Chapter 156: The Heaven's Pride Roll

Mingying.
The Dharma incarnation of a True Monarch of the Sixth Realm of the Five Elements Palace.
At first glance, he looked very young, at most just over thirty years old.
He wore a white Daoist robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders, a handsome face, and a gentle gaze.
If one looked closer, it seemed as though his entire person was veiled in an intangible aura, making it difficult for others to remember his appearance.
This was a true heavyweight of the immortal world!
Though still separated by a vast chasm from the divine beings of the Seventh Realm, he had long since transcended the realm of mortals.
She was a peerless expert combining both spiritual power and internal energy. To her, swimming was as effortless as eating a meal.
Liang Zhitang gave a rough explanation when she asked about it. It turned out that the old man had inadvertently bumped into him with a carrying pole, which led to the current disaster where the chestnuts were scattered all over the ground and a man was beaten to the ground.
Everyone only saw the fox in Linghu's hand freeze for a second, and then, as if stricken with madness, it began to convulse violently. Its four limbs thrashed wildly in the air, baring its teeth repeatedly at the Demon King as if it desperately wanted to rush up and bite him.
"Then I shall take my leave." Pitchfork exchanged farewells with Zhang Nianzu and the others once more, then furrowed his brow and walked away, gesturing all the while.
Faced with irrefutable evidence, the culprit confessed everything. It turned out that he and his brother were very poor. They followed their mother when she remarried into the Pressure Cooker family, and only then did their lives begin to improve. However, fortune is unpredictable; ever since the Pressure Cooker fell ill and stayed at home, they grew distant from him. After all, he wasn't their biological son, so there was simply no way they would take such good care of him.
This forced Qiao Chu to be on her guard. If there was truly nothing wrong with her body, why had she fainted on several occasions?
When the police rushed into the lounge, what met their eyes was Qiao Zitong, naked, laughing hysterically and acting like a madwoman.
Yet the results were the same as last time: all organs were normal, and her heartbeat and electroencephalogram were completely normal.
"Really?" Ye Ting was somewhat excited; this was indeed good news. Su Nianxin was rather startled—could the harmony of Yin and Yang actually possess such an effect?
Ripple endured it all quietly, merely turning to gaze at that desolate and forlorn retreating figure. For just a moment, a droplet slid down his chin.
Usually, they let Big Black help keep an eye on the children, getting washed up to play and frolic with Xinwei. When the children grew older, they would have Big Black help walk them to school. With a large dog accompanying the children, the parents could rest much easier.
What baffled Xu Yunge, however, was that the remaining reward was different from the previous ones. It was a dark red thread of fate, along with a festive invitation card.
"I never expected Chengcheng to like him this much." After looking through all the photos, Tang Dandan let out a heartfelt sigh. Tang Chengcheng had saved so many R-rated photos; to say she didn't like Liao Shaojiang would definitely be a lie.
Yet I did not reveal any unusual behavior. If I were to display even a trace of fatigue, I believe Nie Feng would strike me down without a moment's hesitation, nipping me—a powerful opponent yet to fully mature, as well as an enemy—in the cradle.
The stifling atmosphere coupled with the thick smell of paint made Wu Gang feel somewhat nauseous. Looking at Lu Tao, his face was already flushed red, as if the next moment he would throw up.
Zhou Shaoan's fists clenched tighter and tighter, until finally his fingernails dug deep, crescent-shaped indentations into his palms.
Mo Qi shook her head. "No, my eyes just suddenly stung a bit." For a father to act so disgracefully and lose all his dignity—and perhaps even incur the disgust of others because of it—made her heart ache with grief.
The animal immortals of Northeast China originated from ancient shamanism. Shamanism believed that mountains, rivers, and streams all possessed their own souls, and the energetic fields emitted by these souls were filled with wildness. To master the vital breath of the mountains and rivers was equivalent to acquiring the power of nature.
Nuannuan was probably tired, for she was sleeping soundly and sweetly. Gu Yue leaned against the head of the bed, his gaze never leaving her face for even a single second.
If Wu Gang were to agree to him now, he would undoubtedly fall right into the trap he had set. It was obvious that all the employees somewhat agreed with Kang Kai's words, but simply out of regard for Qin Meijia's presence, none of them voiced it aloud.