Volume 1, Chapter 57: Could it be... the two of them are the same person?

"Doesn't the ending of Su Nianxi's new song 'Stand in the wind' sound a lot like the prelude to 'Star Sand' released by Ye Zhixia this time? Is no one going to point this out? If Ye Zhixia plagiarized the song from the great MOROS, then doesn't that mean Su Nianxi did the same??" The manager repeated the content of the comment on the screen, letting out a cold snort. "Look at this, this is truly 'finding what you seek without even looking, as it comes effortlessly.' As long as it is tied to Su Nianxi, netizens will immediately turn to attack her instead, so you won't have to worry about your reputation suffering any damage."

With that, he picked up his phone and dialed the public relations department: "Hurry up and..."

After all, this place was not near the royal capital; bandits roamed the surrounding areas. Moreover, since none of these cities belonged to any single noble's territory, no one was willing to spend a huge price to suppress the bandits for everyone else's benefit. Consequently, the nearby outlaws were quite rampant.

When the last Japanese soldier hiding in the corner and begging for mercy was pierced through the heart by Da Zhuzi with a single blade, the entire battlefield finally grew quiet.

"What on earth is going on?" Regna stared at Orgalok, the killing intent in his eyes practically taking physical form.

Xuelian looked in agony at the ferocious-looking Beao, watching the person she once knew turn into such a ghostly monstrosity, her heart aching as if being carved by knives.

"Elder sister, just let Lin Chen take a look at it. He's not going to eat it, and besides, what's so rare about this broken bead!" Bai Yunyi grabbed the Biyue Bead directly and shoved it into Lin Chen's arms.

The blood-red eyes slowly shifted, turning toward the direction where the person was holding the iceberg snow lotus. When Li Hai's vacant gaze locked onto the core of the iceberg snow lotus, his eyes suddenly underwent a violent twitch. A trace of struggling emotion flashed through his pupils, but it immediately dissolved back into a ferocious and unrecognizable grimace.

He hurriedly snapped out of his flashback, then plunged into the Soul Suppression Pagoda, escaping deep into the dense forest.

Zhao Shixun walked over to the well, threw the man's corpse into it, and then dragged a heavy stone slab from the courtyard to seal the well opening.

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you." Alexander revealed a smile of 'as expected.'

The air in the forbidden land had perhaps been bred in death and slaughter for too long; continuous traces of corrosion could be found on the trees all around. Even Ye Feng had no choice but to circulate his blood source energy to resist the corrosion of the forbidden area's air on his body.

"You are the heretics, odious!" Hearing the opponent call them heretics left and right, Beibei immediately shrieked in a high-pitched voice, her face tinged with anger. The opponent was insulting her boss's family.

However, nobody shouted, and instead, all of them stared at him blankly, exceptionally quiet amidst the firelight of the burning houses.

As for that Wu clan martial cultivator, he had been knocked to the ground by a slap, seemingly dazed by the inexplicable blow, and had forgotten to get up while lying on the dirt.

Now it was confirmed: there were only a dozen or so Japanese devils left in the county seat town, and the puppet troops were also few. Their military strength was depleted to the absolute extreme.

Although William had many capable and prestigious nobles under his command like Duke Hubert, only a handful could truly be trusted by him. Furthermore, they each shouldered heavy responsibilities and could not easily put down the affairs in their hands to assist the crown prince.

"Go and check out a male student named Ma Shangfeng at Chunan High School. Find out which websites he has visited recently, as well as all his movements over the past year. I want it all by tomorrow!" Chu Rumeng gently tapped her slender, jade-like fingers on the desktop and said.

"I'm fine with anything, I'll listen to you." Changge spread his hands and wore a helpless expression. "Just don't try to shift the blame onto me if something goes wrong by then," Changge joked.

Boom! There were still more than thirty Japanese devils shouting and screaming for the soldiers on the mountain path to retreat quickly, when suddenly, with a whistling sound, a large heavy object smashed down.

"I've been waiting impatiently for a long time!" Everyone chimed in with their replies, evidently eager to begin the personnel screening process.

No matter how formidable an object might be, as long as its underlying principle was understood, the factory could manufacture it on a large scale.

The first one was Gan Ning. After failing in Yizhou, this Gan Ning had drifted down to Jingzhou. Originally, he was just reluctantly serving under Huang Zu's command, but ever since a new prefect took office, he was unexpectedly promoted directly to General Crossing the River, summoned to Xiangyang, and given immortal medicine, which enhanced his personal abilities.

Gao Yiwei clenched his teeth, seeing the tall building of the People's Hospital far ahead, and then controlled the vehicle's speed, watching for an opportunity to make a turn.

At the time, however, Xie Juzhen was deeply moved and subsequently studied the art of taking medicinal pills diligently under Pei Qing. The so-called art of taking pills was actually the practice of injection skills in later generations. This technique was simple in essence—as long as one gained proficiency, there would be no problems. Xie Juzhen's intelligence was not low to begin with, so learning this was not an issue.

Di Feixuan's reaction was like someone seeing such a shocking sight for the very first time; a blush uncontrollably crept up his cold and aloof face, and his gaze began to wander.

This was not merely a matter of money, nor was it a question of whether the law was fair, but rather a profound issue concerning whether the public order and good customs of the entire society could move in the right direction.

"Grandfather, if it's about industrial investment or something similar, will the Ning family issue investment funds to us? Or is it virtual?" Ning Yuan couldn't help asking.

High in mid-air, the pure steel sword of Sovereign Ling collided with the body of this green branch. The branch was instantly hindered, pausing slightly in the air, while the tip of the sword had already pierced into its body.

The more Xu Xian spoke, the more indignant he became. Instead of hitting the cat, he raised his foot and stomped fiercely onto the snake spirit's face, leaving a clear dusty footprint.

Xizhu walked in through the main gates, her pupils contracting slightly. Only after adapting for a moment did she observe the auction house. Since it was her first time entering, she appeared slightly unaccustomed and unfamiliar.