Chapter 115: Bestowal of Rewards

Only to see a half-open small courtyard ahead, with people coming and going, and a sign standing outside the courtyard: Roast Pork Court.

Ah Zhu said in surprise: "Why is it this 'Zhu'? The name makes one uneasy."

Wang Yuyan said with a smile: "Never thought it would actually be Ah Zhu's 'Zhu'."

Zhao Ti said: "This meat shop has been around since Emperor Renzong's reign. The Prime Minister's Temple was never a quiet place to begin with. Back then there was a monk named Huiming who was very good at cooking and also roasted meat. For this reason, the Grand Prime Minister's Temple specially set up a Roast Meat Court. Later, to avoid a taboo on the temple's name, it was renamed..."

He was also very curious about this internationally renowned director's directing methods and style, wanting to know whether he truly had real skill or was more famous than worthy of it.

Yuehui's next move made Xingchen even more puzzled. He asked tentatively: "Are you trying to ask me for something?" This time Yuehui nodded toward Xingchen. She pointed at Xingchen's hand, then once again spread her palm open in front of Xingchen.

"I've actually heard of this monster, and must have seen it too, but the impression just isn't very deep." Xinxin muttered to herself, "How's the monster's location? Is there a good grinding spot?" Xinxin asked.

Olivier thought about it — since Forrest had invested, and Warner was a giant even surpassing Weinstein, this wasn't bad either.

"Regimental Commander, you've come to see Commander Liu?" Gou Defu didn't ask how Liu Lang had suddenly come from Shanxi to great Wuhan. Five years of military life had taught this dandy that what shouldn't be asked shouldn't be asked.

Storage belts, like Qiankun rings, are a type of rare spatial storage treasure. Although storage belts cannot compare to Qiankun rings, for an ordinary martial cultivator they are already more than sufficient.

The two exchanged a glance, both faces full of horror. If this data was real, then this battle was no simple victory, but a victory that shook the ancients and shone through the ages, creating the battle with the greatest disparity in casualties between enemy and us in modern Chinese history.

If Liu Xueyuan was beauty like a rose, so beautiful you couldn't help but look at her, then this one was clarity — within elegance, grace, and charm, brimming with a fresh, youthful air, a captivating charm that, once you looked, you could never pull your gaze away.

The LCD screen was so that the host and those going up to speak could let the audience see their voice, expressions, and demeanor completely.

Apart from the coach team captain, the other member of Training Team Three responsible for grinding honor was also not in good condition. His face was deathly pale; after coming out of the arena he braced his hands on his knees and panted heavily. Still, compared to the coach team captain's condition he was a bit better, because at the very least he could still walk on his own.

After the commentator finished introducing the participating teams, Xia Sha Le didn't even hold the tea-soaked melon steady in his hand — it dropped straight onto his lap.

Because Pan Kui and Old Luo were on good terms, and the subordinates on both sides were familiar with each other, they sat in a circle inside and out, chatting and laughing merrily.

In an instant, the surging fragrance all went still, like a tamed wild beast, giving off a gentle, warm, fresh scent.

Now he and Haruna Hiratani were living well, and had an extra two-year-old boy. Though life was a bit hard, it was peaceful and happy.

"There really is a way? Miss Meiduo, your great kindness and virtue, I shall never forget as long as I live." Qin Tianci immediately dropped to one knee and bowed to her.

Days passed day by day, yet Tian Donghuan Xin also grew day by day — from being the same height as her, to gradually a head taller than her, until in the end Jun Qiao only reached his waist.

His aging mother's face was ashen, so angry she nearly fainted. Guo Honglei sighed and silently knelt down.

Luan Fei smiled faintly. He had already seen that Wu Yong was tempted, but Wu Yong had always been cunning, and besides, he and Wu Yong lacked a foundation of mutual trust, so at this moment Wu Yong still had doubts in his heart.

Therefore, the mounted generals Liangshan could put forward were basically all former court military officers, or descendants of military officers.