The Strongest Demon King Is A Good Husband

Ning Si took his makeup bag out of his suitcase and hurried to the bathroom to quickly put on some makeup, then went with Qin Li to participate in a mission.

"I have over seven hundred on me," Weizhi said without hesitation, taking out the salary Ling Juan had given her.

After Ye Qixi left, Cheng Jiusi sat on the ground in a daze, his mind completely blank.

Liao Fuyi had been incredibly prolific lately, his creativity exploding. In just one month, he had written another movie script, this time in collaboration with Jing Canrong's company.

In reality, Jiang Siyu was usually a very sensible person, but when it came to Ning Si, she couldn't maintain her composure.

Weizhi nodded and smiled. Fan Hongchen, seeing that everyone had eaten enough, was about to pay the bill when he realized he had left in a hurry and only had a debit card he rarely used.

Another guest from the entertainment channel said that he had once pestered Fan Xizi relentlessly, even resorting to threats and intimidation. The reason he chose to commit suicide on Fan Xizi's engagement day was simply to make Fan Xizi live with guilt and regret for the rest of her life.

After Lin Ruoxin entered the stone pavilion, she directly chose a secluded spot to sit down. This immediately drew the angry gazes of the young masters towards Ye Wuchen, as Lin Ruoxin's chosen seat was right next to Ye Wuchen. It was no wonder they reacted that way.

After the door closed, Xu Nuo's body suddenly collapsed onto the bed, his face contorted in pain.

But he couldn't believe that someone could grasp the essence of the Heavenly Sword after just two hours of sword contemplation and even integrate it into their sword techniques... Yet, the scene before him forced him to believe.

Mo An'an was speechless, unable to weave more lies to cover up one.

When Lingkong's original controller, Ye Qian, appeared in the professional player area of the Ren Tianya Dream Cup finals.

This person was inherently greedy and driven by strong desires. Unwilling to remain a mere thug, he intended to split the family business equally with Cheng Zuming.

"Sun Ying, don't speak nonsense. Offending Fang Zhiyun, who is the richest man in Yun Province, do you know the power of a richest man? He could crush you with a finger," Lu Bing said frantically. If the people around weren't incited, they couldn't force Ye Xuan to yield her position.

"Don't make that face. I'm not dead yet, why are you mourning?" he said, looking at Xiang Jian with a hint of amusement as he comforted him.

"You're arrogant, but arrogance needs capital. Otherwise, you'll just become a corpse," the Sword Boy said, gripping his sword hilt, his face as calm as a well, entering combat mode.

She lowered her head, her pretty face slightly flushed, but in her heart, she repeatedly told herself that this was just gratitude. She and he were already people from two different worlds.

They had come here on a mission. University students, like special agents, were among the talents specifically recruited to handle such matters. With all their paperwork in order, they entered Wu Mountain after a simple report.

Mo Ningyao saw that Ling Huangye hadn't reached out yet. She looked up and caught the smile that hadn't quite faded from his eyes.

Just then, a commotion arose outside. Following that, Shen Xiong, with a face full of smiles, welcomed Xiao Ruogu and the others in.

Mao Qiceng and Zhang Shiwu were the kind of people who were naturally easy to get along with. They were the type who, even if they were going to watch a spectacle, would try to call out and get more fellow disciples to join them.

They began searching among the piles of treasure. Soon, Earth Bear let out a cry of joy. Yu Mu immediately looked over and saw that Earth Bear was now holding a pair of bronze gloves.

Liu Jun was somewhat speechless at the scene before him. Without a word, he picked up the cloth bag and placed it at the foot of the bed, then lay down again.

Generally speaking, for an ordinary Xuan Practitioner to advance to the Spirit Realm before the age of forty would already be considered an extremely remarkable achievement.

Liu Fuer glanced sideways. Seeing that several people were staring intently at the Liu Family, she took half a step back.

Pingze Ling's steps were unsteady, and he stumbled, kneeling on one knee. The Alliance Master, with a sword held behind his back, stood with his white robes immaculate.

Unconsciously, everyone had actively placed themselves in Gongsun Yun's position, within that five-zhang square of space.

Although this action had many subjective factors, it couldn't be denied that this trial had greatly improved him.

"Yes," the two maids behind them quickly turned and left. Both girls were no older than twelve or thirteen. Ghost Prison had bought this house, and the original owner had gifted them to them. Ghost Prison worried that Leng Xue wouldn't be able to take care of Fanghua alone, so they kept them. Of course, there were also a few household servants. After the two behind them left, Fanghua finally spoke.

At the signal from Zhang Qi and the now-stopped Qiu Luo, Su Mu nodded and moved towards Zhang Xinhang's boudoir.

Perhaps it was all arranged by heaven, to punish him for his past philandering, to punish his chaotic private life. It was all punishment.

A young cultivator, whose feet seemed to tread on dust, hovered in the air. He frowned and began to ponder. When Su Mu had just flown past the two, this person happened to be passing by and felt the aura emanating from Su Mu.

Zhao Jiaxi finally cried out in pain. She hugged Fan Yanyan tightly. Fan Yanyan felt a piercing pain in his shoulder. He couldn't care about anything else and pried hard. With a crisp "crack," the stubborn animal trap was finally pried open.

Su Ruoyao bit down, which lessened the pain of the itching. However, Cheng Yanzhong's wrist was bleeding profusely, and he had to constantly wipe it. But as long as Su Ruoyao wasn't uncomfortable, he felt much better.

After hearing this, Fan Yanyan roughly understood. It seemed this black hospital's secrecy work was excellent. To avoid external discovery of their immoral dealings, they had adopted such cautious methods for picking up Xueqi's parents. Therefore, even those who accepted the test-tube baby procedure didn't know the hospital's exact location.

Fan Yanyan sat in the back seat, while Mei Feixue sat in the passenger seat. Fan Yanyan kept observing Mei Feixue's demeanor. She remained silent, only looking down and playing with her phone. Fan Yanyan couldn't see her eyes and didn't know what she was up to.