Chapter 52: Jiang Xian is clinging to Koss?
Sister Hua’s smile froze on her face, and she fell silent for a moment. Seeing that Sister Hua was still digesting the news, Jiang Xian was not in a hurry either, letting her take her time. She picked up her spoon again, as she rather enjoyed this mango sago flavored fish maw.
After a long while, Sister Hua seemed to have made up her decision: "Terminating the contract is fine, but at the very least, we have to wait until the recording of this variety show is over." There was still some time before the show finished recording, and she planned to use Jiang Xian's fame during this period to—
"This afternoon... we actually still have time, right?" Tang Yi seemed to have figured something out, taking out his phone and tapping away at it.
After dinner, Lu Ziyuan even asked where Murong Xue had been staying these past two days, and whether she would like to come over to the Zhang family as a guest. Upon learning that Murong Xue was staying at a hotel and that her son was staying there too, she pulled her son aside and lectured him thoroughly with a look of infinite contempt and a tangled emotion of frustration at his failure to live up to expectations.
However, through their interactions over this period, Liu Xiangdong suddenly discovered that Meng Fanlang was indeed a man worth relying on.
Having said that, he gave it a deep look, said no more, and with a swift leap, sprang onto its back, signaling that it could now leave.
Quan Shaochen was momentarily stunned, then hurriedly took out his phone, only to discover that it had somehow run out of battery and shut down.
She, He Niannian, also knew that her good friend Su Yiqing did not love Meng Fanlang at all, and that Meng Fanlang's feelings in the past had been purely unrequited.
Before Meng Fanlang could react, He Niannian had already jerked her hand away. He hurriedly reached out to grab it again, only to be shaken off once more. He shook his head helplessly and smiled.
"What is it?" Quan Shaochen was currently dealing with company matters and was so busy his head was spinning. The phone call coming in at this moment annoyed him somewhat.
One hundred and eighty-five? Are you kidding me? You look just over twenty right now. Even if you look young, you're at most thirty. One hundred and eighty-five? Who are you trying to fool, ghosts?
No wonder the werewolf tribe had suddenly become so powerful; it turned out they had gone to the Kunlun Continent and reaped rewards there.
"God Slayer, you group with Jun Jue. Long Xiao, you group with Su Luo. See if you can search out more Primordial Immortal Crystals," Xiao Fan said with a nod.
This was precisely what he was looking forward to, for two reasons: first, to take the opportunity to properly cultivate the mysterious technique, and second, to go and defeat Chiyou in person later.
Yun Jinxiu thoroughly checked all the herbs she had selected, only to discover that among them, she had mistakenly added a stalk of Yangming grass, which neutralized medicinal properties. Ghost pulp could not tolerate even the slightest trace of yang energy, and that was what caused the medicinal pills to explode.
"Heh... I was wondering why the Iron Wing Tribe was missing." A cold laugh came from inside a golden chariot.
"My strength should be equivalent to the power of an eighth-rank Yin spirit, or perhaps I could even fight a ninth-rank one. I'll find a chance to test it later," Xiao Fan pondered inwardly.
Just now, they had witnessed an instance of ancestral bloodline reversion—it was Pang'er's reversion. When the power of her bloodline was fully released, she abruptly transformed into the appearance of her ancestors.
Seven days was the deadline specified by the options numbered one, two, and three given to us by Rui Liang for assassinating Temujin. There were only seven days, otherwise why would there be a seven-day option?
"Let those evil entities eat him? That's letting him off too easy." Meng Hu had already prepared the most vicious spell in the netherworld to make him thoroughly experience a dark iron forbidden curse.
Tianyu, whom he had previously thought to be incomparably pure, now appeared as if separated by misty clouds and waters, making her true face impossible to discern no matter how hard he looked.
Jin Yang did not withdraw his hand; he simply left it resting against her cheek, staying quietly by her side. I do not know how much time passed before Jin Yang glanced sideways by chance, catching sight of the trash can nearby, and his gaze froze there for a few seconds.
"Old Zhu, are you certain those fellows will pass through here?" Li Chen asked, pointing at the path beneath the cliff.
Unable to wrest the weapon back from Lan Linfeng, Yang Guang's father simply planted a kick squarely on Yang Guang, sending him tumbling sideways.
Wang Yan had the strongest execution ability among the three managers. Whatever task was handed to her, as long as you straightened out the train of thought and explained the step-by-step approach to her, she could immediately help you handle the matter swiftly and perfectly.