Chapter 714: Chapter Six Hundred and Seventy: Zhou Yi Has Arrived, Folk Songs Are Saved

He did not know whether Zhou Yi had done it on purpose, nor did he understand such esoteric concepts as musical theory or a singer's artistic persona.

But he knew how to read the data.

Battle reports might lie, but data does not.

Before or after Zhou Yi, many singers had released press releases claiming to be international superstars, selling xxx abroad, with year-on-year growth of xxx and month-on-month growth of xxx, yet in reality, this group basically only stopped

Deng Xingnong initially felt nothing special when Zhao Zhigang said the air-defense fortification map had been found on a Japanese spy, until he heard Zhao Zhigang name that Japanese spy as Wang Longfei, the manager of the Guanlou Lou singing hall.

Held in her arms, Yang Wannian felt the greater spiritual warmth given by the mother before him and could not help but sigh; this was motherly love, and life was truly beautiful.

The threshold between the second peak and the third realm differed by only that final kick, yet Lin Luo had not yet comprehended it.

Not until noon did the old butler named Sebastian come knocking on Wang Zhe's door.

Now, having transmigrated in a single moment, his dream was realized; he had arrived in a martial arts world. Though his body was incomplete, he could still carry a guqin on his back, hold a precious sword in hand, lead a wineskin brimming with sorrow, gallop on horseback toward the future where he had placed boundless hope, and seek the legendary supreme realm of the martial way.

General Wu scratched his head and said with a laugh that beheading and killing people were indeed his forte, but cutting a cake was something he truly did not know how to approach.

The actions of the Holy Spirit God King and the Tianmang God King in dragging Wei Cheng into the water angered Wei Long; they would suffer great pain.

Now that Mu Yuncha had fallen into misfortune, it was already good that he did not kick her while she was down, let alone rescue her from fire and water.

Su Bai went upstairs to fetch a silk scarf and found it was still a bit early; at this time, if he were to wait only for Chen Tai.

Gripping the Flame Sword in hand, hesitating several times, and exchanging a glance with Sister Mo Yi, the two finally sheathed their weapons.

Mei Si thought of a paper letter Ni Na had sent her some days ago, inviting her to attend the coronation ceremony in the Weiha Kingdom.

Uh, back to the matter at hand: this time Lu Qingyuan went to find Brother Liang to buy meat. Whether because Lu Wanqing had been nagging every day or not, lo and behold, there really were some good things, such as beef; this thing had not been seen for a very, very long time.

"Giggle... as I expected, Fairy Qin, you have still brought Ye Guchen." A plump, graceful figure approached, carrying a smile of triumph; it was Pan Xuelian.

Suddenly, Chen Ming caught sight of Ye Mo and the other three ahead. When his gaze noticed the graceful backs of Ye Ying and Liu Feier, he could not help but swallow, then turned his gaze back to Qin Binghao.

Only then did Ye Mo wave his hand, immediately releasing a strange power. Those "Green Nightmares" in the water sensed this power and were all shaken into a daze, taking two breaths before regaining their senses.

Fine, it seems making a phone call won't work either. Lin Yao held his phone, hesitating endlessly: should he make the call or not? What if his father snatched the phone and scolded Ye Chen thoroughly? Then the joke would have gone too far.

Lu Qingyuan shot her an annoyed glare before beginning to ask whether Lu Wanmei and the others had been injured or not.

Li Erniu and Ouyang Qian, having already packed all their equipment, heard the system prompt and activated Shock Mode.

"Young Master, why did you not kill her just now?" Wei Sheng was somewhat at a loss for words; now, in this broken temple, only the places illuminated by the firelight were bright, while everywhere else was pitch black.

Once those resources were obtained, they were not enough for their cultivation; how could they bear to squander them in such a manner?

Zhou Han was the savior of their son; of course they must continue to support him, and they dared not, nor should they, have any objections.

Even after being poisoned repeatedly and rescued, they would not admit that Jian Shou Qing was poisonous; they would only concoct various excuses to explain it, such as cutting it too thick, not stir-frying it thoroughly, oil temperature too low, stir-frying time too short, having drunk alcohol, or eating garlic.