Volume 1, Chapter 64: My Lord, Yuniang Wants to Go Out for a Stroll

Chuntao’s teasing expression made Liu Wuyi involuntarily recall the events of the previous night.

An endless stream of lavish praise poured forth. Although Master Meng did not mind hearing others praise him, such excessive flattery still made him feel a bit light-headed. When he saw a fan actually suggest that he rewrite the ending so that Yilin would return to secular life and join Linghu Chong’s harem, he burst out laughing.

Because he noticed that both Victory and G-Dragon were looking at him with disdainful gazes, which left Lee Seung-hyun somewhat puzzled, could what the other person said be true? Why couldn't he remember it?

"Sis, today we are going to try every single attraction here," Meng Xinghui said, taking Meng Qiudi’s hand and speaking with firm determination.

Back then, the narrow-minded ordinary young man had been semi-coerced by Song Xiaomei into going to the riverbank, and he was already harboring a belly full of anger.

The number of horses far exceeded that of the citizens, making horses virtually worthless in Tianjing City. Inferior horses were sent directly to industrial departments to be used as beasts of burden, while medium-grade horses were used to pull carriages. Only the finest one hundred thousand horses were reserved for the citizens to ride.

"It has been a whole month, and still there is no trace of Di Shuye and the two others?" Yao Shun asked, his face sinking as he looked at Wufeng.

Amidst their roaring laughter, Suzy began to muse absentmindedly about what she should do tonight—whether to put up a half-hearted resistance or something else; in short, her mind was in complete chaos.

Magic—that glorious name—gradually faded from people's ears after the demise of the ancient Simian Empire. In the wars of the ancient era, magic was the very theme of warfare; back then, martial artists were nothing more than servants and cannon fodder crawling at the feet of mages.

During a duel, he actually stuck his backside out to be kicked! This was practically no different from stretching out one's neck to be slapped in the face.

"No problem!" Wang Linyu readily agreed, casting an ill-intentioned glance at Qi Feng with an expression that clearly said, "I'll make sure to take good care of you."

The Carefree Sword Technique had been refined and improved, becoming even more untethered. By borrowing the momentum of heaven and earth, it truly gave off the profound feeling of wandering freely through the universe.

He seemed to have forgotten that when he first laid eyes on Zhang Yiming, he had also been scared out of his wits. The scene from that day where his two bodyguards were dispatched in a mere two moves remained deeply etched in his memory.

The two of them still did not know that their names had already been quietly linked to an even bigger-name club.

A massive golden dragon rushed forth from between heaven and earth, letting out continuous roars of fury. Its colossal body undulated like mountain ranges, and its overwhelming aura of might filled hearts with dread as the golden dragon surged toward Li Qifeng, spiraling around him.

These were the ones who lost money, but those who wanted to die even more were the bookmakers, who had lost a fortune this time around.

Coupled with the fact that he had previously been blasted off the stage by a single punch from Tong Yan, and his momentary disappearance just now, he finally no longer had to doubt that Tong Yan's strength was far superior to his own. To know oneself is the highest wisdom, and the same held true for demons.

A-Bu stood frozen for a moment, then hurriedly wrapped the Dog-Beating Staff tightly in several layers of cloth, strapped it to his back, and headed toward the city gate. At that moment, he felt both nervous and excited, knowing how crucial his mission was and that he was exerting himself for the gang leader, filling his heart with immense pride.

With that, Xialiu left the immortal cave directly, completely ignoring Yuchang; based on her alone, she could never cause any turbulent waves in the Dao Origin.

To Hua Zhiniao's surprise, even though she had already driven her BMW up to a high speed, she still caught no sign of the Volkswagen. Hua Zhiniao figured that the guy must have been afraid of losing and had slipped away—it had to be that. Thinking of this, Hua Zhiniao hummed a tune and drove toward Wolf Mountain.