Volume 1, Chapter 50: Washing President Su's Hair Online
As soon as this bullet comment appeared, everyone started discussing it. The popularity of the live stream soared, and the viewer count soon broke ten thousand, which was far more thrilling than the usual handful of viewers.
However, the operations guy hadn't lost his mind; this wasn't a romance reality show, and selling products was the main priority.
He would hurry forward to ask questions whenever the other person seemed to be in a good mood, and quietly practice by himself without saying a single word whenever the other person was in a bad mood.
His trip to the Demon Realm this time was not for the Spirit-Washing Pond. That stuff was of little use to him; as for the artifact spirits inside, they were even more useless. He didn't possess the Heaven-Defining Bottle anyway, and as for whether Han Li could obtain it in the future, what on earth did that have to do with him?
Meanwhile, beams of starlight descended from the galaxy, directly enveloping Shen Hao, Guan Lanhui, and the others.
Mu Xi shifted her gaze and saw the bouquet of roses placed on the windowsill, blooming passionately and unrestrainedly.
He didn't speak either, only secretly releasing his divine sense to sense whether any other magical auras were appearing nearby.
After escorting Bigan a thousand miles away from Chaoge, the lotus incarnation felt that he could now fly away carrying Bigan. Without standing on ceremony with Bigan, he directly took him and used the earth-escaping technique to head toward the Fire Cloud Palace.
There was another reason: Danzo offered far too many things. Originally, he hadn't wanted them, but there really were too many, so he had to apologize to Lord Third and Lord Jiraiya.
Su He breathed a sigh of relief. In her heart, Teacher Li still commanded a great deal of authority. While she wasn't afraid of him, Su He respected him deeply. Teacher Li had imparted all his knowledge to her in meticulous detail, and it could be said that he treated her exceptionally well; she did not want to let him down.
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The tree stump didn't know what to say either. Previously, he had assumed that Okee, who purchased the floral essence water, was a third-tier apprentice. Now it seemed Okee hadn't been one back then, though he looked closer to it nowadays—so desperate that he disregarded the side effects.
Because he had committed many unscrupulous deeds in daily life, Bo Lü, while calculating the wedding date for Bo Yaruo, took the precaution of requesting an amulet for himself to ward off evil spirits and banish demons.
Cristiano had his own perspective. With his transcendent status, he could say whatever he wanted. He could hardly be considered a core affiliate of Mourinho; at best, the two cooperated with each other. Mourinho might dare to touch anyone else in the team, but he would never dare to touch Cristiano.
The old man was so happy that he couldn't sleep all night. The thought that the family could finally be together every day filled him with even greater excitement.
Yuan Zongliang had also heard legends in the martial arts world of techniques that could absorb others' internal energy, but perhaps due to being far too evil, such martial arts had ever since remained mere legends, with no historical records to be found over the past hundred years.
After lifting the trophy high on the stands, the Real Madrid players crowded around it, carrying it to the center of the pitch to display and pose for group photos. They paraded around the stadium to show the trophy to the Real Madrid fans and interact with them; some players gave their jerseys to the fans, while others tossed commemorative T-shirts into the stands.
Politely declining the two men's efforts to make him stay, he left the pleasure house alone. Looking up at the bright moonlight, he suddenly had no idea where his single self should return. A gust of wind blew away the dark clouds, making the moonlight shine even more brilliantly, yet casting its light upon a lone figure, it only made him appear all the more desolate. But at that very moment, a pair of puzzled eyes in the distance slowly withdrew their disheartened form.
Lu Yan let out a muffled grunt in response to the team leader. He didn't want to waste any more idle chatter on him; while these words sounded fine to others, they caused not the slightest ripple within him, nor could they stir up even a fraction of emotion.
"The night is still young, but you must be tired, so just go ahead and sleep. The four of us are quite enough." Qiu Lu did not continue dwelling on Ye Tianyi's auditory illusion, suggesting instead. Since they were already awake, there was no need to force the three members of the first round to push themselves; she was more than happy to go along with this natural convenience.