Chapter 51: No Male Mothers

He actually chose to drive to the basket! One must know that Class 8's paint is guarded by Wang Zhanting, the starting center of the school team. With him holding down the paint, it is practically a no-fly zone. Aside from Xu Renguang, no one else has been able to put the ball into the hoop within his jurisdiction.

"I am of the Demon Emperor's bloodline, and I will never act like a coward!" Liang Hongzhuang shook off her hand, determined to go forward.

"What? Do you need me to close the door myself?" Night Qingjue's ethereal voice echoed through the air, compelling Luying and Qingniao to steel themselves and turn back. They shut the door that had just been forced open by the crowd, spun around, and broke into a sprint once again.

Who would have thought that he would suddenly turn his head, and at the most unfortunate moment possible, catch her making a victory sign.

Meanwhile, "Mr. Zhuge" "couldn't help" but reveal his figure from the shadows, staring intently at the peanuts on the ground—isn't this the exact placement method for a contact signal that I handed over to him back then?

"This is only what this humble servant should do, there is no need for thanks." Su Ruoyao left, carrying a bowl of meticulously prepared fish slices.

Even though this Imperial Concubine Ying's days living under his watchful eye were numbered, eliminating someone without leaving a trace was much more conducive to maintaining harmonious relations between the three races and the imperial court.

Xu Chuan nodded, and then cast several control spells onto Bai Yuan's body. Under normal circumstances, these spells would not affect Bai Yuan, but at a critical moment, they would certainly be able to claim his life. Bai Yuan offered no resistance whatsoever, allowing him to brand the spells directly into his soul.

However, these black and white colors suddenly reminded Ye Ge of the colors of the clothes worn by the "master" and the Supreme Sect Master that he had seen in the illusion. Of course, none of this mattered much.

Half an hour later, the Grandmaster-tier powerhouse Li Daozhen, who was also a silver-robed adjudicator of the Elder Council of the North Dark Sword Sect, departed from the North Dark Sword Sect.

It could be said that it had now reached a desperate impasse, yet it still clung to a sliver of wishful thinking.

Li Wei and Rourou stayed in Rongcheng for another two days, decisively purging the informants and traitors around Huo Cheng while carrying out a large-scale reorganization and cleanup within the Huo Group.

"The Snow Origin cultivator has been afflicted by the Blood Demon divine ability. Even with heavenly treasures, that injury is difficult to heal; it is not that our clan has not tried our absolute best." Knowing that the cultivators present harbored doubts, the Snow Demon Venerable explained the inside story.

A lawyer temporarily bailed her out, but the police stated that until the investigation concluded, she was forbidden from leaving the country.

Even if they ultimately won victory, Ye Moying would have no chance whatsoever to reach the Tower of Heaven. On the contrary, Xuan Lin might be able to cede a position.

Realizing that he was merely a time traveler and that the events he witnessed had actually occurred countless years ago, making it impossible for him to alter history, Bai Qi put away his sorrow.

Even if it were an ordinary pig from primeval times, after enduring endless ages of transformation, the Great Demonic Venerable Bai Ze could easily imagine how terrifying it would become.

"It has just been confirmed that the person is indeed Chen Ming's illegitimate child. Perhaps he also knew about the connection between my dad and Chen Ming, and since he ended up in prison again this time, he developed a grudge against us..." Speaking up to this point, Lu Yaoyao nodded in satisfaction. Currently, this seemed like the only logical explanation.

Qu Sen trusted an observer's professional instincts deeply. Once the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, he led the two of them into the hallway.

Much like an unopened flower bud, he harbored a great deal of malice beneath the surface. If not for the fact that his lineage of mentorship had always been equally reclusive, he would not have remained stagnant for so many years.

Before the Cauldron of the Mother of All Things, Ye Fan stood in a daze, watching the river of time shift continuously, flowing from unknown space and time into reality.

Watchdog Man had finally grown serious, but upon seeing formidable opponents being picked off one by one, his expression reverted to a lazy, listless gaze.

Naturally, the dwarf before him had lived for who knows how many years, and was certainly more flexible—or rather, more old and cunning—than ordinary dwarves, so he could not be treated as a standard dwarf. However, this bottle of wine still served to convey the other party's attitude.

Yuan Guo had been watching from the side. Seeing that the matter had concluded, he opened a bottle of red wine that had been prepared beforehand and handed a glass to Wang Tian.

Developing at this rate, Melo stood a great chance of securing the position of the alpha on the Pistons. Do not let the presence of formidable veterans on the Pistons fool you; both Chauncey Billups and Ben Wallace appeared fierce on the surface, but were actually kind-hearted and very easy to get along with. Moreover, Melo had proven himself to be the team's most potent offensive weapon.

"It's finally over." Looking at the completely healed spatial passage, Allen breathed a sigh of relief. He really feared having to go through that again; a Silver-realm demon had already left him physically and mentally exhausted.

Nash split his focus; while facing Dwyane Wade directly, he still kept an eye on the situation in the frontcourt. Josh had already entered the paint, and knowing this, Nash delivered a powerful, long-range pass with his right hand.

"Could it be that despite receiving so many donations, it is still not enough?" Sic was baffled. Most of the association's funds came from donations; why did they still need capital from conglomerates to establish branches?

Okay, Lin Fan realized his emotions were somewhat out of line; he was not yet qualified to indulge in sentimentality. Perhaps there would be opportunities in the future, but certainly not now.

Just as a look of pleasant surprise appeared on Xiao Ran's face, he was stunned to find that the completion rate was stuck stubbornly at 1% and refused to budge. It was only then that he understood what the super brain meant by a long and drawn-out process.

Even more startling was the fact that those heavy wrecks of cars, along with the scrap metal and mechanical parts, all floated up into mid-air.

Walking back and forth through the corridors, the people hurrying past on either side were all dressed in fine silks and luxurious brocades.

Following that, Hugo watched as Charlize lifted her brows and glanced at him. Before he could react, he felt the firm tip enter a warm and moist world. In an instant, the sunlight of the entire world burst forth with infinite energy.

Xiao Ran's body grew slightly rigid. He smiled awkwardly, unsure of what to say, because at that moment, Liu Man's voluptuous and tender body was pressing completely against him, allowing him to clearly sense the vibrant youth radiating from her.

"That old bastard Dragon Soul was actually refined into prime blood by Xiao Sheng's execution?" The Primordial White Tiger stared at the scene in utter shock, finding it almost impossible to believe.