu Ming frowned. Who exactly had such great ability to change the underlying code of the Yunling driving system? In Huaxia, apart from the National Security Bureau, even the military didn't have this capability.

At this moment, they also realized that this Baili Lin and her lackeys were all humans who had disguised themselves to enter the Ghost Market.

By now, it was known to almost everyone in the Great Zhou. The officials knew full well that the Emperor had usurped the throne and should have been crusaded against according to the Great Zhou's ancestral teachings, but the entanglement of destiny was truly moving; it meant that not only the Emperor, but they too could ensure that ghosts and gods could not harm them, and they could even rely on their official positions to suppress ghosts and gods with a single word.

In other words, the fact that Qin Tian could disappear so mysteriously from the Celestial Prison was definitely due to the help of the supreme treasure on his person.

When Xu Qingling continued to push the bank card toward him, he hurriedly took it, as if he had grasped the last straw to save his life.

Every attack from the lizard archers created a clearing in the Underground Allied Forces' formation.

Ning Daoran still held the old patriarch in high regard; after all, he was an elder, and he hadn't treated him poorly all this time.

Qin Tian knew that if he didn't show the results of his cultivation, he was afraid it would provoke the temper of this nameless Master.

In some very high places, the skeleton soldiers and liches hadn't gone up yet, and those flying dragons jumped out on their own.

"Once the Pill Domain and the Red Wind Palace successfully form an alliance, they will begin to attack the Seven Sects and Twelve Palaces," Situ Xiang said with certainty.

Although there were some regrets, after all, he had only come to pay respects to the Bodhisattva; whether he saw her or not was not important. Being able to know from Grandma that Master Fang was doing well was enough.

But the old man was not in a hurry; he just told He Yan to pass this message to the other party when Da Xiu was not busy.

The black flood dragon roared repeatedly, its mouth opening to reveal a flash of purple, and then a massive thunderbolt struck directly toward the Witch God's palm.

They didn't dare tell anyone the news of Fu Li's hospitalization for fear of affecting their moods. Chu Linyu ran around every day for Fu Li's illness and company matters; every time he returned, he was full of exhaustion and would fall asleep within minutes of collapsing onto the bed.

"Fine, fine, fine, no problem. It's a deal, but Master, you must rush back to Longling City within three days!" Da Xiu also put forward a request.

Fearing to wake Qing Rou, he hurriedly went up to check the peephole, and only after confirming that it wasn't some bad person outside did he dare to open the door.

Just then, a long, bloody trail filled the sky, appearing in the field of vision of Qian Yuan and the others.

"Great, in this way... my people of Noren... those poor farmers of Shulu who are longing for the Miracle Spring... are all saved... all saved..." Honoris happily talked to himself.

And if one must like someone just because they are liked, then how many wives would Qian Yuan have to marry? And who is that fair to?

Xu Yingrui knew that the reason Sun Yunxiao asked was also because he was worried that there were some things they couldn't handle well, and that not reporting to Sun Yunxiao earlier had caused him extra worry.

"Pah, pah, pah!" Yan Shuangfei hurriedly suppressed his unrealistic imagination and thoroughly despised himself. How could he... just because someone was handsome... sigh, how embarrassing.