Chapter 138: Stirring Up Trouble

After Leaving the Mountain, the Powerful Celestial Master Was Forced to Marry Little Wine 1285 words 2026-04-01 06:55:06

There were four people in the room, and the other three were staring at her with unfriendly eyes.

The director coughed awkwardly, trying to find a way to blame Su Qinli.

"Then why didn't you tell me in advance? This is a dereliction of your duty."

Su Qinli was filled with confusion. What? Her dereliction of duty? How was it her dereliction of duty?

Just as she was about to retort...

Seeing Nianci speak with such foresight, Wuyin calmed down and followed him out.

After the anger subsided and Old Man Liu left, Wang Xing did not even bother to put on his clothes; he walked into his bedroom exposed, pulled up the quilt, and covered himself.

It was not just him; the survivors of what was once called the Era of Sin all looked up at the sky in unison.

"Die!" Although Jiang Han was filled with doubts, he did not hold back. After forcing these people back, he struck out with both palms in quick succession.

Zhang Yongchang of the Zhengyi School of Celestial Masters and Feng Lingxiao of the Immortal Sword Sect were both present in person. Although Wang Yuanshan of the Maoshan Sect did not come, Dong Heyang led his disciples, his presence as a sect leader demonstrating the sincerity of his intentions.

"No, brother, you cannot take her life. Let me go instead." Lian Hua flashed in front of Kathleen, spreading his arms to block her.

"Clang!" A sword intent soared to the heavens as "Tang" abruptly left its sheath. The immense force sent it flying into mid-air, spinning wildly; poor Xie Tianen was dragged back and forth through the sky by the sword.

Zhao Lin nodded and took the lead, guiding Zhang Qingyuan and Lu Ping to the main hall in the backyard. Someone had already lit the lamps, and the area was brightly illuminated. Servants were rushing about, tidying up and decorating, busy beyond measure.

This was not something Chen Xiao had intentionally thought of; it was the perception of the gap caused by Chen Xiao's power and realm.

The commercial shoot was simple. An Xi had only one line to deliver, and the rest was just his old trade: playing basketball.

After the vegetable porridge was cooked, the young man scooped a bowl into a food container. He then carried it out of the villa, took a detour, and arrived at the cliff behind the estate.

There was no further activity until late at night, when the ship suddenly began to shake violently, followed by a series of loud crashes.

Gao Xun did not answer immediately. Notifying the Macau police was a contingency plan; clearly, they were prepared in case the target managed to escape.

The joy of regaining what was lost. On the night news arrived that the Zhangqiu dam had burst, he had had a nightmare in which she was adrift in the floodwaters, surrounded by wolves and wild beasts on the banks. In that strange environment, she struggled alone, with neither Ma Cong nor him there to help.

"What is it? What happened now?" Admiral Terrence, already as skittish as a frightened bird, immediately pressed for answers upon hearing this.

Of course, this relieved Pang Wanchun’s awkwardness. He downed the blood wine in one gulp and then draped his arm around Tang Long’s shoulder as they huddled together.

By this time, Mumu had stopped crying, but she remained sitting there quietly, hugging her knees, motionless as if she were asleep.

She had left in such a rush that day that she forgot to notify Xiao Qian. It wasn't until after work that evening, when she didn't see her return, that Xiao Qian called her and learned she had already gone back to Bincheng. The two had not been in touch since.

In the end, the Chinese team won a total of two silver medals, ranking ninth among all participating nations in this year's games.

"What? You are actually going to start making single-player games?" As a veteran actor, Ye Chenxi could switch into character instantly.

Xu Le stretched out his hand and shaped a halo of light. He had previously thought that the Desolate Heavenly Emperor had always existed, acting only as an observer who silently watched the development of the world without ever actively interfering.

"So, are you staying with relatives or...?" Now that Lu Weiqi knew her situation, he couldn't help but feel concerned, even though it was clear from her clothes and the car she drove that she was likely doing quite well.