Chapter 64 Why Help Him

Seeing that Yin Xiaochuan and the actress were on the verge of a quarrel, the host chuckled, still thrilled by the dramatic effect for the show.

Sumian’s heart sank. She was acutely sensitive to the ways of the entertainment industry. If things continued this way, once the episode aired, the internet would surely be flooded with harsh criticisms, accusing Yin Xiaochuan of disrespecting women and taking things way too seriously.

This was actually a topic Sumian had once heard Yin Xiaochuan talk about: back in high school, his biological younger sister had been in a car accident. Although she was physically unharmed, it left a deep psychological shadow and nearly drove her into depression.

The door was suddenly flung open, and a fresh fragrance of skin, carrying a wave of damp, sultry heat, rushed into Ning Tao's nostrils.

Zhu Dafu became even more smug. This was ironclad evidence. As long as he insisted that the meat belonged to his own pig, he could thoroughly ruin Luo Hao.

"Who told you to come in? Get out!" Lan Mingxin, already burning with anger, had no patience for this lazy slacker. Not only had he taken her virginity last night, but now he actually dared to barge in and cause trouble.

Flashing down from afar, seeing Yang Yiyun from a distance, Ye Wuxin's previously swollen eyes instantly turned completely red, tears swirling in her eye sockets. She dove down through the air and threw herself into Yang Yiyun's arms.

Countless adoring fans began to scream. Amidst the white light, the tall, thin, and fair-skinned youth seemed somewhat shy, smiling timidly.

Xue Zhan had grown anxious precisely because of these thoughts. Staying behind would inevitably offend the Empress Dowager and the Fang family, and His Majesty wouldn't be pleased either. Not staying, on the other hand, would surely anger the Crown Prince. It was a situation where she would be caught in the middle and blamed by all sides.

Lowering her head abruptly, Mo Qing felt as though her face was burning like the roasted pig over a fire, flushed and searing hot.

Leng Meiying furrowed her brows in secret, not because of the two grade-five magical beasts before her, but because of the several formidable experts hiding in the shadows.

Using this matter to threaten him—no matter how estranged they were, in the eyes of outsiders, he, Zhao Zhengqing, was still his son.

How could he have ever gone to provoke Luo Hao? In this furnace-like place, sending a message was impossible; crying out to the heavens brought no response, and pleading to the earth brought no aid.

"Kirin Step!" Wu Dengfeng recognized it instantly, smiled faintly, and also took large strides to follow. Long Qing deliberately chose secluded alleys to avoid drawing too much attention. Ten minutes later, she exited the urban area and arrived at the remote barbecue stand from her memory.

With that, Nie Rong slowly drew a breath deep into his abdomen, and his brows could not help but knit together tightly.

"Looking at it from every angle, I still don't feel this child has anything particularly special about him. I wonder why he became a disciple of Sect Master Liuye?" After Lin Shuihan left, Nan Fengzhu turned to ask Xiao Yuan.

The guard also approached the Emperor, carrying the carrier pigeon in his hands, and handed it over.

Upon hearing this, Du Zhengben felt as though Xu Jingyang already agreed with his viewpoint. He nodded vigorously, then cast another vicious glare at Liu Huaiyong.

"A-Xuan—" Chu Ning reeled back her thoughts, walked in a trance to Lan Chiwan's side, and gently placed her hands upon his lean cheeks, carefully stroking every inch of skin on his face.

"He warned me," Huojing replied coldly. Thinking back now, Changyun's veiled hints at that time must have been instigated by Yuan Kun and Qingxiong.

On the other side of the phone, Xiaoyu cupped her flushed cheeks with both hands and smiled infatuatedly. That fleeting moment of warmth and happiness dazzled all creation.

"The most important thing right now is still to annihilate this White Bird clan." A trace of grim, bone-chilling coldness flickered unsteadily in Ye Chu's eyes.

The servant glanced at the two of them, then looked at the guards following behind them. Leaving the door open, he turned and walked inside.

"In this way, we threaten Luoyang from three directions: Hangu, Shanzin, and the waterway of the Yellow River. Once His Majesty and the General capture Wan Cheng, we will threaten Luoyang from the southern side as well. The garrison in Luoyang will face enemies on all fronts, making it impossible to defend against." Wei Ye seemed to finally grasp Ge Liang's intention.

Seated high within the grand hall were five figures, every single one of them possessing the hair of an old crane and the complexion of a child, and their cultivation realms belonged to the absolute pinnacle of this world.