Volume One, Chapter 32: Framed

This was his first time officially entering this forest. As he had expected, the place was teeming with many Pokémon.

Suddenly recalling something, Su Ye walked to the entrance of the exhibition and asked the staff at the Ah Li booth for a tote bag, which seemed to contain an exhibition directory.

However, after experiencing several close calls, she had become exceptionally alert whenever she went out; she could detect the slightest movement with vigilance.

Given the massive scale of the incident's impact, there would surely be professional judges who would make reasonable judgments as soon as possible.

Yao Mi pulled her hand away from Su Ye’s, ran to the door to check through the peephole, and then ran back.

When half of a team consists of "savages," the other so-called elite members are inevitably assimilated. A team assembled on the fly is truly unreliable; Jing Lang felt like lighting a cigarette to soothe his loneliness right there and then.

Urshifu picked them all, placed them in a basket, and then, carrying the basket in one hand and holding Lin Yi’s hand with the other, walked toward the forest.

Lu Xianchen did not expect them to arrive so early. After receiving the call, he notified his parents and took his assistant to the entrance of the farm to welcome them.

Her state of mind was vastly different from the previous two times; there was no resentment born from Xu Yanzhi’s cold words, nor was there any anxiety caused by Xixi’s illness.

To do what she loved—let alone the harsh sunlight, even if there were mountains of blades and seas of fire ahead, she would charge forward with courage.

It was precisely because of Huo Qubing’s desperate fighting not long ago that the generals in the army who had previously held grievances against him shut their mouths and put away their looks of contempt.

"Fine, you should head back first. Remember to keep your phone on; I might still need your help with something." His tone was somewhat deflated and much calmer. "Take good care of your injuries." Lei Ao glanced at me, quite sincerely; after all, we now had a common language.

The old Daoist’s words echoed in Han Yang’s ears. "The benevolent are invincible?" Han Yang fell silent for a moment, then suddenly turned and walked into the depths of the alley. Zhao Shijiao and Mochizuki Shiyuki were slightly stunned and hurried to follow.

"You want to cooperate with us and use our hands to wipe out the Yagyu clan?" The Hedgehog interrupted Miyamoto Zo.

Some soldiers said they heard it, while others said they didn’t. Qin Shi Huang thought for a moment and decided not to dwell on it; perhaps he had misheard. As he turned to leave, that faint, elusive sound came again.

Duan Shulan walked to the window and looked toward what used to be He Yehuah’s room. In the past, at least he had stood behind her; even if he said nothing and did nothing, he had given her immense strength.

Li Zhi usually only knelt before his father and grandfather during ancestral rites, or bowed to the deities when offering sacrifices to Heaven. In other words, ever since he became Emperor, he had only ever knelt before memorial tablets.

"Everyone, quiet down." As soon as A Chao Hong stepped onto the podium, he stretched out his dark, calloused hands and gestured downward.

When both waves of aura were released, Huo Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. This first step of succession had been successfully completed.

"Pfft," Lucy laughed. This was unexpected. I had thought that after what Chen Ying said, it would be good enough if Lucy didn't cry, but she actually laughed.

Ruan Ying was curious. Upon opening the red cloth, she found a thick stack of cash, food coupons, and fabric coupons, an industrial voucher, and at the very bottom, an agricultural savings passbook.

Hearing the person speak to her like that, Su Jingge was momentarily speechless, yet she didn't feel there was anything wrong with her actions.

Zhi An felt that this gentleman seemed much more human than when they last met. Though she didn't know why, she saw it as a good thing, as it made him easier to approach. However, she didn't know why she always felt more bashful when facing him, her face burning with embarrassment.

She wanted to curse him out, but her words were cut short by the man’s fierce kiss, turning everything into incoherent whimpers.

Before leaving, he also gave Old Xu some information regarding the development plans and practical applications of other new products. Although, with Chen Feng’s current way of thinking and capabilities, he could only start by refining and developing basic daily necessities, these items and concepts were non-existent in this world.

By the time Lin Yang woke up, it was already the morning of the second day. Looking at the empty spot on the bed, he felt a strange sensation in his heart.

After the halftime break, Ye Chunguang was substituted out. He stayed backstage with the rest of his teammates to watch the match.

The leader of the group pursuing the Western Turk Princess sank into a grim expression, and his confidence began to waver.

The soldiers were joyful; at the very least, they had defended half of their homeland, at least they hadn't let the fire consume everything.

She turned her head to avoid looking, picked up the red wine, and gulped it down.

"So many venom-absorbing insects... they should be able to neutralize the potent poison in Senior White Emperor’s body, right?" Tang Jiayu said uncertainly.

Most television dramas filmed nowadays don't feature large-scale battle scenes, not because they are difficult to film, but because the production costs are too high.

In fact, as Meng Xiu’s disciple, although he hadn’t been there long, he had followed along every time Meng Xiu disciplined the newcomers. But this time was an exception; it was the first time Meng Xiu had shut him out.

Suddenly, a beam of black light formed a giant pillar, appearing to carry endless chill, heading straight for everyone’s hearts.

Watching the smoke in the room grow thicker and thicker, Ye Qing had no solutions and could only sigh on the sidelines; it was her own lack of skill to blame.

With so many people watching, it would be impossible to hide. It would likely spread throughout the Star Palace before long, and Geng Jungang would become a "celebrity"—a celebrity mocked by others.