Volume 1, Chapter 69: Zhou Jiu'er Kicked Out of the Livestream Room

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Limited Capability Chairman: [Didn't Beibei just say there are guests at home?]
Chewing Pig Butt Vigorously: [But it's already past seven in the evening, and there's a man in the living room. Is this really normal?]
Beibei's Greatest Fan (Admin): [Maybe it's one of Beibei's relatives. Don't make a fuss out of nothing. Beibei just doesn't have parents, but she should have other family members.]

Hearing Lin Si's voice suddenly echo, Lin Beibei was startled.
Truly, one must not do anything with a guilty conscience... Well, this wasn't really a guilty conscience either; it just so happened that her younger brother also liked *Intoxicated by Flower Wine*...
One can only say that the charm of *Intoxicated by Flower Wine* is simply too overwhelming.

Lin Beibei calmed her mind and turned...

This is the power of a saint's physical body: as long as there is no complete death, it can continuously recover.

Sun Mengling's chest trembled slightly, her face flushing red as she pointed an jade-like finger toward the office door and shouted.

However, Li Fuxiong still did not answer, nor did he even bother to pay attention to his younger brother. Instead, he remained humbly kneeling on the ground, waiting for Lu Zheng to deliver the final "judgment."

Entering the Xie family residence, Su Cheng looked around and observed carefully. He found it neither crude nor luxurious, featuring a moderately elegant and relatively tranquil decor.

"This is my room?" Lin Lin looked at the overwhelmingly pink interior, feeling as though an expression roughly translating to "what the hell" was welling up from the depths of his heart.

This company is a legend in the industry, growing from nothing to an enterprise valued at over ten billion in just a few months.

Conversely, if there is an opportunity for utilization—meaning a chance to develop them into loyal retainers—Ye Tian will absorb them.

At this point, Lu Zheng was no longer in a hurry. He simply decided to re-cultivate once more, which would also help consolidate his foundation in cultivation.

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Among them, when the Qi flowed through the sword apertures, although it improved slightly and wasn't as excruciatingly painful as the last time, it still left Duan Chou in absolute misery.

Upon hearing He Zheng's words, a faint flush of red crept up the face of the previously confident young man—a flush born of sheer anger.

Before long, the carriage entered Xizhimen in Beijing. Xia Hua displayed his tally token and explained their purpose. Seeing that they were from the Brocade Guard and hearing the nature of the matter, the guards of the Five-City Gendarmerie dared not delay in the slightest. They cleared the gates and dispatched soldiers to escort the carriage all the way to the palace gates of the Forbidden City.

When I woke up again, I was already aboard an ordinary commercial airliner. Can Shao was leaning against the window, snoring softly, while I was resting on Zhang Ling'er's shoulder.

Following the direction of his finger, I saw that the patches of lividity there had merged together, turning into a withered, dark cyan appearance, resembling the corpse inside a coffin.

"That's right, this elite student award was also initiated by that student," President Xie also remarked.

Tan Yiju could not fathom what Su Shi intended to do. Although he didn't believe Su Shi could succeed—knowing that he himself had exhausted all possible means to no avail—

"Even if those fellows have grown strong now, at most a single group can only fight against a Second-Xuan Origin Emperor... A Third-Xuan Origin Emperor? Hehe! They are still far from it." Chen Xing couldn't wait to ruthlessly crush those people now.

As the monster spoke, it revealed its head from above. Hovering right above its head was another cluster of flames, cyan-green in color—it was Fang Lei's Azure Lotus Sacred Fire.

So be it. Today, the Green Staff Immortal will simply unleash his ultimate trump card, letting this arrogant fellow know before death that the vast chasm in their cultivation levels is an utterly unbridgeable abyss.

Yan Molan strode inside, searching room by room. His temper grew increasingly volatile, and as he entered the rooms, he no longer pushed the doors open, instead kicking them open directly.

Fang Lei opened his eyes wide, suddenly recalling the underworld emissary who had carried the ghosts of Fang Rou's family away on the night he first arrived at North Stone City.

"I must remind you: you are of the Spirit Clan, but for now, you are human. Do not ruin your own future by doing something foolish," Gu Lingxu said with a solemn expression.

As he uttered these words, Tian Hu's oppressive might bore directly down on Wu Qiuyun's mind, leaving the latter too terrified to conceal anything. Faced with all this, Wu Guangyi could only sigh helplessly. From the moment Tian Hu turned around and spoke again, he knew the matter was beyond redemption.

Because I truly hadn't expected that Zheng Zhu would watch this kind of film, and moreover, watch it right in her office.

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Hai Moshen and Su Chuangran went without saying; both originally belonged to the Blood Garment Sect, and their cultivation aura had no flaws whatsoever—they merely needed to alter their facial appearances slightly. As for Xiang Gangtian, he also had his methods. His art of disguise could not only change his appearance, but also alter the aura emanating from his body.

The young police officer stuck out his tongue, smiled awkwardly, and glanced at us. Ling Jing, the ice beauty, was notorious; no one in the police station dared to provoke her.

When sleeping at night, he leaned against me, lingering in attachment for a while, and left early the next morning.

Sima Yu naturally had the intent and ability to catch up from behind. Following all the way without the slightest intention of sightseeing, how could her unusual behavior escape Sima Feng's eyes? Upon seeing Xiang Gangtian together with Zhao Bi, a look of astonishment appeared on Sima Feng's pretty face.

At these words, the atmosphere in the hall instantly turned tense. Lu Xuanwen and the others instinctively gathered around, glaring hostilely at Tenghuo. As long as Xiang Gangtian gave the order, even those in the Dharma Vein realm would strike without hesitation.

However, leaving them behind without expert powerhouses to guard them simply wouldn't do. With a flick of his wrist, Xiang Gangtian summoned a red streak of light that flew from his fingertips and materialized upon touching the ground—it was none other than Blood Slaughter, who had been cultivating continuously within the Immortal Mansion.

Hearing this, that big brother suddenly reacted as well. That's right—he didn't deny that Falling Rain Root's strength was formidable, but to meet the learning requirements for that spatial ring modification blueprint on top of having such immense strength was an absolute impossibility.

"Since you have all arrived, we won't waste words. Let's get straight to the point!" Right after taking his seat, Yin Zishou stated very directly.

Wen Yiming felt a sudden surge of divine inspiration. Ignoring the pain in his body, he emptied his mind as much as possible, quietly observing it like a detached stranger, and let his vital blood circulate of its own accord.

"He was really stripped of his office!!" I was both shocked and enraged. Before the matter had even reached a conclusion, they were in such a rush to strip him of his post—wasn't this blatantly giving people a chance to kick a man while he was down?

Blue-and-white lightning wreaked havoc inside the massive room, tearing apart everything it could possibly shred.

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