Chapter 853: History That Changes Depending on the Person

"I'd rather praise Zhou Yi's truck modifications than say he acted well."

February 12th, the fourth day of the first lunar month.

During Coca-Cola's New Year event, Jiang Wen, appearing as a special guest, immediately refuted Zhou Yi's joking remarks beside him, pointing his right index finger at the latter, causing the entire audience to laugh: "Let me tell you, this man is rotten to the core."

"No help for it; being handsome always invites some inexplicable malice."

Sitting

This oddly shaped pottery jar wasn't sold on the market; the curve of its handle and the plum blossoms carved on its body made Fan Xueyi feel an indescribable familiarity.

Su Jin, don't get cocky now! The position of Wang Fei can only belong to Qianqian! Even if Zhongli Luo likes you, the Emperor will never grant you the position of Wang Fei! Hmph! Xia Qingyu's eyes flashed with a sinister glint; glancing again at the expressions of the ministers around him, he angrily flicked his sleeves and stormed toward the imperial palace.

On the other side, Xing Xuan and Ai Xin concentrated their efforts, finding a breakthrough point from Xu Shuyang, and joined forces with Yu Feng; the two sides, totaling six people, formed a three-versus-three formation.

Xu Lang raised his long sword in his hand, struggling to block Fan Qingyun's strike, but his heart and lungs were injured by the transmitted force; a bloody taste rose in his throat. He gritted his teeth and forcibly swallowed the blood he was about to spit out.

Immediately after, the second item brought out caused another stir; it wasn't that the item was particularly precious, but rather that it was an auction item from the Vane family. Except for hosting their own auctions, the Vane family generally did not participate in other trade fairs; this had become a consensus among everyone. Why did a Vane family auction item appear this year?

He pointed his finger toward the sky. "Bang!" Following his pointing hand, all the images and all the clouds vanished, leaving only the space between heaven and earth.

However, this time with the great deity Yi Zhongtian present, it would likely still be the strange objects that got hunted.

"It's a pity your father the Prince isn't here; otherwise, he could have rejoiced too." Huami suddenly sighed.

Although Huyan Yun's words contained an element of exaggeration, it was an indisputable fact that after one morning, all eight banners except the Bordered Red Banner of Lincang City had lost contact with the Zhu Que tribe.

Zhou Cheng moved his body; in an instant, he appeared beside the stone stele. After a careful examination, he discovered that there were no characters on the stele at all; only the shape of the stele was somewhat strange.

Seeing Fang Baobao's skilled movements and words, Lin Jing was so surprised her mouth hung wide open; she didn't even know this method of starting a fire, so how did Ye Baobao know it?

"In a sense, those Undead Legions are devils." Venom stared at Shi Kan-Silver Axe. As the senior general of the Northern Clans, he understood Shi Kan-Silver Axe better than anyone. Therefore, he was far calmer than Prince Ribalo, and this calmness stemmed from his trust in Shi Kan-Silver Axe.

Su Ruolan seemed to ask only casually, her gaze still fixed on the Abyss Divine Sword, as if she were still intently playing with this peerless spiritual treasure of slaughter.

Having secured cooperation with two major companies, Zhang Hao no longer needed to worry about the workers building the village road becoming unemployed once the secondary road was completed.

"Has Daoist Sun tested it successfully? If so, it should be vigorously promoted throughout the realm. In this way, our Great Tang will no longer fear the plague of pox in the future, which would be a great blessing. And the tragedy of Gaozhou can be prevented forever!" Du Ruhui asked and answered.

Hearing Jian Li's apology, the Crown Prince merely let out an indignant cold sneer, then turned his gaze elsewhere.

"Then this one shall see how you rely on the Gates of Heaven to prevent this one from killing you!" Lu Hanyang spread his right hand, palm facing upward; the flying sword spun continuously in his palm, transforming into a golden-winged roc that spread its wings and soared.

Only after Yuebai gave a thorough lecture did Tang Dui's gaze toward Jian Li become less hostile and turn affectionate.