Chapter 31

Com a melhor amiga, casando-se na mansão do marquês para assistir aos dramas (romance transmigrado) Os bolinhos de feijão são deliciosos. 2247 words 2026-08-05 02:38:34

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Li Ergou and Cuihua turned to look at Solanta, who was spouting nonsense without the slightest hesitation. Confusion filled their eyes—they could not understand a word of the gibberish he was talking.

Upon hearing the Dragon Soul’s words, Situ Zhennan rose from his wheelchair and strode toward the restroom.

Uncle Wang took the menu written by the young man and handed it to Situ Zhennan. After comparing it with the menu Xia Chen had written, Situ Zhennan found no difference between them. A flash of anger and disappointment that he could barely conceal crossed his eyes.

Ordinary tank crews were often crushed into meat patties before they even had time to crawl out of their tanks.

At the same time, as his voice fell, everyone stared in astonishment as the body wrapped in flames suddenly expanded at an astonishing rate. In the blink of an eye, it had grown more than tenfold, becoming a colossal creature that blotted out the sky as it stretched across the air.

Standing at the entrance to the bustling street, Wang Tao waited until the pain in his hand had eased somewhat before walking to his Porsche 911. He opened the door, bent down, and climbed inside. The moment he placed both hands on the steering wheel, a piercing pain shot through his right hand.

Yao Yeping had resigned himself to his fate, but the other seven refused to sit and await death. They exchanged glances and prepared to fight back. Before they could make a move, however, a flash of cold light passed by. Pain struck their throats, followed by the ringing of their own cries in their ears.

Even if an emergency arose, it would always be the low-level security officers who charged into danger and threw themselves into the line of fire. There was no way it would ever be Zhang Guanglie.

Just then, the Grand Elder stepped directly onto the empty air and walked toward the Millennium Brewing Tower. At the same time, provocative words slowly issued from his mouth.

After Xue Xi had been persuaded like this, her heart grew much calmer. Indeed, if Liu Qingshan truly was that powerful, then the outcome had practically already been decided. No amount of agony or torment on her part could change it.

He had originally intended to sell these poisonous herbs in batches in Skywind City. Using them for an exchange now would save him considerable trouble.

Although the ceremonial robe, woven from a tangled mass of gray-green lines, looked somewhat awkward, in the face of her breathtaking beauty, the poor color scheme of her clothing had become utterly insignificant.

“Could this new Vulture City Lord really be planning to let Du Sanniang run wild in the Mo Family Tavern without doing anything?” Ye Tian furrowed his sword-shaped brows and immediately headed for the entrance of the Mo Family Tavern without giving it a second thought.

Seeing the hellhound meat on the plate in his hands, Big Baldhead could no longer restrain himself. He hurriedly seized it with his bare hands and began devouring it.

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For an ordinary person to possess even one of the five elemental constitutions—metal, wood, water, fire, or earth—was already enough to be considered a rare genius. Dong Keqi, however, possessed three attributes at once. Such a constitution was known as a tri-elemental constitution.

“It looks like I’ll be sleeping alone tonight.” Chai Lang sighed and headed toward his room. Before he reached it, however, he sensed two familiar presences inside.

At that moment, a sword cry came from Wujue. Feeling the emotions of the Wujue Sword, Ye Han realized that it was not he who had reached his limit this time—the Wujue Sword had. If he did not stop immediately, the sword might be unable to withstand the force that threatened to tear it apart at any moment and shatter into fragments.

The Americans plundered resources through war. China now relied on construction.

Over the past few months, Maple Leaf had helped him enormously. Naturally, this small matter was nothing.

The Demonic Cult disciple being reprimanded by Yao Ping’an wore a deferential expression, lowering his head and not daring to argue.

He even thought that once they were married, Xue’er’s car would become his car as well. Whenever he wanted to drive it, all he would need to do was say the word.

Qin Yan’s eyes widened at once. He took three quick steps backward, putting distance between himself and Rodman.

Now that things had been made so clear, Su Ming naturally understood. How could he hesitate? He immediately pounced on Xia Qingchan and knocked her down.

Liu Junyi had already lost all dignity when Li Xian rejected him earlier. Yet now, he had been rejected once again in front of so many people—and she had even refused to accompany him for drinks. What an utter failure! He had completely lost face as the heir of a wealthy and powerful family in Southern Capital.

Because he had consumed the Nine-Lifetime Reincarnation Grass, the Primordial Spirit Realm would not present him with a bottleneck in the short term. He could only set the matter aside for now and take another gamble once he encountered one.

After returning to the garrison office, he watched as the vast quantities of supplies delivered by the cargo ship were carefully checked and stored away by Supply Girl.

Young Master Cai studied Lin Xiu with his eyes. He knew that the White Dragon Group was currently developing at high speed and might not have much liquid capital on hand.

It was also because his abilities were not yet strong enough. Otherwise, let alone a Saint, even someone at the Saint King level would never have been able to detect him.

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Although the weather was no longer especially hot, the period from noon to afternoon was still the hottest part of the day. Shuimu was dressed formally from head to toe, and she was busy as well; remaining like that for too long was genuinely uncomfortable.

At this point, Academician Liu suddenly understood why the Number Three had ordered him to come in person instead of sending a J-20 directly to Jiang Chen.

Banabe had not spent a single coin on this ill-fitting outfit. He had won it from someone else through a bet.

As soon as Jiang Chen stepped off the plane, he saw the motionless “blocks of tofu” suddenly raise their hands in perfect unison.

Then he spun around and knocked the terrified Xu Jialu and Liu Ran to the ground. At that moment, two detectives also rushed in. Greatly shocked by what had happened before them, they hurriedly tied up the criminals.

If she became one of the heirs to her grandfather, Count Zhong Wei’s assets worth hundreds of billions, what would she have left to strive for in this life?

Jiang Chen thought to himself that what they were developing now was not a prop but something else entirely. According to Guo Fan, he had six months. During those six months, he would need to devote himself fully to developing the new material.

With that, perhaps because she was angered by Uncle Liu’s words—or perhaps because she was truly anxious to prepare the meal—Mrs. Zhang quickened her steps slightly.

That was what Esther said, but she still sat down and finished all the remaining fries before entering the washroom.

Guizhi knew that she was referring to Concubine Gu. A chill ran through her heart, but a trace of curiosity rose as well. She thought to herself: “She won’t make a move? Then what other means could she have? Surely Concubine Gu wouldn’t take her own life just because of a few words from Grandmother?”

A man who cared only about power had no room for affection in his eyes. Thus, he began to rage, sweeping every dish from the table onto the floor as an angry expression spread across his face.

Was this “Wang Le” really a rich young heiress? Had she originally come from a wealthy family and taken a job singing in a bar simply to experience life? Or had he misunderstood earlier—was she supporting Wang Heng with money she had earned herself?

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