Chapter 134: What About Your Lyrics? I Do Have Them—“Yo Yo”!

Upon seeing Xu Ze, Zheng Yu immediately stepped forward and shook his hand, speaking in a deeply magnetic, mature voice:
"Hello, Xu Ze. I am Zheng Yu."
Xu Ze looked at Zheng Yu's solemn expression, feeling a bit bewildered. Hadn't they already met backstage last time? Why act as if this were their first introduction?
Zheng Yu, however, was thinking that their previous meeting had been a friendly encounter between professional colleagues, but this time, it was a meeting between men.

As the selection date drew near, more and more disciples practiced at the Heavenly River. They began to spend money to cultivate in the paid zones, where the results were remarkably effective.

A sudden surge of power erupted within the youth's body, surprisingly supporting him as he walked up to Fan Yunxiao.

"Since you have come to my turf today, you must follow my rules if you want to leave!" Zhang Zhiyuan declared with an arrogant air.

This civet cat had been intended as a gift for Li Mingxue, but by the time he returned to the Central Plains, she had already gone to the Northern Territory. Through a series of coincidences, the Golden Wind Civet remained at the Earth Master's Mansion to cultivate.

"Congratulations to this young lady for winning the final auction item," Qiao Xin'er said with a faint smile.

Quiet returned once more. Of course, the faint whimpering sounds from Tonami continued; perhaps exhausted from a busy morning, Iroha suddenly began to feel sleepy.

The fatigue of cultivation lingered in Ling Zun's body. He extinguished the lamp and rested on the bed with Lu Qi. Aside from the patrolling guards, everyone else had fallen into a deep slumber.

"After Nan Wuxiang gathers the men, guard the Red Essence Cave well and watch out for Tian Wuji." Just then, a remarkably clear voice resonated in everyone's ears, as if the speaker were standing right beside them.

Yet, they had never expected such an outcome. They were left speechless, utterly devoid of spirit, and could only accept the situation with a bitter smile, powerless to change anything.

The Supreme Saint Venerable of the Grand Group held a ceremony to abdicate his position, but on that very day, the King of the Dragon Kingdom mobilized all the forces of the capital to eradicate the Grand Group.

In the era where Gao Changgong once lived, he had to hide his brilliance, not daring to reveal his superb martial arts. The emperor, a man who had murdered his own father, was too suspicious and had always been on guard against him.

"You simply want to see her on a whim? Brother Chen seems to have forgotten that Sikong Yue'er is my wife, Nangong Jin's, not someone you can see whenever you please." Although the tone was indifferent, it carried an intimidating weight. The surrounding air grew increasingly oppressive with Nangong Jin’s words—suffocatingly so.

He had to devise a foolproof plan to prevent the Snow Tiger from staying by Mei Lan's side, or to get both of them away from the Jade Dragon Bed, giving him enough time to pocket the treasure. What, then, should he do?

"No need. You're neither a doctor, and I'm afraid you'd just cure me into a complete imbecile!" Li Yi curled his lip as he spoke.

Under Nangong Jin's close observation, Ning Baobei slowly stood up, walked to the vase in front of her, and reached out to grab the early chrysanthemum that was blooming in full glory.

"No! So what if we don't know each other? We can start over. Yes, we can." She would definitely make Yu Bo marry her; there would be plenty of fun to be had then.

Mu Biwei and Lady He were both anticipating that the Right Consort E would make a move against Ji Xie. While they prepared with trepidation, the Right Consort E spent her days preoccupied with entangling herself with Ji Shen, to the point that she rarely even visited the Heyi Palace.

"Do you think I'm coming to you because of power?" Ye Lixin knitted his sword-like brows, questioning with dissatisfaction.

However, Xing Jingyuan certainly could not bear to leave his precious chariot troops here to defend, as it would prevent them from utilizing their tactical advantages.

The phone rang again, but Duan Chengyu ignored it. He started the car, didn't look at the building one last time, and drove away.