Chapter 55 Succubus Genes

A chill surged from Shi Chuchu's spine, instantly spreading through her limbs and bones, making her tremble almost uncontrollably.
Succubus genes... How could this be possible?
She remembered clearly that when she chose to leave this world, the system had sworn to her that it would perform the strictest genetic screening and correction on the child she left behind, ensuring that they would inherit absolutely no characteristics belonging to a succubus, allowing them to live as a completely—
"Really... How could I end up with a dad like you?" Shen Yu covered her forehead with a look of helplessness.
No matter how fantastical it may seem, in the long river of history, there are many things we truly know very little about.
Before Sylvanas could reply, Rocky's werewolf guards immediately grabbed her and dragged her away. Fresh reinforcements were added to the alley, and the balance of power between the two sides was restored once again.
Leaving it like this would still be somewhat wasteful. Wang Jin planned to collect the black bear's corpse after refining the Blood God Body. Although it had already turned into dust, it was still, after all, the remains of a demonic cultivator on the verge of immortality. Gathering all these remains would prove quite useful for Wang Jin.
Chen Bo watched with some confusion. Although he didn't understand why, the vengeful spirit's actions were definitely suspicious; at the very least, it, or the person behind it, attached extreme importance to the mirror ghost.
Trapani, on the other hand, had virtually no revenue and was almost entirely a net investor: 35 million to sign Adriano, 18 million to sign Schweinsteiger, and 10 million to sign Vucinic, bringing their net investment to over sixty million euros. Their income in the transfer market mainly came from loaning out players, which brought in very little money.
"Um... Sister Xia, do you think we could not sit like this?" Lin Chen scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed. His face was slightly flushed, whether from the glass of wine he had just drunk or for some other reason.
After laughing heartily for a full three minutes, Belladonna's expression of triumph and arrogance gradually subsided.
However, there were quite a few people trapped in this place—the Thirteen Swords of the Ye Family, along with numerous others. Yet all of these people were submerged in the water and unable to come out.
Fang Ye shook his head and waved his hands. The previous urging-the-bride poem had only been thought of by racking his brains, and now here came a fanning-the-screen poem! Was this Tang Dynasty wedding actually a poetry-recitation party?
Yet having not seen her for two months, how had she turned into this state? Looking at her guarded gaze, it felt more like she was looking at a complete stranger.
Admiral Daelin snorted coldly, while King Vian leaned on his sacred sword Shalamayne, his face full of vigilance.
Once the water in her cup was gone, Jiang Huo rushed over to the water dispenser, turned the tap, and leaned her head right under it.
President Xiang didn't mention this matter to Jiang Huo, but instead took it upon himself to voice his own opinions.
Nanmen Yi rolled his eyes. This girl was truly a conversational black hole who could butt into any topic; sometimes he really wished he could just seal her mouth shut! Thinking of this, Nanmen Yi actually began to seriously consider the feasibility of poisoning this girl into muteness.
Seeing Dabai's expression, Jiang Huo suddenly recalled a photo circulating online. It was an adorable Scottish Fold hiding behind a door, quietly staring at you through the screen, using its gaze to tell everyone that this feline had already seen through everything.
"Yes!" the ten men in black shouted in unison, drawing the heavy swords from their backs and charging toward Lily and the others.
Following Xu Xian's warnings over the past two months, Shierniang had actually corrected her ways quite a bit and no longer went out to absorb men's vital essence.
Li Yunqi dropped him onto the ground and strode forward. Upon reaching the spot, he indeed noticed some faint traces. Pressing his palm against them, he exerted a sudden burst of internal force, instantly pushing open the hidden door.
This could hardly be considered news anymore; a day without delayed flights would truly be newsworthy.