Chapter Thirty: Frying Fish at the Temple Grand Tournament

The Long Xingyu of the present is far less composed than he will be in the future. After all, with a Divine Seal Knight for a father and unparalleled talent, it is only natural for him to possess a proud heart. Pride is an excellent quality, but when taken too far, it becomes arrogance.

Priest Temple residential area. Inside a villa. It is not just Bai Yue who has come to the Holy City; Abao, Mendi, Yueye, and Leng Xiao have followed as well. In the villa hall.

Gingko was extremely reluctant to part ways, escorting Aunt Bixia all the way out. Before boarding the carriage, Aunt Bixia affectionately touched Gingko’s face and told her to come visit at home next time; Gingko nodded with a dejected expression.

Opening the storage room, the jewelry boxes sent by Changsheng Jewelry were also scattered messily on the floor.

"Haven't you already chosen five beautiful youths?" Jun Luoyuan’s incomparably handsome face was full of resentment.

"Big brother, this is a birthday song; it can only be sung during a birthday," Feng Yaya explained to clear up their confusion. She had already heard it several times and still felt that Mother sang it beautifully.

"Haha, haha!" Watching these two rivals bicker, the team members all burst into laughter. At this moment, their spirits were incredibly high, so naturally, they laughed heartily.

"..." Hearing Gong Chenchen’s voice, Du Banxia turned her gaze to the gift Du Qianqian had given her, and the sense of grievance in her heart deepened.

Although there had been improvement before, it was only slight. Now that it has improved so much, is it because of the cotton candy?

I only felt that my breathing was becoming increasingly difficult, and the scene before my eyes was growing blurrier.

In fact, other than being able to sit up, both of his hands were still bound by monitoring straps on either side of the hospital bed; how could he possibly move?

Before the insect could undergo any change, I threw the bottle, grabbed Mu Jinchen’s hand, and ran behind the nearby bushes.

Furthermore, according to national law, the Prince will be executed publicly, which is our best opportunity.

During a break, Bai Zhirui was sitting in a chair holding her script, nervously memorizing her lines, when suddenly her phone rang.

The crowd was speechless, and Zi Yishan’s beard trembled with rage, but his last shred of reason told him that he must not act rashly.

Ye Yushu did not look at me; she was just kneading Brother Kun’s shoulders as if she had never known me, but I would never mistake her for someone else.

But what drove her to the point of utter humiliation was when everyone sat together for the New Year's Eve dinner that afternoon.

She wanted to reach out to touch his cheek, kiss him, and tell him she was fine and not to be afraid, but she lacked even the strength to speak.

With a sizzling sound, flames ignited on one of Lord Shenyan’s hands, while a barrier blocking his path was disintegrating bit by bit under his power.

However, after passing through several doors, Tang Jing did not follow Gu Chenxi toward the place where the spirit beasts were kept, but stopped in a courtyard next to them, looking anxious.

The Sword Saint of the Island Nation, the strongest in the way of the sword and ranked fourth on the Divine Ability Ranking, had now been slapped in the face publicly by Ye Tianyang.

"She wasn't here to see me in the first place; as for me, it might just be displaced anger." Su Xiaoqiao suddenly remembered: wasn't Princess Qiyuki here to see Wang Man?

After Su Jin finished speaking, the lively Li Bai blinked his eyes, looking as if he were begging for praise and affection.

Ye Tianyang spoke: "This is the ruins of Snow Lotus Mountain, a place where cultivators roamed in the ancient times. Even immortals might appear here, let alone a demonic beast."

Seeing Xia Jie like this, Tang Xiangnuan felt a surge of triumph. As expected, Xia Jie didn't like her at all; he was just playing with her for fun.

"Let’s wait outside!" The man glanced at Su Xiaoqiao’s back before turning and walking out.

It is a badger-like creature, golden in color, with its fur standing on end and six tails appearing in the shape of lightning; it is the ancient Japanese god of thunder.