Chapter 153: Past Events of Yore

White Dove looked at Sister Bing, anxiously pushed Shi Yi into the laboratory, and stood quietly in a corner without saying a word.

"Sister White Dove, do you know what's going on with Sister Bing? I've never seen her look so anxious before."

"Yeah, it's as if the person lying on that bed is some close relative of hers."

The others chattered amongst themselves on the side, failing to notice that White Dove's expression had turned somewhat pale, and continued talking endlessly.

Shuchi suddenly felt a sharp pain in her jaw, which gradually turned into the agonizing sensation that her jawbones were about to shatter and her tendons snap.

At the wedding, fluorescent lights shimmered amidst a flurry of elegant gowns and suits. After congratulating the newlyweds, many people immediately gathered around them to make small talk.

Seeing how persistent Shang Peidi was, Xiang Feng had no choice but to temporarily put the USB flash drive away. After calming his mind, he sat down at the restaurant.

"What!?" The three of them looked at Li Xiao in astonishment. It would be a serious problem if Li Xiao didn't go. Right now, Emperor Hero's strength was still very limited, and offending Southern Overlord and Northern Lingtian directly would be catastrophic.

Liu Ruyan originally harbored resentment toward Liang Yimo. Why was her son hit by a car on the street for no reason? Judging by the posture, at that time Liang Yimo was protecting the boy in his arms, disregarding his own safety, which was why the car accident happened.

Bo Jingjing's lips twitched slightly, but like the other classmates, she snapped back to her senses the moment Luo Chenyang's gaze swept over them.

However, the entire enormous circular venue could be roughly divided into nine zones, naturally corresponding to princes of the first to ninth ranks.

Yang Shimin, what is wrong with you again? You haven't even been on the job for a day! Why are you like this? One look and you could tell something was wrong.

Furthermore, using an Iguanodon to scare people was something best done only once; doing it too frequently would easily attract attention. A rare occurrence would at most be treated as a story by others, circulating for a while before being quickly replaced by newer, stranger ghost and deity tales, so there was no need to worry about any lingering aftereffects.

You can have a pile of reasons to dislike someone, but for someone you like, it is a hazy feeling, with no explanation possible. Seo-hyun clearly had this kind of feeling, falling for him unconsciously.

After finishing in one breath, a hint of ferocity involuntarily flashed in Lin Li's eyes. In truth, any of Charlotte Linlin's subordinates could have accomplished this task; the cat and dog on Zou could not possibly resist Charlotte Linlin's grand army, but Lin Li still decided to take the field himself.

Speaking of this scoundrel, his background was rather rough as well. Before the age of ten, he was a motherless child, and his old man was a poor teacher.

"I'd be a fool to believe you. I don't care whether your so-called makeup artist was hired with money or sent to you for free; I only know that if she doesn't come soon, I'll have to arrange someone for you ourselves, otherwise there won't be enough time," said Zhang Jiawei.

Yet possessing the supreme life-saving divine ability of infinite regeneration, Jiang Wangyue had nothing to complain about and was quite satisfied.

"Of course, that idea was thought up by me, Andrew. Now that you mention it, I remember—did that church win the bid?" Andrew asked, patting his chest confidently.

The cruel moonlight cast a trace of chill. Ben Beckman was gradually reaching his limit after being bitten by a zombie, immediately smashing its head to continue fighting, but his movements had already become uncoordinated and beyond his strength.

Seeing this, Su Leqing prepared to head back to the hotel. He had basically finished seeing the attractions near the Piazza della Signoria in Florence, and since it was getting late, getting a good night's sleep early on was a good idea.

"Hardships and bitter regrets furrowed my frosted temples; fallen and dejected, I have newly halted my cup of murky wine." The final two lines finally emerged, carrying the lingering resonance.

Yet at this very moment, the hearts of these surviving Imperial Guard soldiers were relaxed, excited, and even tinged with a deep sense of satisfaction.

As he plunged deeper, drowsiness also crept in. At the very moment just before falling asleep, the three words "stage board" flashed through Luo Yifan's mind.