Chapter 127: Lu Zhijun Falls Gravely Ill

At that very moment, a divine light streaked in, piercing his primordial spirit and riddling his heart with holes in the process.

It is common knowledge that the Beijing Television Film and Television Production Center has always been the backyard of China Central Television.

Activating his Heavenly Eye, he peered through the white mist, allowing Jiang Fusheng to catch a glimpse of the desolate island, though it was still too distant for him to see clearly.

Yet, he was a highly capable man who could endure hardship; at only forty-something years of age, he already held a stellar reputation among the workers at the factory.

After scanning the area with his divine sense, Qin Yuan found the answer: revenue had increased by forty percent compared to the previous quarter.

Everyone in the tribe now had warm clothes to wear and shoes on their feet. The men were happy to roam outside, frequently venturing out for collective hunts.

As the palm energy swept past, a sonic boom erupted, toppling the Manchurian ash tree and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Large-scale signing ceremonies like this place great importance on timing. Zhu Shan had heard that the date and time were calculated by a master. It was truly strange that it hadn't started yet and that neither the representatives of Party A nor Party B had made an appearance.

As his arms swung, the others followed his movements. Chen Shuang watched Chen Hongjing on stage; he still possessed a raw, nervous energy regarding the stage, yet he respected it and gave his all to make the performance look its best.

"So you just stuffed the food into my room, how wonderful," Chen Shuang said with a smile that didn't reach her eyes.

Establishing a new institution first requires talent, but talent is a hot commodity everywhere, creating a conflict that Wang Shibi could not reconcile. Only Xu You could step in to issue an imperial decree to resolve it.

The arrival of Lord Cangqiong caused a stir in the Mercenary Guild; recently, Lord Cangqiong’s reputation had been soaring like the midday sun.

She had to go to Fahua Temple tomorrow to see them off, but how could she bear to face them when the murderer had yet to be brought to justice?

If not for the Spirit Talisman, Li Yi feared he would have been cornered by the black cat before he could even create distance. Now, with the addition of the Thick-Earth Bead, he was able to launch an immediate counterattack.

Essentially, it was a new imperial examination system designed by Xu You, combining the lessons learned from the Tang and Song dynasties with the insights of later generations, avoiding the pitfalls of thousands of years to make the system as fair as possible.

In the minds of the common people, salt was a precious commodity, and as for the varieties... well, what varieties could there be? It was just one thing.

After hastily finishing a meal that lacked any flavor, Chu Nan thought about it and decided it wouldn't do. No matter what, he had taken advantage of Gongsun Yuyan; even if it were unintentional, he was at least partially in the wrong. It would be better to take the initiative to admit his mistake and try to maintain a good relationship.

Zhou Zhong really wanted to slap the guy. You are so pathetic; it’s the first time I’ve ever seen someone pray that a raw jade stone wouldn't yield any green.

This caused insomnia, and insomnia weakened one's psychological resilience, leading into a cycle of various clinical syndromes, spiraling out of control until one could no longer extricate themselves.

Guan Ming lay on a rocking chair with his head tilted, looking much like an elderly grandfather passing away naturally in the sunset scenes of a television drama.

This made Gao Ang feel even more uneasy. He gently patted the neck of the Seven-Colored Divine Phoenix, urging it to release its radiant glow to illuminate the surroundings and assess the situation.

"Why waste so much breath on him? I want to see if his fire can withstand my Golden Body!" the burly man huffed, instantly flying to Qin Ling's side.

Although they hadn't seen each other for many years, Qin Ling still carried her blood within him—blood is thicker than water—and a complex, unique emotion mingled with his regret.

The four of them were the deans of the four major colleges under the Xuanyuan Academy: Azure Dragon Dean Dongfang Zheyan, White Tiger Dean Ximen Yu'er, Vermilion Bird Dean Nangong Mianbao, and Black Tortoise Dean Beiming Zhong.

Within the opponent's divine domain, not only did Gao Ang’s power become sluggish, but his equipment was also affected. Apart from his full set of SSR+ Level 9 gear, several defensive divine artifacts failed one after another, leaving Gao Ang in a precarious state amidst the opponent's violent assault.

Despite having her firm, springy bottom patted, Poison Scorpion didn't say much—perhaps she was used to it—but her contemplative gaze lingered on Ye Bapao, as if trying to see right through him.

Under the influence of various factors, it was Gao Ang's overwhelming equipment advantage that caused the city-guarding holy beast and the Bellos monster's sneak attack to end in failure.

Her hair grew down to the bottom of her shoulder blades; without moisture, it would have been quite beautiful, but at this moment, it looked like an unwrung mop, giving her a very eccentric appearance.

Although the carriage driver was a practitioner, he was not a master who had seen the world like them. He stood stunned for a long time, until he heard a voice from behind.

Gao Chenxi looked at the heated training session with great pleasure. If these arrogant special forces soldiers hadn't been cooperative, he wouldn't have had any good way to improve their strength. Fortunately, he had already conquered them with his own prowess; in the future, these soldiers would become the pillars of the nation.

Cheng Ping had been a bit disgruntled at first, as the work he did was truly exhausting and lacked any real significance.

After returning home, Su Jinxi sat on the bed for a long while before finally going into the bathroom to wash up.

Sitting up, Xing Zeyuan gazed at the murmuring stream, his deep eyes resembling the starlit sky that had vanished above him.

Chenxi asked them again if there had been any other leaders here previously. Why was the highest-ranking commander of a twenty-thousand-man force only a Chief of Staff with the rank of Senior Colonel?

After the deafening roar raged for an unknown duration, the final thundercloud dispersed, and sunlight returned to the world.

Before long, Yuna began to moan incoherently, her hands and legs flailing without consciousness.

For King Yaroglek, this was not good news. He quickly ordered his scouts, "Go and see exactly how many people have come!"

However, Blue Sky and the others didn't find the One-Eyed Dragon imposing at all; instead, they thought the guy had a screw loose. Who had ever seen a group of low-level cultivators try to rob someone with a higher cultivation, and to do so with such arrogance? Wasn't that just asking for death?

"Fine, but drink a little less," Ye Chenfeng said, patting Su Jinru's head as he spoke.

These words revealed Qin Feining's pride; he didn't hold a mere Ma family in any regard. Ma Lizhi was instantly stunned. Judging by Qin Feining's attitude, he might turn hostile at any moment. Although Qin Feining's troops looked well-drilled, it was unclear how effective their combat power truly was.

An Intermediate Star Emperor—likewise an Intermediate Star Emperor who had condensed the Star Dao—but that Star Emperor's Dao was clearly more powerful than Huan Xuansheng's; one could even say he was a powerhouse on the same level as Golden Horn.