Chapter 85: Jing Tian Visits the Set (7th Update, Requesting First Orders!)

At the film set, Liu Mang was busy setting up the police station office.

Filming the social drama mainly laid the groundwork for Lao Pao and Qiangzi carrying out their undercover mission, while Xiao Zhuang pulled himself together again; actually, that was just a side note.

Compared to the scenes filmed in the military camp, Beside Qi Hui Hui's workload had decreased significantly.

"Director," Beside Qi Hui Hui walked up to Liu Mang.

"What do you want?" Liu Mang asked warily; this kid being so cautious and careful meant he definitely had no good intentions.

"I want to ask for leave," Qi

She and her husband simply could not accept this fact; she tried every possible means to make Ding Le follow their wishes as an elderly couple, but over this period she only saw how much pain her son was in; what kind of happiness is truly what Ding Le wants from the bottom of his heart?

Fortunately, the Qi of Life could restore them, but every time it was used, the Qi of Life would weaken; meanwhile, under such combat conditions, not only did Xing Mie exhaust his strength and see his power drop, Chu Yan was no exception, having already plummeted rapidly to the third tier of the Divine Realm.

Some people who had never dealt with Ge Nanxing before, seeing him act this way, couldn't help but frown; such a method was simply too inflexible; there were so many rest rooms, why did he have to insist on this one?

Hua Qingyan listened for a while and suddenly had an idea; she whispered two sentences to Yu Jiamin, then turned and went up to the third floor.

Ni Yexin was still exhausted to the point of death; seeing Murong Changqing's face, she rolled over to her side, then hugged Murong Changqing's waist and continued sleeping.

However, Lord Le also knew that given the current situation, such a background was a calamity rather than a blessing; once exposed, it would be a catastrophic disaster for the House of Zhongyong Marquis.

"Teacher Zhao, Teacher Wu... long time no see." After greeting several former colleagues, Tao Xiu sat down on the black leather sofa.

Lin Xiu's figure emerged from the darkness; he had specifically gone to wash up, having already washed away the bloodstained scent from his body, precisely so she would not smell it.

Hua Qingyan had never been able to break through the cordon formed by Hua Panpan and the guards; she still held Xi'er, who was crying until her voice was hoarse, tightly in her arms; her face was full of anger and despair.

Hua Qingyan was like a key, the key that unlocked the secrets of the Old Hua family sealed for so many years, and at the same time, the key that unlocked the root of all calamities.

Marshal Kailang had another son, but he died in battle on the battlefield years ago. That battle was a border conflict that occurred five years ago between the Zaria Empire and the neighboring Charlottebin Empire to the north; Gaea had already been in the Demon Beast Mountain Range during that time, so he was not familiar with that battle.

One was similar to Operation Slash; one was similar to the strategy of borrowing a road to attack Guo. The target was the island nation government led by An Bei Jin, and the purpose was to make him submit.

"What, could it be that Brother Zheng regrets it? As long as you give up your spot, it will definitely be fought over by everyone." Another person laughed.

"I and those people outside belong to the same assassin organization. Because I refused to continue selling my life for the organization, they sent people to hunt me down, so I have been fleeing all along; I never expected they would still track me down to Dragon City." Qu Yanmeng wore a helpless, bitter smile on her face.

"Get lost, don't pretend to be pitiful with me; others might not know about you, you fatso, but I am clear about it." Lin Hao said in a bad mood.

Listening to every single thing she said, every single story, I could not calm my heart. After the confusion and coma, I remained utterly lost. I had not the slightest solution for the situation I faced. For everything I had to face, I could only choose to escape.

Otherwise, relying on the Longshan family, how could they have built an arena of such scale in every country across the continent, in every location?

This also proved what Zhang Ning had been saying all along: Chinese-style songs do not necessarily require only classical instruments. Even if Western instruments are used, he can equally express that artistic conception of the Chinese style.

"Bang bang bang!" The arrowheads, carrying the powerful momentum of wind and thunder, continuously pierced through the chests of three men in black before losing their power and falling to the ground.

"It's all blood, but there are no corpses!" When Gaea used the concealment ring to probe the surroundings and found no dangerous creatures, he returned to the group and said to the others.