46 High Favor in the Emperor's Eyes

However, the tissue was placed a bit too far away to put back easily, so she withdrew her hand, still holding the fruit.

Panda waved his hand excitedly, but down below, Dou Hao, Wu Lei, and Yang Yang were assigned to the Industrial Park Police Station.

It was just a pity that the Fourth Prince was clearly a spiritually gifted child, yet he had been spoiled and led astray by Noble Consort Shu.

Thus, Chu Liu followed the young man as he threaded his way through the crisscrossing tents and dilapidated wooden shacks. Before long, the youth stopped in front of a ruined wooden shack, glanced back at Chu Liu, and knocked on the wooden door.

Chi Hua had no desire to deal with her and turned to leave, only to be shoved by her, narrowly avoiding a fall down the stairs.

With a crisp snap, the Immortal-Binding Rope was effortlessly shattered into pieces by his internal energy, pattering down onto the bedstead.

Shen Lan was on the verge of despair. Amidst the overwhelming sea of black garments and flashing white blades, she shook her shoulders violently, tossing her handgun into the air. When she jerked her shoulders once more, her left hand smoothly caught the falling weapon.

Xie Ziyu glanced at her, not bothering to find fault with her impudence since, in the eyes of outsiders, Xian Ge had long been a person belonging to the Crown Prince.

Although the streets were devoid of people, the New Year lanterns were in no way lacking, illuminating the avenues as bright as day.

"Why are they leaving?" Seeing members of the Security Bureau rush into the spacecraft, the citizens plunged into even greater chaos.

Over recent times, having been the first to come into contact with the Nether Clan, the three major sects had already accumulated some experience in resisting mutations.

Like the vast majority of parents in this world, after such an incident occurred, their very first reaction—following a round of scolding and physical punishment—was inevitably damage control. Consequently, throughout dinner that day, Wei Zheng practically ate with a succession of sighs, constantly plotting how to get past Li Xiaogong.

Finding an excuse, Lianzi slipped away and meticulously scrubbed the hand that the other had touched and drooled on a hundred and eighty times over, only then beginning to feel somewhat better.

As Elder Shuiyun spoke, she immediately led Ling Meng out of the carriage. The people who had just spoken and intercepted the carriage also came into view.

"Since you can't make the decision, then please bring out someone whose word actually carries weight..." Liu Haimei had never had the chance to meet the opposing company's upper management; each time she only dealt with a manager who likely held no real decision-making power.

"I'll pay the full price, but I don't need any discounts. That way, nobody should try to vie with me for it, right?" the plump man said condescendingly, sweeping a mocking glance at Lin Jie and Xia Bingxin.

Ancient One lacked the confidence to defeat Dormammu, especially with Mephisto of equal power lurking around, and she had already steeled herself to make the ultimate sacrifice.

During the drinking, most people eagerly came over to toast Sima Taiyi and Hua Ming. As a result, after a round of toasts, both of them were feeling somewhat drowsy—though this was also because they had chosen not to circulate their inner energy to resist the alcohol.

Yet this young man's Ice Soul was several times more powerful than Yi Qianfan's, having already reached the realm of "Condensed Pearls."

Enveloped in this radiance, Ksitigarbha lost himself, a single question surfacing in his mind: "Who is the Buddha?"

"Help him take off his clothes," Chunxiang instructed from the side, her eyes devoid of any emotion. In her view, this was merely a task.

Fortunately, this was a piece of divine material of unknown origin that neither the green snake nor the giant crocodile could digest. Had it been a spiritual fruit or something similar, it undoubtedly would have been consumed long ago.

Lingier cried out loudly, throwing her arms around Mu Xifeng from behind as tears streamed down her face like rain.

That day, she was discussing the illustrations for that issue's school newspaper with several senior martial brothers and sisters when she heard someone call out, "Tan Haicheng." Looking up, she saw he had already entered, wearing light-colored jeans and a blue T-shirt, greeting them with a familiar smile.

Xie Zhijie had a thin skin, so naturally he was too embarrassed to admit he was jealous. He could only turn his face away, his earlobes flushed crimson as he muttered, "Nothing."

Upon seeing these words, the crowd spontaneously fell silent, their gazes irresistibly drawn to the brief lines of text.

At this moment, spiritual perception could not be projected outward, and the stone walls were impenetrably hard. Thus, Young Master Mu had no choice but to proceed on foot. With a movement of his feet, Mu Xifeng transformed into a blur, weaving through the labyrinth of stone walls! Ten minutes later, Mu Xifeng halted his steps, staring at a section of the stone wall with a contemplative gleam in his eyes.

Zhong Yue felt an inexplicable constriction in his heart: Are you sure? A momentary hesitation caused him to miss the window to reply. Tong En had already broken free from his embrace and turned to face him.

Chen Qiaoshan used to be fond of both smoking and drinking, but in this lifetime he never touched cigarettes. A few days ago, catching a chance hearing of that both unfamiliar and familiar cigarette advertisement, an irrepressible urge to return to his hometown welled up inside him. Red Golden Dragon had never been his habitual choice; he selected it simply because its place of origin brought him just a little bit closer to home.

"The story is roughly like that. Well, what do you think? Not bad, right?" Shen Yi asked with a smile after finishing his tale.

A contestant had furiously confronted Su Yue, leaving her entirely speechless. Just this level of eloquence was truly admirable.

However, upon walking closer, he discovered that these precious spiritual herbs and medicinal plants were actually protected by a formation, keeping them completely hidden within barriers so that they were entirely out of reach for harvesting.

The commotion from the battle here was immense, and upon sensing the abnormality, Lin Cang and the others immediately rushed over.