Chapter Thirty-One: CEO Shang’s Mother Must Have Been a Great Beauty

Why is everyone so bold today?

Qiu Yi had been fond of bringing young couples together within the entertainment circle for quite some time. Seeing Xu Wanjun stare intently at Shang Jiuxu from the moment she stepped onto the stage, only to hurriedly avert her eyes whenever he looked her way, she was delighted to lend them a hand.

Who would not enjoy shipping a handsome man and a beautiful woman? Especially someone as unattainable as Shang Jiuxu. If they missed this opportunity, they might never get to see gossip about him again.

Xu Wanjun’s acting was truly excellent; there was no need to—

Introduction: An unidentified liquid obtained from a slime monster in the illusionary world of unidentified creatures awakened. It seemed to possess a self-activating effect.

Just thinking about it was unbelievable! What was more, such an enchanting figure was standing right before Xuan’er and Mammoth at that very moment.

Shen Lin’s words left me utterly depressed. I could not understand why things had turned out this way.

Warriors. These skeleton soldiers must all have been extraordinarily powerful warriors in life. Even now, despite being dead, they still held their spines straight and defended their dignity with the rusty blades in their hands.

Elvis believed that if the Wind Roc Clan continued to develop steadily, perhaps the next Beast Emperor to rule over all the orcs would emerge from the Wind Roc Clan. Elvis himself might not live to see that day, but his eldest son, Terrence, was brave and skilled in battle, while his second son, Fred, was rich in strategy. Together, they would surely bring glory to the Wind Roc Clan.

This was the residence of a wealthy household, enclosed by tall walls. A row of eight tiled rooms stood at the center of the courtyard, with several side rooms on either side. The Japanese invaders had occupied the main house, while Chen Wu’s soldiers occupied the side rooms, and the two sides were locked in a tense standoff.

As it turned out, when Hao Yan used the Wood Elf princess as leverage and forced Patriarch Shanruo to hand over the divine fruit wine, Liu Ying realized how serious the situation was and immediately activated the teleportation array, hurrying to the Earth Elf tribe to bring reinforcements.

In particular, the fourth team, having won this match, would still have to return to the arena after the competition and battle the team that had lost for the right to compete in the finals.

As blood streamed from the Green Gang member’s thigh and quickly dyed his trousers red, a pained scream burst from his mouth. The sharp blade in his hand fell to the ground, and the agony in his wounded thigh nearly caused him to collapse when his legs could no longer support him.

Each level of the Nine Dragon Pagoda was its own space, corresponding to a different battle technique. If someone truly succeeded in refining the Nine Dragon Pagoda, immortal-grade battle techniques would appear within it—perhaps even techniques capable of creating an entire world.

As for the blond man with the flat-top haircut, he was naturally shaken as well. However, he seemed to be a newcomer too, part of another wave that had arrived after Yun Li left the novice village. Thus, greed and apprehension warred equally in his eyes.

There were no guests at the Health Garden, so the place was naturally much quieter. Even so, Qin Ruoxi and Han Qiuxue could still see everyone bustling about.

“It’s fine. If you don’t like Hidden Sky Village, I guarantee no one will dare force you to stay.” Upon hearing this, Sasuke replied at once.

A whirling sword formation radiated an overwhelming aura as it spun furiously. It was none other than Zhou Xun’s ultimate technique, Nine Flashes of the Demon.

She clearly felt an extremely hard part of his body pressing against her thigh.

For a moment, the students could not decide which was more outrageous: their former professor’s tax evasion and tax fraud, or the fact that their current professor was an AI projection.

The mountain, originally black as ink, grew hazy beneath the reflection of the evening glow. In the distance, it resembled a Buddha shrouded in ten thousand rays of radiance, creating the illusion of something sacred and inviolable.

Song Shiyun paid no attention to the wound on her neck. If Li Bumian had wanted to kill her, she would already have been dead. He would not be negotiating with her like this. That proved that, to Li Bumian, she was more valuable alive.

“Not only now—even in the future, so long as Your Majesty the Retired Emperor does not threaten his position or safety, he will never do anything to you.” Pei Ji glanced at Li Yuan and spoke with utmost seriousness.