Fu Xian Sheng

Chapter 937 This is My Life

"Have you only seen this top-spec Porsche 718 in TV shows?"

The rich young master was smug, his condescending demeanor resembling that of a proud hen.

Alice's attempts to escape were repeatedly thwarted by the fire snake. Feeling the heat intensifying behind her, Alice had no choice but to confront it head-on. The wings on her back emitted a verdant glow, forming a massive protective shield that enveloped her securely.

Yang Lin was engrossed in his creative world, his fingers flying across the keyboard. His stomach, however, growled impatiently, forcing him to endure the hunger.

Being able to enlist Yang Yuqian's assistance was already Geng Shaonan's limit. This matter was bound to be settled today.

Zhang Fei leaned in curiously. Zhang Liang glanced at the contents of the letter and then tossed it into the furnace.

It had to be said that Gao Yun possessed a certain degree of luck. After deciding to lie low for the time being, her life was quite restrained, apart from eating slightly better meals three times a day. She didn't even go to the county town.

He wasn't the only student named Li in the class, but only Li Sicong had come to visit the teacher upon returning to school.

Xiao Siheng emerged from the secret passage and found that, as he had predicted, all the escorts had been subdued by Li Qingming and Leng Feng. Their earlier distress had been feigned to deceive Xiao Siheng; now, it was genuine.

In fact, he was right. If he were to get serious, with his status and position, a single word would bring countless people to his defense and share his burdens.

At the time, seeing the playback data with zero comments, Qi Xiao had initially assumed it was due to the new movie. However, before he could even find out when it was scheduled to be released, he was suddenly thrown here.

"I didn't move around recklessly. Your equipment isn't as good as mine, so why would I move around recklessly?" Ye Fei feigned dullness as he spoke.

As the cyan-gold fist descended, the Onmyoji's body was smashed into nothingness.

The Ancestral Dragon roared, its divine iron sweeping across, directly reducing the three gods and demons to blood mist. Strangely, the blood of these gods and demons was pitch-black, and even as blood mist, it continued to writhe and twist, as if trying to reform.

You, on the other hand, are churning out over twenty thousand words daily. That's over six to seven hundred thousand words in a month. Add the original three hundred thousand words, and you're looking at over a million words.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?" Chen Qingdi gritted his teeth, his hand trembling as he gripped the Human King Sword. The situation here was far too bizarre.

Chu Qingqing appeared quite pleased, as if she believed her romance with Qin Lang was the most special.

Her health points gradually recovered to full. Qiao Xuefei glanced towards the depths of the Ice Wind Valley but saw no sign of Ye Fei; he had already left. Seeing so many sisters fall, she was unwilling, truly unwilling.

This scene also compelled Wang Yuancheng and Ma Chao to be cautious. To make such a grand commotion right from the start suggested that their opponent might be a Nascent Soul cultivator. However, they currently had no Nascent Soul cultivators on their side, and even Xiahou Qianjun's whereabouts were unknown.

His hands were covered in calluses, clearly indicating that the other party had endured considerable hardship working on construction sites for over a year.

Ao Wei nodded, strongly agreeing with Brunoni's words. She greatly enjoyed drinking the blood of Chinese people. This was her first time in China, and she wanted to indulge in this deliciousness to her heart's content.

I clutched my slightly swollen lips, looking with shock at the man I had kicked to the ground before me. His face was covered in scratches, and long, thin bloodstains ran from the corners of his eyes down his cheeks.

"Okay, Mom's here. Sleep well, Yangyang." Ping Shu stroked his back gently as if coaxing a child. Feeling comfortable, Yang Yang squinted his eyes like a lazy cat.