Chapter 875: The Big Shot Who Holds the Floor

Regardless of what others think, for Zhou Yi himself, this year's Hong Kong Film Awards are actually not very important to him—

Although the Film Awards quite values the two Best Music awards, with the presentation order coming only before Best Director, Best Actor, and Best Actress, this means little to Zhou Yi in his current state.

Previously, when "Xiang Wang Xing" was nominated, he didn't even bother to attend despite not yet having his current status; let alone now.

Although

Never mind the large villa Lin Zheng owns in Langya City; even Lin Baoguo and the others have always lived in the spacious four-bedroom, two-living-room suite developed by Tianyuan Construction themselves. Suddenly moving into such a house, Lin Zheng truly worries whether his parents will be comfortable living there.

Kobi shrugged, making a harmless joke. Actually, he was just saying it. If he truly encountered a newly appeared mutated beast, he would run as far away as possible. Strange creatures are always dangerous; Kobi does not want to lose his life here. He still has a lot of money left to spend.

Seeing Xie Yuanbai slash out such a sharp blade, the attendants around immediately began to murmur in a cacophony. The looks in their eyes directed at Chen Fan even carried a bit more contempt; after all, no one likes someone who is arrogant, unaware of their own weight, and unable to see their true strength.

"But logically, Zuo Ke has no way to rebel. The elite forces beside the Immortal King all followed me out; we brought over two hundred magical artifacts, while over there in Xiandu, there are only a little over one hundred. Even if he has such thoughts, how could he rebel?" Yun Mo still could not figure it out.

Opposite, Adric sat on his horse, watching as Gislernt finally emerged. This general finally breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

The Fourteenth Pope felt puzzled and was about to speak again when suddenly those two old men began to breathe, their hearts beating slowly, the sound growing louder and louder: thump, thump, thump, like war drums booming.

On such a fierce battlefield, timing must be calculated in microseconds. In every instant, countless beams of light energy intersect and crisscross, leaving combat personnel with almost no reaction time. Only cosmic warriors powerful enough to reach the Meteor Star level or above can move freely in such an environment, seeking battle opportunities amidst data exchanges occurring thousands of times per second.

Xia Ya gently unfolded this object, then plunged both hands deep into it. Immediately, a burst of light appeared; the object directly adhered to Xia Ya's body, spreading out like spider silk, until finally, from the shoulder blades on his back, two long wings suddenly materialized.

And around his feet lay the battlefield ruins spanning over thirty li in all directions, where the fist intent and divine consciousness of thirteen powerful beings permeated everywhere.

Therefore, these factions could only suppress them before the Nangong family soared, or even drive them out of Mingyu Mountain, so that even if they possessed the Fate Map, they would be unable to activate the remains of the Heavenly Capital.

So Gypsy is not a fool; one day in the future, if he can trade for a life sentence and save his own life, it will be worth it.

As soon as Xiang Yufeng spoke these words, it instantly resonated with the majority in the venue; applause erupted again, even louder and more intense than before.

Yes, although it looks slightly troublesome, Lian has indeed achieved this point, and this point is also the only chance Lian has to survive.

More and more angry students stood up, pushing and shoving until they forced Jiang Hui into a corner.

One must know that behind the Sun family stands an ancient, powerful existence far stronger than the Sun family itself, an era also known as the Second-Generation Grandmaster: Wood Chip Daoist.

Zhao Zilong eventually fought his way away. Watching him walk farther and farther away, Tian Tian stood on the street feeling deeply melancholy. Yet, recalling the sweet taste in her mouth, a hint of sweetness rose in her heart again.