23 Traversing Through Time to the Qing Dynasty (23)

"Not only that, it also uses a mobile phone to record videos. It was the one that recorded the fifth video," I quickly added.

"What's the matter, Eaton? Do you want to fight me?" Menger was instantly infuriated. He had kindly advised Eaton to use his brain, but Eaton had not only refused to appreciate the gesture but also refused to give him any face, making him look like a fool.

Cheng Mosu focused on the chessboard. Although she felt a vague sense of unease, she still made her moves according to her original plan. In the next instant, she seemed to have seized control of the game, leaving Shao Yi following her lead and reduced to mere defense. A smile played on her rose-colored lips; she was going to win. She had not expected victory to be so simple.

Actually, I was not worried. We had long known that Mulin harbored ulterior motives, and Alimu was prepared. After all, Alimu was ranked third on the Red List, which was still higher than Mulin. I had no idea what had gotten into Mulin to make him turn on his own people in such a desperate situation.

"Zheng Nan, what are you doing? I'm telling you, if you dare to fire that gun, I will never forgive you!" Upon hearing Zheng Nan's roar, Hua Yiyi snapped out of the wonderful sensation triggered by their kiss. Seeing Zheng Nan pull out a gun, she immediately stood in front of Wan Li and said.

Shui Qingyan took off my pants and used a lighter to burn and extract the insects from them. Fortunately, my buttocks were fleshy, and the insects hadn't burrowed in very deep; the wounds from the strange fish biting off chunks of flesh were actually far more painful.

At the same time, she struggled to stand up and flee. But her legs had gone weak with fear, and she couldn't get up at all. Thus, she could only crawl across the grass, trying to put distance between herself and Wan Li.

Lu Chen was furious when he heard this, but he first had to explain to Xu Ziyi that he had been studying sculpture with Elder Lu the day before yesterday and had only returned to Liaocheng last night.

His approach was unprecedented. Relying on his cultivation as a third-level Soul Master, he actually withstood the mountain-like weight of the Buddha's claw, and then, seizing the moment when the Red Buddha's movements stalled, he unleashed his ultimate move, "The God's Wrath."

Huang Jiu'er looked at Mo Junyu, who wouldn't let go of her hand, with an expression of utter despair, having already flayed him a thousand times over in her mind.

"This silver can't talk, so who knows whose it is? Stop trying to frame me," Le Qin retorted.

As if sensing that Zhu Ming was in mortal danger, the "Gate of All Wonders" flickered gently, automatically injecting all the energy it had accumulated over a long time into the Dharma Image of Guan Sheng.

Mu Jing knew that she had been trying to absolve her imperial brother just now. She had always wanted a brother to dote on her. Over the past year, apart from missing her good friend, she had been living quite well, especially since Mu Jing had stopped being overbearing and Mu Xiao had treated her even better.

Lingzhi Lingxiao—she should have guessed there was a connection; otherwise, who could have persuaded Boss Qiao to use a newcomer who wasn't even a film school graduate?

Following that, regardless of what happened to Sakai, the Dharma Image of Guan Sheng flashed behind him, and the world fell into a state of chilling silence.

Mo Ying gripped her handkerchief tightly, struggling to maintain a smile on her face as she nodded slightly toward Lady Yun.

Su Zimo was stunned. Wasn't this about his apprenticeship? How did it get around to boiling porridge? Nevertheless, he nodded honestly.

席 Feng knew and understood everyone in the Chu family’s second branch. Moreover, every year when she accompanied the Old Madam to the summer resort, the people from the second branch would always follow uninvited.

But after they got closer and she saw their faces, Yu Bixin instantly realized they were there to save her, so she immediately pretended not to know them and tried her best to maintain her previous expression.

Although Galning had no grievances with her for the time being, for the sake of Ye Lingyuan, there were some things that had to be done.

She told herself that she would strive to live, live well, and try to make her life a little happier.

Although Hao Yansen was no longer playing Luo Baichuan, he had kept the phone number and could occasionally still fill that role.

"You can live like a normal person. As for the scars on your face, they will require plastic surgery. While they can't be restored to exactly how they were before, you will be able to face people normally," Ye Gu explained.

Furthermore, they hadn't really exploited her; her sacrifice was for the good of the Jiang family, so Jiang Deliang naturally had no objections.

"We must both be fine, and neither of us must die! We two shall stay together until the very last day of our lives." Su Qianxun intertwined her fingers with his.

The next second, Gu Chen heard a series of beeps on the phone; Jian Sangyu had really hung up.

"She only speaks nicely to certain people; otherwise, how could Zhou Xuan have been angered into leaving by just a few words from her?" Chen Xian had no intention of talking to Jian Sangyu.

Long Sijue's appearance caused all the mothers nearby to look over; after all, Long Sijue's physique was far too striking.

Only then did the Western Concubine's feet touch the ground. As she leaned forward and dashed in pursuit, Yi Zhi appeared behind her, sword in hand. As the Dao Venerable shifted his form and retreated, Yi Zhi vanished along with him.

"What is the plan?" Diwu Ming didn't think much of it, provided it could help Li Yaojie overcome his predicament.

Shui Bo Tianhao also sensed Zhuang Wangu's intent, but Tianhao did not interfere, nor could he. In terms of mastery over the spatial universe, Zhuang Wangu was far superior. However, having been unaware of affairs in the God-Demon Realm for a long time, Shui Bo Tianhao did not understand when such a top-tier expert who could control space had emerged.

Zhao Zhengce understood what Xiao Da meant, but he did not respond immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and smoked it gloomily.