Chapter 157: The End of the Great Dream (Completed)

The monster did not retreat. Instead, it frantically slammed against the water curtain, as if attempting to break through and tear Meng Kui to pieces.

That howling made my blood race and my heart flutter with anxiety! I took a huge gulp of water, which finally made me feel a bit better! Teacher Huang and I stopped talking, and before we knew it, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Having said that, Rong Lin glanced at Rong Zhen beside her. She refused to believe that anyone could not like the Crown Prince, or that the Crown Prince would choose her as the Crown Princess.

She actually detected a hint of approval in those few words. Surprised, she turned her head and blinked at him.

Afterward, Dong Bufan took a deep breath, and without any hesitation, charged directly toward the members of the Demon clan.

Meanwhile, Mu Hanyao merely watched without giving any orders, which inevitably left Yi Wu and Li Su feeling rather puzzled.

Gu Yefeng raised his gaze to the distance and saw hundreds of figures in black descending from the sky, landing right at the entrance of the sleeping quarters. At that moment, Hun's figure descended, bringing the shadow guards to block the front.

Jin Mu arrived early the next morning. Upon arrival, she went straight to sleep without telling us anything. Figuring she must be exhausted from the past few days, I decided not to disturb her and simply waited quietly.

"Shi Xiaoxin, I hate you! Why did you have to steal my first kiss? That was supposed to be saved for my future husband!" Lin Youyang said with a grievance-laden tone.

"What does mother mean?" Madam Xu merely nodded without directly answering her daughter-in-law's question.

Such a setup both fulfilled the practical production requirements of a television program and catered to the aesthetic tendencies of most urban viewers. Therefore, setting aside a profound respect for "labor," the aesthetic of this show fundamentally satisfied the aesthetic preferences of the majority of the audience.

Yet, the "To Be Continued" at the end of the drama let them know precisely why this series was able to dominate above all others.

As it turned out, the good things people hoped for rarely happened, but the bad things they dreaded always managed to creep up beside them unawares.

We did not enter those factory buildings, but merely observed from the perimeter. We saw a large quantity of clay jars being transported in and then hauled back out by chocobo carts whose handlers had their noses and mouths covered, clearly indicating a thriving business.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly noticed that the surrounding pure white feathers were not fading away gradually at all; instead, they were becoming increasingly dense, their brilliant radiance filling every single nook and cranny of the space.

She raised her head to look at him, her body still resting powerlessly on the soft couch. She opened her mouth as if to speak, but seemed momentarily unable to figure out what to say.

A snowcat was driving slowly across the boundless, distant ice field. Even though humanity had completed its industrial revolution over a century ago, deep within the extremely harsh weather of the Siberian ice field, there were still few traces of human activity.

This could not really be blamed on Angel; Ji Xie had concentrated entirely on cultivation over the past two days, losing track of everything happening outside his room, only knowing that whenever his cultivation ended and he felt hungry, meals would always be waiting for him on the table.

After returning to the bedroom, Kasumigaoka Utaha felt somewhat tired from forcing herself to linger by the doorway earlier, so she lay down on the bed the moment she got back.

"Hanyu-kun, did you come to see me?" After a moment, seeing that Hanyu remained silent, Kasumigaoka Utaha hurriedly found a topic to chat with him about, fearing she might fall asleep.

Mu Xinan asked the amusement park staff for directions and brought Shi Bowen to the broadcasting booth at the visitor center.

For a moment, Zhang Zheng couldn't quite wrap his head around it. Was there... any power within their team?

At that moment, Zhang Zheng abruptly realized that the voice sounded somewhat familiar to him. Why did it feel so much like that jerk Bai Jin's voice?

Although she had eaten birthday cakes back at the orphanage in her previous life, she had always shared them with other children born in the same month.

"Are there many insiders within Dashi Pass, or are there many insiders in every city?" Looking at the caravan continuously setting fires on the crystal projection, Jiang Hua raised his question.

The young man faced the podium, leaning lazily against a chair, when his shoulder was suddenly tapped lightly.

Jiang Shan took a deep breath. Forcing herself to remain calm at a moment like this was truly not easy, but she had to do it.

"Comparing people to each other can really infuriate you," Song Haomin, who had been keeping quiet and burying himself in his food, suddenly blurted out, instantly cracking up the whole family.

Hu Xing felt a pang of heartache for the suicide squad, yet those men marched toward Yancheng with a resolve of no return.

However, thinking of the famous Sword Villa, a bold idea suddenly arose in Ye Xun's heart. Now that both Yi Jiufeng and Ah Qing had mastered the technique of wielding eight swords simultaneously, could he have the two of them establish a Famous Sword Villa in this alien world as well, in order to gather all the swordsmen wandering the jianghu who had not joined any sect?

Facing the vanished Qiankun Academy, all the royals could only hope that when immortals and demons fought, ordinary mortals would be spared. They simply prayed to break the curse of the cold-blood disease and grant their descendants healthy bodies.

Aili, outside the door, was frantic and helpless, so he threw himself against the door to break it open. As soon as it swung open, he saw Ling'er collapsed on the floor. He rushed over anxiously, scooped Ling'er up onto the bed, and cried out in shock, "Why is your body so cold? I'm taking you to the hospital..." With that, Aili made a move to pick her up again.

Having gained experience in subduing the hexagon, Li睿 was now quite familiar with the process. Seeing the gray mist rushing toward him, he simply expanded his mental power and swept the nearest wisps of gray mist right into it.

Yet what about herself? Why had she also fallen for such a seemingly fickle man? Knowing full well that this man had once manipulated her mind and tried to turn her into a puppet, why was it that after regaining her clarity, she didn't feel hatred, but rather a very contradictory sort of feeling?

"Old man, this Realm of the Sea of Stars is indeed difficult to bypass." Zongyang gazed out at the two sides of this thunder wall, which stretched out endlessly beyond sight, rendering even spiritual sense detection futile.