Chapter 48
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Liulongting was drawn out by me with a keen sense. Holding me down, he pressed me onto the quilt. His usually glossy, tender lips had become slightly red and swollen from my sucking. However, when Liulongting’s lips moved downward toward my lower body, I reached out and stopped him.
Originally, they had hoped Liulongting would side with them, but now, seeing him pinned beneath me, unable to move, his face flushed with a mix of blue and red, indifferent to their intentions, none dared to confront me in his presence. One by one, they all left sullenly.
In her eyes, the prince of the Gamma Empire, even if his status was revoked, should be proud. Yet Ye Lang’s optimistic demeanor surprised her greatly.
The next morning, Ye Lang left the inn with Li Fugui and arrived at a shop along the street.
I felt no affection whatsoever for the Mountain God; I only wished to leave him forever and never see his face again. Now, whenever his image surfaced in my mind, it made me sick.
Not to mention the lowly Indian soldiers, even the elite British troops behind them were struck with dread.
He had lived for a very long time and was an outsider cultivator who came through the Star Gate, a powerful Divine Transformation expert.
Perhaps because the Linluo Academy excelled in ingredient cultivation, it had an extensive understanding of various ingredients and unique methods for handling them, distinguishing it from other culinary academies on the Culinary God Continent.
Ling Hai shared his perception with Wu Wei, unable to move himself, watching Wu Wei single-handedly battle six opponents. Wu Wei dodged a dagger, effortlessly blocked another with a dwarf shield, stepped forward, and unleashed a whirlwind slash.
Unfortunately, Gongsun Qian’s lightness skill was poor; the figure in green disappeared after only a short distance.
If the winged people fell due to internal strife, the once-perfect defenses of the Thousand Islands Kingdom would be torn wide open.
The white gate was firmly shut. Gao Yang stepped toward the stone altar. He refrained from following Chen Zhihua’s advice because he knew he wouldn’t pass as easily as she did—this was likely due to the relic belonging to the Chen family.
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This was due to the synchronization and strengthening of the body during the golden stage.
Ah Zhang, Guan Penghai, and Jiande nodded in agreement; after all, their main attacks relied on fists and feet, so weapons were less important.
Gao Yang lay there, vividly imagining a bright future, salivating even, though only he knew what he was thinking.
“One storage ring’s worth of spirit stones is enough to support a family for over ten years, and he gave me so many?” Liu Xiaozhi swallowed hard.
With such unprecedented profound heritage, it could be said to be the strongest fortune concentration in the current Divine Sealing Land, granting Ji Kao the qualification to face all enemies.
But this week, his body was in perfect health, and the program editors made no mistakes, because the reality was... Long Shut had failed to score in two consecutive matches.
“Hmph, ignorant fool. If you could cultivate to the Three Conceals and Three Appearances realm, who in the martial world could match you?” the old swindler sneered and ignored him thereafter.
Old Ten saw us approaching; Fourth Brother handed something to Old Ten, chatted briefly about family matters, then left.
Amid curses, the Great Elder flashed beside Hu Mu Hua, releasing star energy repeatedly to sense inside Hu Mu Hua’s body, while the clan chief of the Hu family also approached the Water System treasure Hu Yun Yi, similarly releasing star energy to explore and sense.
A Duo watched her mother greedily devour food, then looked at Chen Xiaotang smiling slyly at her, trying hard to appear tough. “I’m not eating! If you want to bribe me, no way—gulp, gulp!” The latter sounds came from her stomach.
Before them appeared a colossal beast, seven or eight meters long, its head taking up half its body. Its mouth spanned two or three meters... Within the terrifying gaping jaws were rows of sharp fangs, so dreadful that Ye Hongji’s scalp tingled, nearly fainting in fear.
Just as both sides assumed they would coexist peacefully and not interfere, a knife flew from Bai Yong’s body, turning into a streak of light heading toward the source of the earlier voice.
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At the start of the central leadership meeting, most attendees expressed opposition. Even General Xu, who usually cared deeply for Guo Zhuocheng, did not support selling the latest escort ships to Ye Mingzhu Island.
However, when the fish farm was shut down, the feeling was that their ancestors had never owed such vast external debts.
With the pilot’s help, Guo Zhuocheng donned the pilot’s uniform. Sitting in the cockpit, he struck a few poses excitedly for the military reporters, looking somewhat foolishly delighted.
Thinking about it, he and Zuer had an intimate relationship; trying to slip past her watchful eyes was naïve and laughable.
Liu Zhenwei was torn and anxious, mainly because the first two films were too successful, now becoming two heavy burdens weighing down on his shoulders, suffocating him.
The dumpling was about to break free; if no special skills emerged soon, difficulties would multiply, and perhaps they wouldn’t be able to handle it.
“Hey, that’s impolite. You should know our taboos,” Mustafa immediately changed his expression but did not become hostile.
Emma smiled slightly and casually picked up a thousand-yuan chip from in front of Ai Huan, tossing it onto the table. “Raise!” This was, of course, allowed; no one objected.
The Sword Tree shook wildly. Its roots were scorched, the canopy gone, branches reduced to ashes. The Fortune Gu was its nemesis; facing that gu insect, it was utterly powerless.
Under the pavilion, Fei Bo wore a vest, his large belly protruding as he slouched in a reclining chair to avoid the sun. His right hand vigorously fanned himself, but even the breeze was scorching. Sweat streamed down his forehead and cheeks, soaking his entire body as if he had just been pulled from water.