Chapter 756: Three Years Have Passed, America Still Hasn't Adapted to Him

He's turning red.

Eminem is turning red.

I'm working myself to death, performing everywhere, flying three shifts a day with my feet never touching the ground, and what the hell are you guys doing?!

Why couldn't my team think of this kind of marketing tactic?!

Are they all useless?!

Fuck your mother!

One copy, two copies, three copies, four copies, five copies, six copies...

"Spike Really Went to the Factory to Turn Screws!"

"Warner Bros. President Personally Leads

Third, our Xia Hua Pictures' animation technology plus some of ETA's technology means the 3D special effects are absolutely far superior to Painted Skin 2; the special effects investment alone reached 300 million.

Was the time in the surrounding environment altered? No, judging from the analysis results, the flow rate of time in the area was not affected, which means the reason he could clearly see the raindrops lay within himself.

To put it plainly, although Tang Yin is not bad, he has not yet reached the point where Ma Jin would be willing to risk offending Guan Bu and others just to recruit him at great expense.

Reyes narrowed his eyes into a line; he had gotten the result he wanted, but this result was too overwhelming a shock for him.

The Son of Heaven is made by those with strong soldiers and sturdy horses; this is a simple enlightenment understanding that transcends those divinities, more material and realistic compared to Zhu Tianming.

"This apple tree seems to be about to bloom too..." Chu Yi's voice pulled everyone's gaze back to an apple tree nearby.

To put it plainly, this poem wasn't written by him; now he had silently claimed credit for it, and yet he still shamelessly accepted people's praise. Ma Jin felt somewhat unaccustomed to it, or rather, his face wasn't thick enough.

Since the method to activate the black card was to inject Ghost-type energy, Maeda Hanako was not in a hurry for the moment and could instead deal with the bones inside the tombstone first.

Stepping on these black stones, he indeed heard a series of terrifying sounds, just as Hanning had said.

I really wanted to slap this man in white clothes across the face; how can someone so powerful speak so draggily?

After I said that, the man in the suit immediately fell silent, looking at me with surprise in his eyes, as if to say, "How did you know?"

Hearing Melly's words, Liu Shiya's cheeks immediately turned a shade of crimson. Her heart was quite uneasy.

He hadn't told Zhou Biyu yet that his spiritual power had already been cultivated to the second stage, which was very powerful, and he was not afraid of Qing Ye and others at all.

Zai Yuan listened to the conversation between Ghost Tong and Ghost Qian, looking at one then the other without knowing what to say, so he could only wait in silence.

Zhu Que and Xuan Wu told him to go change his clothes first, but Ye Ningyuan shook his head, insisting on waiting here for her to come out.

Glancing at Chang Kong 'She' Ri and the others who were watching him like a hawk, 'Luan' Zhan couldn't help but give a bitter smile. At this moment, he could only withdraw from the Holy City; otherwise, half of Eternal's forces today would likely be lost within this Holy City.

Fortunately, inside Lin Fan's Barbarian Tyrant's tomb, the red names had already been cleared completely; so many Shaman Wizards were directly killed, which was enough to neutralize Lin Fan's sin value.

This reason is very logical, but if this reason is used, the contradictions in Po Jun Yan's actions cannot be explained.

Chu Feng himself actually felt it was inappropriate for him to say such things, because he himself is a person easily dominated by emotions, and he himself cannot be as decisive and straightforward as Shanhu.

Mo Xun had investigated Ling Tanxue's family background, so he knew she also had a stepmother and a younger sister with no blood relation.

Ling Tanxue looked around; fortunately, there weren't many people here, and no one had seen them pulling and tugging at each other like this.

After the Axe-Wielder let out a wail, he swung the axe in his hand. Mo Li rolled on the ground once, rolling to the side of the Axe-Wielder. The Axe-Wielder tried to turn around only to discover his right foot was firmly pinned to the ground by a dagger; moving even slightly caused pain that was unbearable.