Volume 1, Chapter 70: The Auction, Box Number One in the Heaven Section

Because Su Nianxi's move during the livestream was simply too explosive, even long after the public performance hastily concluded, the trending topic hashtag "Tearing Apart the Industry Royals" continued to climb in readership. In just a few short hours, discussion volume soared to forty or fifty million.

Not only that, netizens' discussions about Feng Jun and Kang Siyuan only increased rather than decreased.

[Bamboo Lover: Oh my god, the processing speed of "Dream Beauty" is way too fast! Saying they would handle Feng Jun and the other by expelling them from the competition, and right after that, not even letting them perform their rehearsed routine, they were directly escorted out.]

[Yanyan Gardenia: More than just that, the production team is really hardcore this time, rather letting the dance teacher step in as a substitute than letting......]

"No, Yue, don't, don't." Qinghong stared blankly at everything before her eyes. Her heart ached violently, as if being torn to shreds. Tears had long since soaked Qinghong's eyes. Disregarding everything, she stumbled and ran toward the center of the storm where Ziyue was.

She did not particularly like Jing'an, nor had she kept her by her side to raise her, simply feeling that this girl was far too bubbly and lacked the poised serenity of other princesses.

He did not understand why the bald man could emit a dragon's roar, and furthermore, this dragon's roar possessed such a soul-shaking might. If he hadn't frequently been around the coiling dragon and grown accustomed to hearing such dragon roars, he might have already suffered severe injuries at this moment.

Raising her eyes slightly, Qinghong walked with a cold and detached expression toward the stone door. On the stone door, an ancient poem was carved. Leaving aside the meaning of the poem, the vigorous and imposing handwriting alone filled Qinghong with admiration.

The intelligent brain screen immediately popped up numerous chaotic connection boxes, which then formed segments from different time periods. Kalan turned around and began swiping through various screens.

The primary function of the Cleansing Technique was to clear out any adverse conditions in one's body, bringing it to its optimal state. That was why Panyuhong had felt so comfortable just now, and why the sticky substance on his body was so easily dissolved.

Someone immediately deleted all the messy gossip on the Jiang family's internal forum so cleanly as if it had never existed at all.

At a certain underground base, Qin Yuzhu, who had just been woken up, rubbed her temples as she looked at the newly delivered intelligence.

"Let's first analyze the relationships among the aristocratic factions of the Hengtai Alliance." Jiang Lan swiped to a certain record in the images. "The Hengtai Alliance and the Merrill Federal Republic, as the only two major ecological spheres, both have democratic political systems, and their heads of state are both democratically elected presidents. They look the same, but behind the scenes, they are worlds apart."

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She opened the box right in front of her, and inside were a necklace and a ring.

P.S.: Writing this chapter made me feel extremely uncomfortable. Human nature is sometimes truly startling; desires are bottomless pits, encompassing not only material desires but spiritual ones as well.

He pondered for a moment and then laughed. What else could it be? Wasn't what he had been yearning for all this time simply experience points?

"Lie down slowly, and spread your legs!" Du Hu's words became the final straw that crushed Aunt Fang's spirit.

Baochai and Miaoyu had been studying French for a long time and had a profound understanding of it. The moment they heard Daiyu recite that sentence, they connected it with Daiyu.

After listening to the reports from the three wolf kings, Zhang Xiaofeng instantly wore an angry expression and said, "Speak. Mr. Huang is not an outsider." Zhang Siwei naturally wouldn't give up such an opportunity to show goodwill, and said with feigned generosity.

The fact that Commander Min traveled far to Europe specifically to acquire more advanced firearms proved this point as well.

Upon hearing this, a nameless anger instantly flared up in Wu Bing's stomach. She had earned her doctorate at a young age, a rare feat nationwide, and naturally carried a sense of pride in her heart.

The blockade was not total; the north, south, and west city gates were sealed off, leaving only the east gate open to allow entry and exit as usual.

"Mingxuan, what, what are you trying to do?" Lin Chuxia subconsciously shrank back, but Shen Mingxuan refused to let her go and continued to close in on her.

The state was extremely happy with this unexpected harvest. Although the "mysterious master" was not found, so many pests were captured, making this operation worthwhile.

"Then I'll accompany you to celebrate the holiday, alright?" His gaze was sincere and carried a hint of pleading.

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"Grandmother, do you still feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Lin Chuxia asked with concern, worrying about the Empress Dowager's health.

"Xiaoxi, let's go!" Chu Chu said anxiously. "Let's return to China immediately. As long as we return to China, everything will become just like before!" Chu Chu anxiously grabbed her shoulders.

Looking at the happy Yan Jian and Huang Shanmeng, Old Master Yan Weiguo and I both wore smiles, though our smiles carried different meanings.

"Linhuan, has your memory recovered? Do you know who EXO is?" Ignoring what Molinhuan had just said, Mo Lingyin asked urgently, wanting to verify the question in her heart.

Five years. The wounds that she originally thought had long since healed were torn open again in a bloody gash the exact moment the plane landed.

"Oh, so that's how it is. No wonder Mr. Thornton speaks such authentic Chinese." He Xiao immediately developed a favorable impression of Jerry.

Although the water in the teapot wasn't boiling hot, it was still hot water, and now that man's face had been scalded red by it.

Such a grand courtesy naturally had to be accepted properly; not only could it not be wasted, but it also had to be put to good use.

"Come over and sit down." Yan Qingying found a clean patch of ground, spread a clean cloth over it, sat down, and said to An Wanqing.

Aunt Aoyao's eyes had been pierced through with wooden sticks, strange talisman papers were pasted on the center of her forehead, her body was not only bound with thick ropes, but a red flag was also placed on her chest, and her feet were arched at a horrifyingly bizarre angle.

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