Chapter 115: Explosive Rap, Sweeping the Entire Internet

On the stage, four backup dancers ran up in order.
In the darkness, Xu Ze entered, and then the lights came on.
Only then did everyone realize that Xu Ze was wearing a standard hip-hop outfit.
“Wow, Xu Ze looks so cool in this.”
“Why are there backup dancers? Is Xu Ze going to sing and dance?”
At that moment, a catchy and explosive melody suddenly erupted, and Xu Ze’s rap followed swiftly.
If Hua Tuo were alive again,
Mu Yao pressed her lips and gazed at the reflection in the mirror; Ling Miaomiao looked down at her own fingers, eyelashes lowered, her eyes rarely outlined by a touch of rouge, her lips not yet painted in bright red.
Now, Xiao Yu looked at the radiant man before her. Yes, Xiao Yu’s wish was to become an international pianist, and that was because 404 had given her just one chance.
“What’s that? The three-legged golden crow?” Zhu Feng exclaimed in shock. She was now a fire-type life form, especially sensitive to the suppression rooted in her bloodline.
For Ryoko Hirose, this was both a rare opportunity and a kind of unspeakable torment.
A young talent, with a respectable family background, every word and phrase marked by humility and propriety. His handwriting was upright and sharp, carrying the same formidable allure as himself, misleading others into believing he was a straightforward, trustworthy young man.
The wooden pagoda suddenly flew from the sleeve, expanding rapidly, casting a massive shadow over their heads.
He slowly lowered his gaze, rummaged in his arms, and pulled out a crumpled paper packet, the sheets stuck together from having been soaked.
“He’s called Shinobu Nakayama. Apparently the manager messed up the schedule,” the staffer hurriedly replied to the young man’s question.
Xiao Yu grumbled, “You have to give a return gift for this?” while following Ji ?. After all, quite a few people were still paying attention to him, and Xiao Yu didn’t want Ji ? to lose face.
Dressed in a heavy spacesuit, I entered the compartment I’d pondered over. There were only two seats inside, since the bulky suits had required the removal and modification of the original seating.
Of course, for Caesar’s son Bohemond, Tancred was the annoying child from another family.
Yet clearly, because of regulations, no matter what he said, the soldiers of the guard platoon had no intention of letting him in.
Hearing footsteps drawing closer, just as Yin concentrated, ready to strike, a pair of broad, warm hands gently supported his arm. Yin didn’t dare to move, unsure what that bastard intended; if he accidentally hurt someone, the days ahead in prison would surely be miserable for both.
Soon after, William announced he would send Bishop Fécamp of the Normans to serve as Archbishop of Aquitaine in the Archdiocese of Agen and act as his deputy, while he himself would take on the role of royal chaplain, linking the Pope and William.
Three disciples of the Bai family unleashed their powerful divine rune force, and instantly the energy in the arena surged like waves in the sea, billowing outward in all directions.
“Yes, he doesn’t want to deceive anyone, nor does he wish to utter any more regretful surprises. The sooner it’s said, the sooner it’s handled,” Yue Wan’er said helplessly.
This event shocked the entire Western world. Along with subsequent attacks on pilgrims, it accumulated and eventually became one of the major causes of the Crusades.
Facing the overwhelming number of light and heavy cavalry, Sir Tim, commander of the Alençon coalition cavalry, felt his eyelid twitch, wary of engaging, and secretly regretted not bringing the entire coalition force.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The puppet troops fired their rifles wildly into the woods, splintering some trees, breaking some branches, leaves scattering everywhere.
Wang Qiang glanced at Liang Chaowei, who was bent over his script, then at the calm Ah Gan, completely unable to figure out what had just happened.