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A Protagonista Tem Conexões no Submundo Senhora 1791 words 2026-08-05 05:24:43

Even with Lian Wangzhong and Chu Zhan defeated, any intervention from them would utterly fail to halt Qiao Nan's progress. Since Qiao Nan intended to ascend Emperor-Staring Peak, the Four Emperors naturally would not sit idly by and watch.

Fangfang's mother hurriedly said to Li Xiaoyao, "Doctor Li, please have a seat while I pour you some water." With that, she pushed the door open and left.

In response, Ye Bufan did not dodge at all. He merely narrowed his eyes, golden light glowing deep within his pupils.

Hearing this, Su Yuheng finally understood the whole story. Pouting, she looked at him with a pitiful expression and an apologetic air. Only then did she realize that Xiao Ling had always been shielding her from the wind and rain behind the scenes, just like in their past life, making her feel completely secure and free from worry no matter what she did.

Shi Tingshi immediately made the theoretical discoveries regarding evil spirits public, and only then did people truly believe in the existence of evil spirits.

Qian Xuelin certainly did not believe it. Too many people had suffered "accidents" during this period, and he had been constantly on guard. Even though he was short on money, he had not dismissed his bodyguards; instead, he had added more. Now, it had indeed come to pass—Ye Bufan was coming for his life.

"Remember not to casually give away your vital essence when you go. The situation with the Dragon family this time could only be described as an absolute necessity," Sister Miaoling reminded.

Xiao Jian said indifferently, "Let's go, it's time for us to make a move. Once we clear the Scorpion Tiger Gorge, we'll have a meal, rest, and then set off!" Having said that, Xiao Jian took the lead, standing up and walking forward.

His eyelids began to droop. Every resurrection tore at his soul and inflicted unimaginable agony. The remaining strength of his soul could no longer support another revival.

Wu Anguo felt a wave of doubt, wondering whether he should simply turn around and leave. But thinking that his younger sister might still be alive, his resolve instantly hardened. Ignoring Xu Zhuo, he strode toward the private dining room.

At that moment, Qianqian let out a sharp cry, and her mechanical armor instantly transformed into a massive metal shield, blocking in front of her. Defying the hail of bullets, she rushed toward the hospital bed where Shen Jing lay, grabbed the young man from the bed, hugged him tightly, and cowered at the head of the bed.

The apple-faced girl led the way with a bright smile, while Ling Xuxu followed closely behind, her feet clad in soft slippers.

"Let's go. By my calculation, today's meeting is going to be quite thrilling." He turned and walked out of the office.

That was certainly not any conventionally recognized dark creature, because that mass of darkness looked precisely like a huge pool of black ink floating in mid-air.

In an instant, sorrow, helplessness, panic, despair—every negative human emotion imaginable—flooded Nening's fragile soul, bit by bit eroding her final line of defense.

"In mission mode, if neither side scores, how is a draw decided?" Gao Neng still lacked a full understanding of how victories and defeats were judged on the Battle Rankings, so he asked the question now.

This was a method scholars used to calculate time. Since the old eccentric was using it now, one wondered what he had in mind.

Meng Tian's eyes turned red, yet she still gripped that rusted longsword tightly, standing guard before Yanshan.

Poor fellow, right up until the final moment before his consciousness was extinguished, he was still hoping to return alive and smoothly ascend to power. Alas, these wonderful fantasies were destined to accompany him to another world.

East of Mount Li, in the desolate wilderness, inside the commander-in-chief's grand tent, Wanyan Honglie and Wanyan Xueer sat cross-legged, closing their eyes to regulate their breath.

Hearing this, Lin Feng gave a bitter smile. Considering he was effectively living his second life, if he couldn't see through even this little matter, he would have lived these years in vain.

This man appeared impeccably upright on the surface—at least to outsiders, who could never imagine he possessed such a side. Yet in front of her, he acted like someone completely devoid of shame and boundaries, constantly shattering conventional perceptions.

King Xiao and Xiao Zheng looked toward the door together. They saw Princess Xiao supporting Consort Xiao as she entered the room. The moment Consort Xiao laid eyes on Xiao Zheng, her eyes instantly welled up with tears, the sparkling moisture reflecting his figure.

Naturally, the most disappointed person by the departure of the Human Demon was not Ye Fei, but Shi Zhongxian. One must realize that in order to form an alliance with the Human Demon, Shi Zhongxian had paid an enormous price.

The two elderly women had four hands busy pressing and kneading over her belly. When their hands pressed against a certain spot, Mu Qi let out a faint grunt. At the very least, it showed she was still alive and nothing catastrophic had happened.

He had acquired the supreme treasure of Mount Shu—a stroke of fortune others could only dream of—and yet he was still picky?

The cultivation of the physical body was far simpler than the cultivation of true essence, possessing virtually no bottlenecks. As Lin Feng continuously devoured spiritual stones, his physical body grew steadily stronger.

"Is your mission considered finished over there?" Thinking that Tan Jingyi had already returned to the urban area and his phone call had gone through, she wondered if that meant the mission was over.

Further out was the territory of the refugees, but they showed no intention of cooperating; they had even provoked them before, only becoming well-behaved after taking a few blasts of buckshot.

Liu Minghuan, kneeling on the ground, shuddered once more. It seemed he would not be able to escape this calamity today. Letting out a deep breath, he closed his eyes.

Both Lei Li and Wu Yan wore tight-fitting battle suits, making them look somewhat out of place by comparison.

Leng Qiu and Lei Li arrived at a secluded spot on the summit of Dragon Head Mountain. Seated upon a large boulder, they gazed up at the three exquisitely beautiful moons, Leng Qiu's countenance appearing all the more breathtakingly peerless beneath the desolate moonlight.