Chapter 707: Chapter Six Hundred and Sixty-Four: He Is Harder to Invite Than Zhuge Liang

The excitement in Qian Jiang's tone was so palpable that even a blind man could see it.

After being stimulated by "Hero" in 2002, Chen Shiren, who has since completely transformed into a commercial filmmaker, is now the most watched figure in the film and television industry—

As a commercial work he spent years sharpening his sword for, aiming to make a stunning debut, "The Promise" has been targeted by countless people since its inception.

After all, just from this investment alone, one can see Chen Kaige's confidence in this fantasy

Of course, in her eyes, what she did was not causing trouble, but upholding justice.

After taking a deep breath, Ye Tian hurriedly flew back to the light barrier, his eyes flashing as he prepared to break the restriction.

When the Miracle Era was first mentioned, it felt particularly familiar, yet he dared not be sure; now that his assistant has told him all the confirmed news, he has no choice but to take it seriously.

When the green-robed figure arrived, the rat demons did not utter a word; merely smelling his aura, they fled directly into the tunnels.

Centered on the position of the Second Apostle, within a range of several kilometers in diameter, the void suddenly seemed to undergo a chemical reaction, dissolving into pale white energy streams.

But he had no hope; he was someone who had stepped down from the Crown Prince's position. As for his son, the original river of history did see him ascend, yet it was of no use whatsoever.

Inside the cinemas of Yanjing, guests from all directions and people of all kinds gathered together. Li Fangcheng, adhering to his habit, prioritized screening the film first.

The young man with the heavy sword did not lower his voice; thus, upon hearing his words, many gazes fell upon them, carrying a hint of curiosity and inquiry.

"Lin Ai, do you agree?" Although Qin Shi Huang's expression had not changed at all, the expectation in his eyes made it impossible for Lin Ai to refuse.

There they saw the Zhensun clan disciple, his face a swollen pig's head of blue and purple bruises, being carried out of the hall by others, presumably to be taken back to his room for care.

This mountain forest was dense and very dark; tall trees blocked out the light, vines twisted around like coiled dragons with tangled roots, and the withered leaves on the ground had accumulated to a depth of half a meter, the smell of rotting branches and leaves permeating every corner of the place.

Wei Yi'an's brows on his forehead were knitted into a knot; although he said nothing, he wondered in his heart whether drinking like this would truly kill the person.

Unlike the kiss in the underground parking lot, which had been as light as a dragonfly skimming the water, now he seemed to want to get revenge, sucking and crushing forcefully, yet also with a touch of provocation.

That night, Anyunshan refused to let go of Yan Jingxun no matter what; because she held him so tightly, Yan Jingxun could do nothing else, not even help her take off her clothes.

"I just want to! Hu Tong, there is a question I have long wanted to ask you: if time could flow backward, would you still abandon her and choose me?" Guan Miaoxin stared tightly at Hu Tong, missing not a single expression on its face.

Yan Ai closed her eyes for a moment and recounted everything that had happened abroad to Yan Liangxi in full detail.

Yin Feng could not spare a glance at the turtle shell fragment in his hand; he hurried to the old turtle's side. At this moment, his address had changed, and respect flowed in his tone, for the old turtle's aura had truly weakened so much, and the turtle's face had turned pale.

"You, you, who are you?" Perhaps it was a meeting of souls, or perhaps some voice kept shouting in his heart.

Saying this, he did not even look at Hu Yourong once; looking at the balance displayed on his phone, he left in high spirits.

The preparations at hand were now useless; for this kind of wound, a special medicine was required.

"Child." The great sea demon was injured, yet upon seeing his child in danger, he could not help but shout loudly.

He could not help but recall that back then on Ziwei, the Twin Stars of the Eastern Wasteland seemed to have been brought up and ranked equally with the two of them.

"After enduring hardships, bitterness has finally turned to sweetness." The two walked into the inner hall together, sat down, and chatted about daily matters.

"What powerful sword qi! Just these three characters exude a strong aura of slaughter." Zi Shang and others also turned their gazes toward the stone plaque above the gate.