Number 13 must be my real father, no doubt about it!

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Mo Yanye placed the lunchbox on the bedside table, looking awkwardly at Su Qing. He knew she was angry right now, but he couldn’t find the words to comfort her. Although he understood where their problems lay, dispelling that sense of estrangement was not something achieved overnight.

“But at the same time, as a condition, this couple must meet two requirements of ours,” Brother Long said with a cheerful smile.

At that moment, the old gentleman was overjoyed. With this money in hand, he wouldn’t have to worry about life for a while. Just as he was about to happily say a few words to Ye Ming, the scene before him left him dumbfounded.

Still, it was clear he was very happy... until his death. He had witnessed his lord displaying extraordinary power and defeating his enemy. That alone was enough.

At breakfast, the old fox said nothing to me, merely asking ordinary questions about what I had experienced.

Even Li Jue did not expect Dong Zhuo to be so fierce. In the blink of an eye, Dong Zhuo carved a bloody path, heading straight toward Li Jue.

If the demon soul’s fundamental level could be raised through devouring, it might somewhat compensate for this shortcoming.

P.S.: This chapter gave me a headache; I was stuck all night, but finally inspiration flowed like a torrent. Judging by the pace, this volume should be ending soon. There should be two or three, maybe four or five chapters left. I hope everyone will enjoy and support the upcoming chapters.

“I have a few more similar pieces here. How about you endure one more round?” Lin Feng said bluntly after gathering his thoughts.

“I don’t know; you have to ask my brother,” Wu Aiai said shyly, caught off guard by the question. She hesitated slightly.

On the cold bluestone, Cang Yuan’s face was pale and translucent, blood staining the corner of his mouth, making one worry he might vanish from this world at any moment.

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The moment Zhang Yindi spoke, the three men from the Urban Construction Office, young, middle-aged, and old, all looked up, not knowing what kind of madness she was about to unleash again.

Wang Peng’s temples throbbed fiercely. He never imagined that after so many years, he would still be entangled in such a mess with this blind Lin. He was truly caught off guard! As Jiang Xiu said, if they handed this videotape to the county committee, Wang Peng's not-yet-launched political career would be completely ruined.

She slowly withdrew her hand from his palm, her fingertips tracing the outline of his brow little by little.

Gao Jianwei naturally dodged responsibility, only demanding serious punishment for those accountable for the accident and the construction company, suggesting that this firm should never be allowed to work on the town’s projects again.

Jing Moxuan approached Han Shuier, exuding an irresistible cold aura.

Hearing the last two words made Jing Moxuan pause in the motion of lifting Qian Ruoruo. He said nothing, his expression unreadable, his eyes calm, betraying no emotion.

The soldiers’ murmurs swept through the entire camp like a gust of wind, even disturbing Liu Huo’s rest in the tent. Yang Fan ran over from afar, seeing Liu Huo panting heavily.

Bai Yunshan suddenly panicked, hastily wiping tears from the corner of her eyes, smudging her makeup, yet she still retained her original beauty.

Huangfu Chen stared at An Ran’s body, his pupils narrowing then widening. A deep darkness brewed in his eyes as though a violent storm was gathering, darkness spreading with a devouring intensity.

But why didn’t she remember being ill? If she was sick, what kind of illness was it? Amnesia?

I stepped back and found two bamboo stalks nearby. In the primeval forest, bamboo wasn’t hard to find. I sharpened one end of a stalk to a fine point, making it very sharp. Then I gathered a large bundle of dry grass, tied it to the other bamboo stalk. Finding a sunny spot, I used the principle of a convex lens with a water bottle to create a spark.

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Jason entered the ward and nodded at Lu Yunxi. Over the past six months, the two had gone from strangers to acquaintances.

An Ran felt helpless yet sweet at the same time: “There are people assigned inside and outside the mansion. I don’t go out, so why do you need to follow me everywhere all the time?”

After Khan Seiga sent envoys, the next day, Watt led his troops to the designated location. Watt only gave a few orders to his closest subordinates; he did not reveal the rest of the plan to the ordinary soldiers.

Everyone was amazed. There was no denying Huang Hu had considerable strength, at least filled with power within his body.

Suddenly, countless purple crystals appeared around Ji, manifesting on his arms and throughout his body, constantly forming and disappearing. The scene was incomparable.

The sound of bones breaking rang out immediately. Lu Xianhua screamed in panic, utterly terrified and unable to react before Shangguan Zhengyang’s hand grabbed her.

“Pick one yourself. If you don’t know which to choose, buy them all,” Leng Ji said with a cold, dignified tone.

But Man Xue looked at the sky. The weather was hot now, and she worried the wound might fester; she always tended to worry too much.

“Company commander, are all the mortars ready? Can we open fire?” a soldier asked Company Commander Wang Chenglong.