Volume One, Chapter 32: A Promising Daughter

A filha legítima renasce e seduz o príncipe ao poder He Yi Ning 1788 words 2026-08-04 07:14:06

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“Do you believe that people with supernatural abilities exist in this world?” Qiushui’s words instantly drew everyone’s attention, including Liu Ying.

The snoring remained perfectly even. It was clear that Xing Wu still had not let down his guard in the slightest. Wang Dong continued to place his feet lightly and softly, using the advancing steps he had learned in the army—quietly, without making the slightest sound.

Half an hour passed. They had killed several second-tier demon beasts, but for the Beast-Hunting Competition, that was practically no different from having obtained not a single demon core.

But if he truly brought out the Hall of Xingchu, it would mean inviting covetous eyes. The people of the Profound Heaven Continent posed no threat, for they lacked the strength to covet the Hall of Xingchu. The people of the Carefree Hall, however, were another matter.

“What is it? Have you made up your mind?” Ling Xiang leaned against a tree, arms folded across his chest, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Mu Rongcheng and the geniuses of the Ten Great Sects numbered a dozen or so in all. Every one of them was a peak Human Core expert, and even the weakest had compressed his natal golden core five times. When they erupted together, the terrifying pressure was enough to make one’s heart tremble.

Shangguan Wan’er instinctively tried to move aside, but when Ling Luo’s warm palm touched her face, she felt an inexplicable sense of security and delight. A faint blush rose to her cheeks.

Whether from his expression or his tone of voice, Ling Lin sensed that the person standing before her seemed somewhat different from the timid Ling Jiantong of the past, who had known only how to cry.

Wang Dong had no inclination to defend the waiter. He followed behind Xia Zhiqing and entered the mysterious restaurant with her.

In the end, it became little more than deliberate mischief. Whenever the prison warden’s howling paused, Liu Ran would let out a “ha.” At the next pause, it would be a “hey.” The rhythm was surprisingly strong, and with the prison warden and Liu Ran “accompanying” each other, the journey was no longer quite so dull.

The elevator doors, which had been about to close, slowly opened again. Qiao Shen looked coldly at Fang Xiachu, whose head was drenched in sweat.

Because, given Liu Ran’s personality, he might not say anything shocking—or keep talking endlessly.

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Ling Ruoxu was filled with satisfaction as he looked at Xue Tao and could not help nodding inwardly. He kindly asked after Xue Tao’s well-being, which instead made Xue Tao feel slightly uncomfortable.

Long Jianfei lightly kissed her on the lips. Ye Ling smiled at him. “You’re so annoying.”

Dongli Tianji smiled bitterly. “Who do you think here could possibly beat him to it?” Leng Xingyue remained silent, her fists clenching with an even sharper crack.

Ye Ling savored the brief warmth, then broke free once more a few seconds later. She wiped the saliva from her face with the back of her hand and sniffed it.

Chen Zhu somehow produced wineglasses from some obscure corner, only to discover that one was missing. In the end, he had to use a teacup as a substitute.

The moment Xiang Tianyi saw it, he immediately turned the blueprint around so that Huang Yueying could examine it more easily. After all, the drawing was only a rough outline, with merely a few marked locations; the waterways and other details were absent.

“Auntie’s cooking… is rather special.” Su Muyang placed the half-eaten pastry back on the plate as he spoke.

Yang Guang now had two million credits. Aside from buying some furniture and appliances for their new home, he could also find Yang Ying a better martial arts academy so that she could catch up on her studies during the summer vacation.

“Is that so? But what proof do you have that you truly have a grudge against the slave traders?” Windsor asked with a frown.

As a high-level magical beast, the Three-Eyed Demon Wolf naturally possessed a degree of intelligence. It understood Chen Jienan’s meaning perfectly. Though deeply unwilling, it had no choice but to submit when it considered Chen Jienan’s strength.

For some reason, whenever he looked at Xia Hanyou, he felt a vague sense of familiarity, as though he had seen her somewhere before.

The assassin pursued relentlessly. Ahead of the Templar Knight, another assassin emerged from the side and ran toward the city wall, leaping up to create a pincer attack from both sides.

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“Look at this. The Yoko-style soy-sauce ramen I made has turned out absolutely awful. It doesn’t taste good at all…” As he spoke, he looked at Yoko Okino, his face flushed with embarrassment.

“Heh heh, now you’ll have to admit how capable Master is, won’t you? A husband’s word is his bond! You promised back then that you would take another master!” Ning Caichen teased Yan Chixia with an exaggeratedly mischievous grin.

Did she not know that, as far as he was concerned, the Xia family was an entirely dispensable presence?

According to the law, when buildings above state-owned land are demolished during the transfer of land-use rights, the government department is responsible for the demolition work, while the government commissions a demolition company to handle the actual operation.

Yuchi Mu and the others brought Baili Miaoyin to Yuchi Mo’s room, only to find that Yuchi Mo had already fainted.

At the general’s command, the formation was dismissed. The soldiers regrouped in units of ten and cleared out the Purple Evil Scorpions that had escaped.

In an instant, Chi Ge’s crossbow troops released a single, perfectly synchronized twang. Fire arrows filled the sky, raining down upon the Frost Dragon Knights within the canyon.

When Ma Dai heard that Yan Keqiu was one of Liu Bei’s men, he was stunned. Yet after hearing Ma Teng’s words, he suppressed his unease and went out to deliver the order.

Yuchi Gong had no idea that Xue Guang’s strike carried such a tangled chain of thoughts behind it. All he felt was that the burly man before him was growing more imposing by the moment. When that staff came sweeping toward him, it felt as though the heavens were collapsing and the earth itself was splitting apart.

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