Chapter 41
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It’s just that this Main God is a bit different, and Zhang Yao hasn't quite figured out the situation yet. What world will he transmigrate to next? And how can he trigger the transmigration?
Even though he already held Xiao Tianchen in high regard and maintained his vigilance against him without the slightest relaxation, Xiao Tianchen's unexpected attack still prevented him from mobilizing the true essence within his body to the fullest, leaving him no choice but to hurriedly fend it off.
At this moment, perhaps inviting Nuolan out for a late-night snack or something similar would have been better, but feeling that it was their first meeting, it might seem too abrupt. Therefore, Zhang Yao simply dropped Nuolan off at home and returned to Love Apartment. Along the way, they just chatted casually, and no romantic or picturesque stories took place.
The terrifying pulling force instantly caused the entire sea surface to vanish at a speed visible to the naked eye, while the thunder in mid-air disappeared in a split second.
To be precise, the current Situ family was no longer a real threat on its own; it was merely a tiger that had lost its teeth. What Xiao Yi worried about was the Myriad Poison Sect, the faction backing the Situ family.
Ye Hanxiao naturally did not hesitate to click the number one button, but just as his finger touched it, the button suddenly vanished.
Looking at the Heavenly Soul Fruit Tree before him, Xiao Yi fell into deep contemplation. Although the Heavenly Soul Fruit Tree was a treasure—and an extraordinary one at that—unfortunately, the tree in front of him had already been mostly destroyed by Zhao Ling'er.
"What is this nonsense about front gardens and back gardens? Mr. Mayor, could it be that I haven't fully studied and grasped the spirit of your instructions yet?" Niu Xiangbei said with a smile.
"What is this again?" Zhang Yao pointed to a huge sphere and asked, sitting down to test it and finding it quite bouncy.
He saw Mi Yue sitting squarely in the middle, heavily made up in formal attire, with a stern expression. Attendants stood in rows on both sides, displaying supreme dignity. He only glanced at it once before lowering his head.
Therefore, today, the funeral of Areyasa was held in Segovia, a private cemetery where the people buried were either wealthy or noble.
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Xu Han could barely contain her joy, and thus the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Many people quickly expressed their support for the commercial venture of the United Press Group acquiring the Pregreso Media Group, stating that as a democratic government, it should not excessively interfere with normal commercial acquisition activities.
Qi Fan did not reply. He originally wanted to say, "Since what I said wasn't right, why is your face even redder?" But upon thinking that she was already this embarrassed, if he teased her any further and she became like a cornered rabbit that starts to bite, it would become difficult to handle. So he just smiled gently.
Four bizarre-looking people of unknown origin swaggered into Texaco's headquarters building. Without being able to produce any materials to prove their identity, they brazenly claimed to hold the exploitation rights to a super oilfield. Did they really think there were too many fools in this world and not enough swindlers?
After all, one couldn't simply let their conscience be overridden just to refute that jerk Qiao Xi, and claim that their brother Zhou wasn't handsome, high-class, and lacking in charisma, right?
After putting on the special headphones for the competition, all outside noise was isolated in an instant.
"Business... is my favorite, but the price..." No matter how formidable this cold-faced youth might be, as long as he was here to talk business and not deliberately cause trouble, she had no reason to offend him.
Who would have known that early the next morning, while she was exercising, Mother Qin came running to report that the elderly Steward Yan had come to seek an audience once again.
This was the kind of consideration that people who commit suicide generally go through. It is not a momentary impulse, nor is it a matter of a day or two. Yet, Bander did not fit any of these "conditions" at all; he showed not the slightest sign or motive of someone contemplating suicide, which was precisely why Conta had his doubts.
Lady Liu fell ill, making their days even more difficult. Although it was spring, finding food was still very difficult. San'er's eyes, which were already large, looked even bigger from starvation, carrying a quality that involuntarily stirred one's pity.
Xue Yuehen leaned against a sheer cliff of the Underworld Peak as if asleep, but her divine sense had already penetrated the barrier, reaching deep into its innermost core. Sealed within the deepest part of the barrier for untold years was the first and only Underworld King of his generation, the son of the first God of Death, Underworld King Aluka Siao.
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Litaros lowered his head and let out a cold hum, yet a trace of an imperceptible smile surfaced on his face.
Chu Lü said, "The Princess might as well give it a try." His tone carried a hint of instigation, as if to say: Heh, just try it and you'll find out.
Mr. Bear behind him heard these words and instantly relaxed considerably. His locked brow unfurled, and he waited excitedly for Liu Xiao's next move.
Unable to stop, Bao Zhen simply used the battle halberd in his hand to urge the horse beneath him. Suddenly, the speed of the steed below surged into yet another tier.
"Answering Your Ladyship, this maid is Jiang Xingyu, originally from Jiangnan." When Jiang Xingyu replied, her voice was trembling, carrying an irresistible gentleness, as if she might be startled if anyone spoke to her too harshly.
"It's only been half a year, but we've already been living together for six months!" Xia Yu said with the corners of her lips curled in a smile. Isn't half a year equal to six months? Hearing it in the ears of others it was a joke, but hearing it in the ears of Yi Ruoxin it was a provocation.
Over half a year had passed, and it was finally finished. At over a million words, it can be considered a normal length for an urban novel.
Not long after, the members of the Triad rushed to the barbecue restaurant. Confirmed by Fierce Leopard—whose hands had just undergone emergency treatment—they clashed with Bai Shan and his group.
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