21 Crispy Fried Chicken

When Cai Mao reached the estate, Liu Biao and Liu Pan had already clarified the situation in full. Seeing Cai Mao arrive with troops, Liu Biao hastily rebuked the soldiers and allowed Liu Pan to escape. Surprisingly, this actually deterred the troops, though only temporarily.

Observing the monster created by Bao Qi's own hands, Qiu Xuan knew he had made the right choice. He clearly sensed a formidable power emanating from the creature; while not exceptionally strong in his eyes—certainly incomparable to himself—it was already beyond the reach of ordinary Xiantian experts.

"Is it done?" Qin Muchen’s languid voice echoed, and Su Nian’an, steeling herself, carried the dishes out directly.

Along the way, in his conversation with You Jingyan, he boasted about every little thing he had done, as if terrified that You Jingyan might not know the extent of his past deeds.

Chen Fei said, "This matter is not as important as you think. I shall take my leave now." Having said that, Chen Fei flew away. Once he was gone, Li’s complexion changed noticeably.

"Would I lie to you? I’ve already posted it on Weibo today. Even if I could fool you, could I fool tens of millions of viewers?" Chu Feng insisted emphatically.

It seems one truly should not do evil, for once such deeds are committed, they implicate one’s descendants and leave one with no peace even after death.

Moreover, the technical requirements for this are not particularly high. Given the current level of technology on Earth, any tech company with a bit of expertise could manufacture this once they possessed the technical documentation.

The crowd looked toward the source of the sound, only to see He Yiming’s hands suddenly covered in an eerie, ghostly blue hue, with the veins beneath his skin clearly visible, making one’s hair stand on end.

Heng Xi followed the instructions one by one, but the last piece was a bit too high to reach. Ling Mo immediately picked him up so he could place it.

Why should she live? With a sinking gaze, Diao Manrong looked at the mountain cave opposite and, steeling her nerves, prepared to run over.

He did not want to rub salt into Su Xia’s wounds. Although she appeared indifferent, Su Jin’yan was not a god and could not possibly fathom what was truly in another person's heart.

If that detestable fellow really came to the Ruan household to serve as a slave, she would have to torment and humiliate him properly to teach him that one’s attitude must match one’s status. Hmph… she grumbled to herself while storming back.

Qianqian had been patrolling the hotel for a long time, having checked many areas, when she suddenly encountered Qi Ranxi, who had just left in a fury, in the hotel garden. Why did she have such a feeling of being caught in a narrow path with a nemesis?

Xiang Tiantian flipped the marriage certificate over, glanced at it, and looked up at Ouyang Yi, who was smiling as he held the document in his hands.

After entering, a piece of tattered clothing flew toward Long Yuntian. A blurred character for "Mystic" was written on it, but Long Yuntian recognized the material at a glance—it was a hemp-cotton blend unique to the Dragon Taming Sect. Looking further into the distance, Xuan Kui was there, digging for something.

She had no other choice; having struggled so hard to reach this day and possessing everything, she was absolutely unwilling to lose it again.

While the Fenghua Palace plotted against Consort Liang Shu, the Fengqi Palace was scheming how to use the Fenghua Palace to deal with the Fifth Prince. Though both sides were wary of each other's movements, to suggest they would retreat because of it was impossible. Amidst this infighting, the day the Emperor was to leave the palace for the Heaven-Worshiping Ceremony drew ever closer.

Having walked for a long time like stars orbiting the moon without triggering any task, Huoliquankai felt increasingly uneasy. Could he have been played by "Where the Petals Fall in Dreams"?

Hiding himself beneath the sand, Qingyang silently activated the "Wild Horse Trapping Technique." The desert temperature would drop at night, allowing some moisture to accumulate, which was the precise moment Qingyang could perceive things without a sound.

In his previous life’s memories, the two sides had only occasional friction, and as for starting a war, that had never happened. In any case, life had to go on.

Having returned, Haling saw the bartender's actions and rushed over to stop him. After all, Lin Yu had already been drugged unconscious, so there was no need to take his anger out on him.

Naruto let out another beastly roar, raised his head, and glared fiercely at Sasuke. His pupils were no longer as they had been, but vertical, and the three faint marks on his face, which looked like animal whiskers, had become even more pronounced.

Of course, faced with such arrogant rhetoric, Fang Chuanxin retaliated without mercy. Even if the opponent is an idiot, one must defeat them ruthlessly; this is the stature of the world’s number one.

Lin Yu, however, watched the scene with amusement. Although Kaide appeared to want to persuade Sean earnestly, he could see that Sean’s mind had not yet recovered from the previous examination, so he hadn't heard a single word of what Kaide said.

Crossing one leg, Meiying rested her other foot on Xiuyan’s abdomen, then leaned back against the sofa armrest.

Lin Tian was just about to act, but then he reconsidered, thinking it would be too much trouble to go directly. Since he had everything prepared, that guy Fan Tong would definitely come to sponge off him for food and drink, so it wouldn't be too late to talk about it then.

All members of the "Super Think Tank," including their families, were enjoying a life of top-tier comfort under the "Alien Alliance." Now, it was time for them to contribute.

Bai An only felt a hand forcefully push him out of the middle of the road, followed immediately by a loud "bang."

The people around Xu Yong immediately covered his mouth, but Xu Yong was too terrified to stop.

Jing Yu did not even glance at him, focusing instead on Xinyuan. She was frightened, and seeing her precious bottle shattered, she looked at the fragments on the ground with heartache, completely unaware of what was behind her.

The treasure chest against the key, and the term "wanderer" being a perfect match for the "Fool" in the Tarot cards—this was why Chen Fan said the hint was far too straightforward.

He left after uttering such an incoherent remark. Situ Xuanlang’s words made her feel very strange. Could something be about to happen in the imperial palace?

"Qin Zhou, could I trouble you to invite Tianjizi here?" Murong Jie pondered for a moment and said. Regarding matters of curses, he felt it was best to invite a professional.

Ye Fanhua wore a sullen face as he carried the person in his arms to the inner bed, covered her with the quilt, and then walked out.

He was no stranger to this young woman’s appearance; she was the one in the editor-in-chief’s avatar on his chat software.

This third uncle was unscrupulous. If he were to show up on his own, Ye Junru had no idea what exorbitant demands might be made.