Afraid that her mother would worry, Fu Mingxue immediately called out loudly, "Mom, it's me who's back."

Then, as she pushed open the door, she turned around and glared fiercely at the man beside her.

She then entered the courtyard.

Qin Wenhuo's lips curled slightly.

He didn't seem to mind her glare just now.

He had excellent eyesight; even in the moonlight, he could see the expression on her face.

However, the person standing behind her just now was indeed

However, it was precisely this ordinary and calm demeanor that made Xun Qian's expression gradually become solemn. The other party seemed to have no outstanding characteristics whatsoever, which was precisely the other party's greatest characteristic.

"Charge! I refuse to believe the enemy is made of iron! Two Xiliang warriors can't kill one bandit!" Ma Teng's eyes were bloodshot with urgency as he ordered his soldiers to charge forward.

The moment the price was announced, everyone was astonished. Was this person a fool, or just plain stupid, to dare to bid against Xiang Tianying, and even offer twice as much? Was this blatant provocation?

Afterwards, they gave me a contact number and informed me that they had reached an agreement with the person in charge of the Yellow Springs Kingdom's Human Affairs Office regarding the mission of taking the old lecherous ghost abroad to eliminate resentment. The other party would be fully responsible for my reception and would fully support my mission.

Recalling that less than half an hour had passed since the last rainbow streaked across the sky, a bitter smile crept onto Jin Wuming's lips.

Hu Hu was carrying fish home when, halfway there, he seemed to remember something. He had been so focused on whether or not to cross the river that he hadn't really looked at the young man who had spoken to him. Now, thinking back, it seemed that the young man in white who was about to cross the river was carrying a zither.

Liu Sanlang smiled slightly and said, "There's no need for instructions. My sister has been trying every means to get you to go to Beiling, so naturally I have to make thorough preparations."

For an hour, Gu Qing sat cross-legged, motionless, as if asleep. Meanwhile, the Gu Masters remained silent, using the Heavenly Soul Pill to recover their strength, knowing that a tough battle was about to begin.

Bai Qingyu has always been left to his own devices, and the Emperor himself is not very reliable, so it would be difficult for him to make a name for himself on the Azure Dragon Strategy in just a few days.

This time, everyone saw it clearly: the Five-Star Poison King's body was slowly dissolving under the pressure of the surrounding black energy.

Because this child had been playing with ghosts, the external evil energy invading his body was very serious, and it would take a lot of time to expel it.

Therefore, Lao He became even more determined to invite Li Zhicheng to his home for a visit and to give his opinion on his collection. No matter who it is, everyone hopes to receive authoritative recognition for the things they love.

He walked over, placed the breakfast on the coffee table, said "Eat first," and then fell silent, his face turning green.

Xu Zhen and the other three are all musicians, and their passion for musical instruments is unparalleled. In particular, Xu Zhen and Dawei, the two guitarists of the Wild Wolves band, insisted on having Li An play a solo for them live after Li Qing mentioned it, just to see it for themselves.

He ascended to godhood first, wielding the laws, and only then did faith spread. He is an ancient god of primal force, not a deity of faith.

At the urging of countless people, the extremely disappointed students have returned to the Imperial Star.

Contrary to the expectations of many singers, Ang Lee sat calmly in the seats of this year's Golden Cup Award nominees, without any complicated or excited emotions, as if winning the Golden Cup Award was as easy as drinking water.

He was now waiting for his mother's reply, and his confidence and pride were shattered the moment he sent her the secret letter.

Snape wasn't listening to what they were saying. He just walked over to the pile of clothes, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, looking like he could scrape off three layers of soot at any moment.