Chapter 40: A Handsome Man Steps into the Frame!

Jiang Heming and Mo Yingtao saw this message at the same time, their eyes twitching slightly. They turned helplessly toward Gu Zhaojing, who was standing opposite them.

Xia Huajiao was both annoyed and amused. "Meilili, my dear, you really can't stop thinking about that handsome guy, can you?"

Meilili: [Is the handsome guy coming? If he shows his face, I'll gift 10 airships!]

"Taomeijia" chimed in at the perfect moment: [Same here!]

Soon after, many long-time fans began posting comments:

Wei Zhuang spent eight years on the mountain studying medicine and eight years knowing Wang Da and Wang Er, yet he had never once visited their home.

"If the Taoist priest is willing to spare our lives, we will listen to whatever he says!" The man with dark skin, who appeared to be the leader, knelt in the center and pleaded desperately with Qin Yi.

Ye Bin had not yet officially appeared on the silver screen, so naturally, he wouldn't be filming any nude advertisements. How, then, did Bacy know about Ye Bin's fit physique?

In private, both of them couldn't help but shake their heads with a trace of mockery; it was clear they were disappointed by Jiang Chen's performance.

It is like a lump of clay; you can use various methods to make it hard or soft, but no matter how you change it, the essence of the clay remains the same, never exceeding the physical limits of its material.

Because Snow White could not let the Fourth Progenitor, Akatsuki Kojou, die at the hands of others. As long as he remained her ward, she was the only one permitted to erase him.

"He's over here! Don't let him get away!" The Great Qin soldiers on the roof commanded their comrades, reporting Tianming's exact location.

Elsewhere, a man in a black leather jacket sat in an office with a suitcase in front of him and a mobile phone resting on top of it.

As for Sakazuki, if he had attacked Nor directly, he probably would have ended up like Borsalino—simply knocked unconscious or severely injured. But all three knew that it was too late to say anything now.

Saving Loulan—even Jiang Lu himself did not believe such a ridiculous claim. There had to be an ulterior motive hidden within this.

"Is that so? Then the warm-up should be over." When Jose opened his eyes again, his pupils had turned pitch black. Stones on the ground began to rise, caught in the wake of the magic power surging from his entire body.

Zhu Yao was full of confidence; to her, cultivation was just a matter of time. But once she settled into meditation to guide the energy into her body, she realized how naive she had been.

After a moment of contemplation, a purple sword beam slashed through the air. This was the ultimate trump card of my Mad Blade technique; if struck by this beam, even a massive mountain would be left with a gash at least a meter deep.

Bai Lian held Ye Chen tightly, a hazy light radiating from her body. She had heard Ye Feng's voice, and the tears in her eyes had already been dried.

"I was just panicked for a moment." At the time, I only wanted to find a safe place to settle Yue Ying, so I subconsciously tucked her into my spiritual consciousness.

Before it could finish speaking, Zhu Yao had already raised her fist and began to pummel its round body, striking wherever she saw a target, using all her strength, one punch after another.

"Fortunately, our army killed over three hundred of the enemy, while our side suffered only ten casualties. It’s not a major issue," Chao Ding said with an awkward laugh.

"Shut up!" Zhu Yao glared at it fiercely and struggled to sit up, not stopping to wonder how it had suddenly learned to speak. She only felt that its noise was making her pain worse.

Seeing the attack launched by that consciousness, Long Xingyu knew he could no longer wait, and at that instant, his counter-attack erupted.

*Cough, cough.* To think so much while killing a monster—it seems I am truly beyond saving; my mind is just too depraved.

Fortunately, these three "resurrected" Southeast Asians were not living people at all, but "living corpses," so I felt no guilt.

Duan Chunzhi remained silent. No matter how persistent she was, everyone kept trying to persuade her, but she had no desire to change her mind. This was a decision she had made long ago. It wasn't that she hadn't considered their advice, but compared to those concerns, she simply wanted to stay in Licheng to be with her family.