Volume 1, Chapter 126: Spreading Rumors, The Chen Meiqi Lip-Syncing Scandal!!!

"What... what is going on here?"

"Pop diva Chen Meiqi, pop diva Sister Ying, and... the young pop prince, Wang Junjie?"

"Old Jin, you’ve done it! I asked you to invite one diva to help with our promotion, and you brought back such a star-studded lineup. You are one reliable old classmate!"

"You know, with these celebrities promoting us, our shop will be a celebrity hotspot within half a year. Every influencer in town will be flocking here!"

Recovering his senses and watching the big stars dancing on stage, Brother Long became instantly ecstatic, showering Boss Jin with excited praise.

Meanwhile, Boss Jin was already moved to tears, wiping his eyes as he watched the energetic performance on stage.

And then there was Su...

Secondly, the fact that they managed to break out of the Bronze Immortal Palace was entirely thanks to Lin Feng and Ye Fan. They were the ones most qualified to claim such divine materials. Ji Ziyue might seem scatterbrained at times, but she remained clear-headed at critical moments and was not blinded by the treasures.

Song Ming was being steadily pushed back by the undead creatures, and Li Yan did not pay him much attention.

Having lived a second life, Lin Feng naturally had no desire to associate with such people. He preferred to quell these ancient, conspiratorial upheavals alone. This path was destined to be difficult, filled with blood and war, and Lin Feng had to prepare himself here and now.

However, Sima Zhongda was clearly not so easily subdued. Following beside Wang Hou, he surveyed Mount Dingjun, where the banners of the Shu army—marked with the characters for Liu, Huang, and Chen—were faintly visible. The Three Kingdoms’ greatest old pretender merely frowned and shook his head.

Sister Lu did not tell him to stop joking, and his brother did not scold him for the quip. Both pairs of eyes stared straight at him, their expressions strange, as if they were surprised that he had discovered some secret.

The reason it could be activated was that once the power of the card convergence was triggered, the resulting fused card could bypass the cost of card-wielding power and ability energy, allowing it to be used directly once.

Ye Tingmo was quite satisfied with Yin Ruojun calling him "Big Brother," so he accepted the request and stayed quietly obedient, though he could clearly be seen stifling a laugh.

Song Yuanyuan shouted instinctively, but as soon as the sound began, Lu Jinyu stuffed a towel into her mouth, stifling her voice.

Cui Xuena trembled all over, her nostrils flaring; her mind was filled with nothing but helplessness and despair.

Come to think of it, if it were a permanent slumber, that would be too excessive; the card would probably be added to the legendary forbidden list.

However, this difference was mainly reflected in combat experience. Compared to the White-Robed Army, the local militia, which had only tangled with bandits and horse thieves, had less exposure to real bloodshed, and the largest battle they had fought was on a scale of only about a thousand people. In terms of equipment, however, they were not inferior.

That day, he fell into madness. In his eyes, there was only one sight: to kill every living creature before him. In his heart, there was only one thought: to destroy every world he held dear.

The old man with the long beard was interrupted by a burly man with a fierce face. After speaking, the man cracked his knuckles, turned his head, and fixed a cold, murderous gaze on Ming He.

Yue Shan moved like a black gale. Clutching a set of combined mandarin duck blades, he followed closely behind the blades he had thrown. Stepping across a branch, he used a strange technique to throw two more combined blades, then disassembled the last one in his hand, gripping a piece in each hand as he slashed down toward Mu Lingtian.

Lost in thought, Ye Mo returned to his room, took off his ill-fitting pajamas, and went into the bathroom to wash up.

How I long to hold your warm palm as we did before, but you are not by my side; I entrust the gentle breeze to carry my well-wishes to you.

Kim Taeyeon, she seems pretty good. Well then, I’ll treat you a bit better tomorrow. As for whether I’ll acknowledge your position as captain, that depends on your performance. Keep working hard, Comrade Kim Taeyeon.

"I didn't expect him to come too. It seems the evil faction has sent quite a few people this time!" another older cultivator remarked.

In the northwest borderlands, the cold wind whistled. Although it was already April, the weather still carried a chill, but at least it lacked the damp cold of Sichuan, so it was finally a bit more bearable.

But upon returning, he saw that the area by the door had been cleared. The neighbors had taken their things away, seemingly having returned the land to them.

Looking at Lin An, he appeared to be an ordinary cultivator in every way. Even if he had been cultivating since birth, his current level shouldn't be very high, Duan De mused, calculating his odds of winning if he were to attack Lin An.

In that instant, I suddenly remembered that this guy looked exactly like that rampaging robot I encountered at the science museum—also unreasonably strong, combative, and incapable of speech.

Leng Mengyao was not aiming at Su Xun's body, but at the ground beneath his feet. With a sharp "thwip," the arrow pierced the earth and instantly shattered into countless ice crystals that scattered across the ground.

"Ouch..." Yue Han rubbed her shoulder, feeling sore from head to toe.

Exchanging glances, the four formation masters of the Qianqiu family looked solemn. They each took out the spirit-binding stones they had prepared in advance and dispersed toward the four directions of the Chen estate under the cover of night.

"If Brother Dugu wishes to challenge the soul masters of the world, our Soul Fighting Arena can designate the Third Branch Arena exclusively for a challenge tournament for you. What does Brother Dugu think?" Xue Xingji asked hurriedly.

Huang Ze pulled his arms back, then slammed his hands together toward the man. Instantly, the man’s movements stopped.

Just as he entered the door, he saw Lin An sitting idly by the TV playing a game, while Chui Xue was standing obediently by his side, serving him from time to time, feeding him fruit and snacks.

Old Mr. Wang had accompanied Zhuang Chengyun to the competition venue early in the morning, and Mrs. Wang was very easygoing; not only did she let her go without a fuss, but she even specially provided a car to make it easier for her to get around.

Seeing this, Shui Bing'er’s lips curled upward, and the third soul ring on her body lit up instantly, releasing an ice ring.

Large numbers of the fantasy species fled back to their encampments, but a portion of the Orc species still fought against the blood-mist dire wolves of the Gray Wolf Cavalry.

Even though the matter of match-fixing wasn't explicitly mentioned, the word "altercation" seemed to have already condemned Lin Suifeng.

However, compared to the scroll left by the Sword Bone Douluo, the soul skills of the other ancestors were left upon that Wall of Faith.

After sending the message, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, as if he could already see himself dominating the mid-lane.

Logically speaking, the White-Browed Clan had treated Wumian quite well; aside from not handing over the position of patriarch, they had granted him whatever resources he requested.