Chapter 157: Yang Yuxiang

"Young master, this slave has missed you to death."

"Dear sir, why have you only just arrived? You promised you'd spend every day with me."

Women with alluring figures, wearing revealing dresses and heavily caked in makeup, were constantly soliciting guests in front of the brothel.

With their slender waists exposed, they posed seductively, making eyes and winking to entice the passing men.

......

"Not bad," three words slipped from Zhou Donghuang's lips. Combined with his indifferent expression at that moment, they abruptly made the atmosphere plunge into a chill.

When a television drama is presented to the audience, it appears seamless, but on-location filming rarely consists of a single continuous shot, because a scene often needs to be filmed several times to capture different angles.

There were five or six colleagues returning to the same floor where their rooms were located, and with Ji Xiubei and Yin Yi accompanying her, Yan Xi's sense of security soared, and the fear she felt upon arrival had long since vanished.

Luo Shilong nodded silently, her intertwined hands clenching even tighter, her knuckles turning white.

"A bit strange. The smog should be getting lighter, but why is the visual range still restricted?" He crawled out from the treehouse and gazed far into the distance.

"I have no objections. It was you who captured the zombie dog in the first place, and we're just taking advantage of the situation." Li Yao smiled cheerfully as he picked up his share of ten green potions.

Even though he concealed it well, how could he possibly escape Zhou Donghuang's sharp sword-like gaze, forged in the bloodshed of the battlefield, which was cold yet piercingly observant?

When she opened her eyes the next day, Yan Xi sat up with a mess of disheveled hair, her brow furrowed slightly as she racked her brain, unable to figure out how she could have been so bewitched last night to come up with such a foolish method.

After a meticulous identity check, they finally entered the Town-Demon City. Most of these were new students returning from the completion of the Heavenly Saint Academy's trials.

"How much money was stolen? Is it enough for a prison sentence?" Maozi's eyes widened, and Chen Manhua's actions of skewering meat also paused, her gaze shifting from Danning's profile to Wu Yuqin.

"However, I still have a few questions that require your answers, and I hope you will answer me honestly," Ouyang Hua said with a stern expression.

However, there is no medicine for regret in this world, nor do they possess profound divine arts like time reversal, so they could only sigh and lament in frustration.

He Shengwu had gone back to his own home, saying his parents had rented a place outside and wouldn't be able to move back until the bombed-out house was repaired. Maozi was also returning to his grandmother's house on Friday, so on the way home, there were only Ah Lang and me.

"It's useless. Such defense is completely pointless. If Hu Hao surrounds us without attacking, what should we do?" Patrick asked.

The most venomous part of a scorpion is not its mouth, but the tail behind it. Once stung, the body will fall into a brief paralysis, instantly turning the tide of the battlefield. This short span of time is enough for someone to lose their life.

"Then could you please let my grandpa take a call?" Hu Hao heard this, and thinking of his grandfather, he asked.

Although it was currently daytime, Tianya was still deeply worried that the devil would launch a sudden attack, which made her extremely anxious and uneasy. Despite the protection of the barrier, the surroundings were wide open; if a surprise attack really came, they might not be able to hold him off.

Luo Tianyang had always scoffed at such things, letting Ersha chatter away while resolutely forbidding him to go, not even under the guise of tourism.

Ever since he began practicing Daoist arts, Ersha's increase in physical strength had not been obvious, but his speed and reaction time had grown exponentially. His execution of the Seven-Star Step allowed him to go toe-to-toe with fierce ghosts. In his eyes, Zhang Daxiong's punching speed seemed like slow motion; with a slight tilt of his head, he dodged the fist and delivered a heavy blow straight to Zhang Daxiong's abdomen.

"Control your breathing, get familiar with and master your new power," Murong Tian said to the third elder of the Tian clan.

Lady Qing lay upon the bedchamber couch, weeping bitterly. Today was already the third day, and if Li Zinan still could not be found, Lady Qing would likely collapse.