Volume 1, Chapter 69: Remember to Insure the Viewers' Eyes First

"You! This is pure slander!" On the stage, Hou Lang, who had instantly become the target of public criticism, could no longer hold back. He took a few steps forward, sternly interrupting Su Nianxi's words. His bloodshot eyes glared at her with fury, looking particularly terrifying.

Being the young master of LIGHT after all, he had unconsciously accumulated a massive following over the years through the company's marketing strategies. These fans were not to be trifled with. Seeing an artist with a shady background like Su Nianxi dare to openly fabricate and expose flaws about their idol during a livestream, they instantly transformed into Gatling guns in the bullet comments, offering affectionate greetings to Su Nianxi's ancestors down to the eighteenth generation.

[Our Brother Lang takes solid steps with every...

The male soldier, who also served as the truck driver, was now responsible for security. Two of them mounted Type 95 squad machine guns on the roof of the truck bed, one climbed to the highest building in the town center, and another remained mobile.

The first floor was about one thousand square meters, lined with rows of weapon racks. Wooden swords stood vertically upon them, with the names of divine martial arts manuals engraved on their hilts. There were not only sword techniques, but also spear techniques, fist techniques, and so on.

Before this, Long Xuan had naturally been indoctrinated with just how powerful Gu Nan was, and since she was sent out as a gift, there was no possibility of her ever returning.

If anyone could see the Poison Scorpion King retracting its head into its abdomen, they would discover that its expression at this moment actually held a trace of terror.

Shen Linfeng smiled sheepishly, his meaning already exceedingly clear. This was indeed something he desperately wanted to know right now, yet he constantly felt that the question was somewhat too presumptuous, which was why he had hesitated to ask it aloud.

"That's right, Ye Feng, just accept it!" At this moment, Sun Zhengxiang also spoke up, a trace of shame lingering in all their hearts.

"Who sent you here?" The moment Li Jie saw Zhou Boyan, he had the urge to return him, because what he needed right now was a formidable warrior, not a pale-faced office worker.

Li Jie breathed a sigh of relief. Although the situation was perilous, the predator across the river had not yet crossed, and they had already eliminated one in advance. He still had time to change a magazine, form a combat formation with Hai Lingjia, and coupled with the border sniper, he was extremely confident he could take down the remaining predator as well.

Seeing that this fellow carried such a heavy aura of hostility and hearing that it involved "trespassing into the military ceremonial hall," Bei Yanfei was indeed given a fright.

Chen Yang glanced toward the others under the shaded canopy. They all kept a distance from Qian Suxu, ignoring her entirely, and their faces even displayed looks of utter disgust.

Pan Xuelian was looking out for Lin Su, but running a career was not done this way; this was completely self-sabotage.

"Then where is the real you? Right inside that factory?" "Xia Mengyou" could not help but ask.

The wooden door of the room was blown open by a fierce gale of primordial Qi, and Luo Yu stepped into the room. At this moment, he was dressed in black robes, but his face was not concealed. His footsteps were not particularly heavy, but in such a pitch-black midnight, every step he took seemed to shatter a block of solid ice, sending shockwaves through people's hearts.

Gu Yun felt another suction force wash over him, and his soul was yanked out of this shattered space.

A gentle breeze blew slowly by, causing the surrounding emerald weeping willows to gradually reveal a fluttering grace they usually lacked. Colorful petals, following the footsteps of the soft breeze, detached from the branches and leaves, resembling butterflies dancing gracefully in the wind.

Looking at the sunny smile of the young boy before them, both the live audience and the director's team experienced an illusion: Have I already walked into the inner world of his heart?

Ahead was an intersection. Liu Mengyao clearly saw the timer on the traffic light; although it was currently red, there were only a few seconds left on the red light. Rush through in one breath. Liu Mengyao thought to herself.

The entire court seemed frozen in place. With a figure as nimble and fluttering as a dancing butterfly, he stepped on the beats to skillfully circle around. Facing the retreating defender, Gao Chuan feinted a shot and passed instead, executing a delicate rabona pass.

On the prefectural seat of Youzhou, Ji County, within the State Inspector's mansion, Liu Yu listened to his subordinates' reports with a gloomy expression.

Luo Minsen likewise gasped, a faint tremor of excitement stirring in his heart. In his view, having lived for so long, being able to witness a towering figure powerful enough to make the entire empire tremble could be considered the utmost honor. Naturally, the other members of the Luo family were no exception.

Shangguan Jin jumped down from the tree, still clutching a red thread in his hand. The two golden bells upon it had fallen silent, refusing to emit the slightest sound no matter how Shangguan Jin shook them. The Scarlet-Slaying King Serpent lunged at Shangguan Jin with its forked tongue flicking, its thick body twisting in the water and stirring up countless splashes.

"What is the name of that young man, and where has he gone now?" the man in white robes asked coldly.

Moxuan looked toward Xiao Ran. His dark brown eyes curved into crescents whenever he smiled, his handsome face carrying his usual bright-eyed swagger, except that at this moment, it felt all the more sincere.

At the dining table, the Seventh Prince merely asked how well she had slept last night and whether she was satisfied with her food and clothing, but did not bring up last night's events again.

As she spoke, a sharp pang welled up in her heart. Cui Jin had been fair and true to everyone—to the Emperor, to his superiors, to his adoptive father, and to the Embroidered Uniform Guards under his command. The only person he had never been true to was her.

"Have you noticed that the cold wind underground is getting stronger?" Ao Feifan whispered to me.

Shangguan Mubai thought for a moment. No, that wasn't right, definitely not! Then, recalling everything that had happened at the Marquis of Loyal Valor's estate that day, his heart tightened abruptly, and a current of cold air surged upward from the soles of his feet.

Just as the Empress had anticipated, Mubu looked at the furious Emperor and the subdued crowd, then weighed the object in his hand. From the moment he chose to heed the Empress's words and steal this item, he had embarked on a path of universal betrayal from which there was no turning back.

Entering the room, he unlocked the iron chains binding Mo Kuang. Mo Kuang coughed, his body collapsing somewhat uncontrollably. Shangguan Jin hurriedly stepped forward to catch him, then reached out to take Mo Kuang's pulse. Upon doing so, he looked up at Mo Kuang in absolute disbelief.

Jiang Ruitian rolled his bright, agile eyes back and forth before finally nodding with a beaming smile: "I do, big sister never comes over to play with Tian'er." With that, Jiang Ruitian lunged forward and hugged Jiang Yunyao's leg.