Chapter 709: Sorry, Money Really Does Make You the Boss

This undeserved disaster made Jiang Wen angrier the more he thought about it; he almost wanted to call Zhou Yi on the spot to come out and clarify, but considering the latter was indeed busy with his new album, he could only hold it in and swallow his anger.

He was proud, but not stupid.

No matter how one looked at it, this commotion could not possibly be Zhou Yi's doing; after all, after several contacts, he had figured out Zhou Yi's temperament—

This person was more proud in his bones than he was.

That kind of "I think

After all, for so many days their nerves had been tightly strung, fearing that the suddenly powerful corpse clan emerging would instantly break through their defenses; in that case, the ordinary citizens in the city would suffer, although they were already in a state of suffering.

Under the threat of death, Shuyao could no longer maintain her calm; tears of fear slid from the corners of her eyes, and her face was deathly pale.

But just then, a hundred zhang above their heads, a mass of demonic clouds suddenly appeared out of nowhere; as this demonic cloud churned, it gradually formed a human face.

They saw Ye Yuxuan push with both hands, gently pressing Chen Qingdi's head onto the table, then lifting her leg and casually placing it on his cheek; midway through, she even hooked her big toe and rubbed it against Chen Qingdi's earlobe.

Thinking of this, the Spotted Tiger began to congratulate himself on his actions today; this would surely be a battle that made his name known.

The hilt transmitted the solid feeling of a hit for who knew how many times; Chen Yu wanted to further expand his gains, but the opponent also sensed his intention and retreated at full speed.

But reality was just like this; Shen Qiang's several types of pills caused varying degrees of shock in the cultivation world.

After his vision returned and he looked around, everything was pitch black. Chen Yu should have fallen into chaos, but perhaps his previous experiences had toughened his nerves; although his mind was still somewhat dizzy, at least he had not lost his voice.

Ordinary pills were the most numerous and most commonly used, basically including all introductory-level pills in every direction.

Seeing Dongfang Wenshi speak so openly, the stone in Tang Ning's heart finally fell, and she flashed him a brilliant smile.

"Oh my—you old rascal, you actually smashed the Princess's jade hairpin—" Yan Cao shouted loudly, pulling at her throat.

Chunlan, Chunxi, and the others, seeing such a scene, naturally knew what was up; they all shut their mouths tight, saying nothing and merely watching the show.

When she was seven or eight, she returned to the Ye family with her father, who was reporting to God, and since then had stayed by Laozu Sect's side, staying for another seven or eight years.

That sorrowful crying sound pierced Feng Yang's heart like needles, one stab after another; pity, self-blame, and regret, all sorts of emotions tangled together, making it extremely uncomfortable.

Xue Jieyu, residing in Xuetang Hall of the Penglai Palace, arrived first; after sitting in the position she usually occupied when paying respects, she took out a brocade handkerchief, covered her mouth, and could not help but start coughing.

If Aunt Zheng and Xia Molin continued to squander this bit of goodwill, then they would be committing suicide themselves.

In the deep night, the village had more than ten torches, faintly illuminating the night road for villagers returning home at midnight or getting up to relieve themselves.

Qiao Mingjin looked at her, then looked at the chair beneath her, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

After growing up, due to the teachings of the Old Marquis's Lady, Sun Jianxing firmly remembered not to be misled by beauty.

This time it was Chun Chi's turn to be shocked; she had originally thought Xia Qianjiao would answer "blossoms in full bloom," but unexpectedly he came out with "Jiangshan."

Zhen Hua had been thrown onto her back by her; who knew she would just jump down like that without any warning, not even saying a word of "ready," wasn't this asking for someone's life?

"Wen Jing sent me a message saying I could come over and take a look if I had nothing to do," Gu Shanghuai said; regarding the Wen siblings, he still understood them: this so-called "come over and take a look" meant there was something wrong.

The sky had not yet dawned, but a large number of common people were outside the palace gates, cursing and protesting, while others threw vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and so on.

When everyone's vision returned, they saw that the white-haired man had stepped into a mysterious passage.