Chapter 174: The Little Diva Acts Recklessly, Yang Zi Will Soon Meet a Talent

Inside the red carpet venue.

"Hey, tell me... do you think Chi Ye can win an award this time?"

Yang Zi followed a person in charge with a shifty look in his eyes, tentatively asking.

The person in charge was puzzled: "What does it have to do with you whether he wins an award or not?"

Yang Zi twisted his mouth, eager to try: "I just want to be an award presenter for Chi Ye, you know."

Person in charge: "?"

A son presenting an award to his father?

That’s turning the natural order upside down!

He said bluntly: "

Facing such a gaze, a normal person would usually feel uncomfortable all over, and their expression would stiffen. But Long Tianwei walked in with his head held high and chest out, calm and composed, then stood at the very end on the right side, as if he hadn't seen them at all.

At this moment, Duan Qiu needed support the most; although he had suppressed the silver-haired man, he couldn't kill the opponent at all. If Hong Lian came over, she could help Duan Qiu hold back the other Supremes.

"Since that's the case, we should celebrate even more," Zheng Xueping said with a flushed face as he picked up the wine bottle. This time, without Li Xuemei's interference, he poured a glass for Zheng Ji without further ado.

If he knew that the bullet just now was merely a stray bullet, one that had gone off-course from a Lin family assault trooper, he wondered what he would think.

Yang Ting was very conflicted; on one side was the leader of the Anti-Yellow Alliance, and on the other was his benefactor who had saved him and a friend he wanted to associate with. He didn't want to hurt either of them.

Chu Tianyu didn't know what kind of situation this was, so he had no choice but to gamble once and continue circulating the cultivation mantra of the Primordial Art.

Da Mao, who had just steadied himself, had no time to dodge at all. He could only raise his hands, forming a cross above his head, and blocked Yuan Xing's attack once again.

It could be seen that in Ye Feng's hand, a transparent spirit body only three feet tall was floating there. If one looked closely, they would discover that the spirit body had a face almost identical to that of the yellow-robed youth! This spirit body was precisely the soul of the yellow-robed youth.

"Someone heard that Fellow Daoist Ye reached the early stage of the Out-of-Body realm after only cultivating for four hundred years. This speed of advancement truly makes someone feel ashamed," the Master of Tianlan Studio said with a faint smile.

Compared to other contestants, Gu Rong was indeed somewhat afraid of Chu Tianyu. He was shocked that he could subdue enemies in a single move; his methods were so high-level and his strikes so fierce that he was somewhat fearful and dared not act recklessly.

A knock on the door sounded, and in less than three seconds, the door opened. What Lu Qi saw was Ling Zun, who was already fully dressed.

However, the Profound Clarity Temple clearly had guests today. An old Daoist priest with a full head of silver hair, an aged face, and a white beard was sitting opposite Yuan Tiangang at this moment. He looked much older than Yuan Tiangang, yet he was still very spirited, lacking the twilight aura typical of the elderly.

Yin Shaoming also felt quite excited. His bright eyes gazed quietly at Lu Qi, and a touch of joy appeared on his handsome face. He didn't know why Lu Qi would do this, but he was incomparably grateful in his heart.

The process of a special script is different; its core element is not 'defeating the BOSS,' but true role-playing, requiring players to act out specific roles and then complete a series of tasks.

Struck by this sudden blow, Fang Xian's body fell off the martial arts stage uncontrollably. When he looked at Li Yuyun again, the latter was clutching her chest with one hand, the other resting on her knee, her body half-bowed, looking as if she had overexerted herself.

Afterwards, Yi Le looked at Eriri, this unexpected person. Eriri was no different from Kirino at this moment; although her facial expression couldn't be seen, judging from her somewhat stiff body, she was also extremely nervous inside.

Of course, the mentality of Shuang Han and the others wasn't fragile to that extent. He frowned, clearly not having expected the situation to turn out like this.

"Hehe, since Qingqing has her own thoughts, then let it be as if the old man never said those words before—let's go, back to the manor!" Gao Jiong let go of the carriage curtain, a warm smile still hanging on his face. As the curtain fell, he was hidden back into the darkness inside the carriage.