Chapter 59

A Senhora Desfruta de Grande Graça Imperial As estrelas no quarto 1999 words 2026-08-04 05:50:53

"That's right, go for it! Push beyond your limits and claim the championship!" Zhao Xuanxuan also cheered me on loudly.

Knowing we were talking about him, Heiwa shrank back continuously until he let out a squeak and crawled back under the bed.

In truth, this was simply the Heart of Earth within Ye Qing beginning to take effect, healing his body. Upon the earth, Ye Qing was an immortal existence; otherwise, how could he claim to be supreme and peerless upon the land?

So, who on earth was this Murong Kun, hailed as the Battle Demon of Number One High? He was once the supreme boss who ruled half of Number One High's underworld. It was only due to entering his senior year and facing the immense pressure of upcoming college entrance examinations and graduation that he no longer dared to swagger across the campus as imposingly as before.

This time, without any hesitation, I had Du Heng arrange a direct trip to the hospital for a comprehensive physical examination for the cripple. When the results came out, I was even more astonished: the cripple's body was completely normal, possessing the exact physique of a living, healthy man in his thirties.

Pointing out the Sun-Piercing Annihilation Finger, he instantly shattered the Heavenly Demon Source. Ye Qing unleashed a half-yin, half-yang waning moon slash, which also severed the Heavenly Demon Source. The fierce Qi of both simultaneously tore up the arena once more.

The black substance had been extracted from the brain of the red-tailed sand scorpion chieftain in the Immortal Lake Desert. The mutation among the red-tailed sand scorpions was now unmistakably caused by the chieftain's saliva. Every single red-tailed sand scorpion egg had been moved by the chieftain's mouth, thus turning them into mutated magical beasts.

This was an abandoned factory building, messy on the outside, but inside, Han Zhenghuan had decorated it just like a bridal chamber, filled entirely with eye-catching festive red.

Chu Sangsang was still wearing a mid-length floral skirt, and her upper garment was in the short, waist-cinching floral style characteristic of ethnic minorities, leaving five or six fingers' width of her slender waist bare.

At first, Li Xiang and Di were chatting quite pleasantly, but after she whispered a few words to Rose, her attitude toward Di became remarkably polite and courteous.

Although his image had appeared in some previous battles, in the midst of those violent clashes, his appearance was never quite clear. Today, however, without any obstruction, they truly laid eyes on this legendary figure.

Nanmen Feng worked even harder than Li Zhi had anticipated, successfully selecting all five district branches in just two days. The startup capital for Speed Delivery was not small—five million—which allowed them to accomplish quite a bit, though naturally, not much of it had been spent yet.

"Brother Hao, Brother Hao, this is Brother Hua from the 506 Factory. He also runs a dance hall and has come over to learn from us." Dahua the exploded-head rushed forward to introduce them to each other.

Following this transformation, Lord Chen was no longer as high-spirited at the banquet table, simply because he was no longer the center of attention.

Han Jingjing watched Gao Jun, waiting for him to continue showing off, and Gao Jun naturally did not decline, chattering away once more.

At the time, it was neither a holiday nor payday, yet the shopkeeper deliberately made things difficult. The veteran artisan did not argue; instead, he forfeited the vast majority of his wages, asking only that the shopkeeper grant him a few bolts of cloth to walk away with.

"No, I want to stay with you. Even if we die, we die together." Yalan was resolute, leaving no room for discussion.

"Feng Han, tell us about the ordeal of your punishment." Jia Liubo was a man of experience and deeply understood Mo Xiaosheng's frame of mind. He wanted to steer the conversation away to save Mo Xiaosheng from further embarrassment.

Yi Feng's gaze remained fixed on the dark longsword in Xia Xuanxuan's grasp. Clearly, that weapon was far from ordinary; every sword Qi she unleashed had its power amplified to a certain degree by that blade.

Yet once she was let out, things wouldn't be so easily calculated. How could He Hongling, who managed to carve out her own faction amidst the factional strife of Saint Realm Mountain, be an easy pushover like that fool Lin Shentong?

Once the sounds outside completely vanished, Wen Ruan immediately flung off the quilt, and the smiling face of a young man who fancied himself romantic appeared right before her eyes.

Entering the company, Fengzi hurried toward Tang Yao's office, pushing the door open to speak to him with an expression full of excitement.

He even boasted publicly that he was willing to buy back the peaches from anyone who had purchased them at the time for 999 each, allowing buyers to instantly net a tenfold profit.

Recalling the scene that night when they had slipped drugs to Wang Xue and hastily boarded their carriage to leave, the memory remained as vivid as ever, even now.

Originally, he had given up all hope, but unexpected good fortune had smiled upon him, allowing him to latch onto Ji Kaixuan's coattails and draw Lin Chen—the weakest competitor—in the tournament arena. Mu Gaoxuan felt as though the stars were shining brightly upon him.

As for why Tang Xiang had ventured out of Scholar's World this time, it was because Tang Ling and Qi Buyu had guaranteed that they would not engage in anything dangerous. Since they were accompanying Tang Xiang to a wedding, there certainly wouldn't be any issues, which finally persuaded the others to allow the frail Tang Xiang to leave Scholar's World for the very first time.

There were low-grade Ghost-Eye Centipedes stretching twelve to thirteen meters long, migration herds of Black-Spotted Giant Rats thicker than calves coming from other places, and Fire Wheat Ants with bodies glowing fiery red and giant pincers as sharp as cleavers on their heads.

Qingfeng still found it hard to believe. Even in business, one had to weigh costs and profits; this deal was an absolute, massive windfall for her, so how could such a sucker possibly exist?

"Old Ghost, how about that? You guessed right—my new skill, the Super Bouncing Belly, possesses a defense that is truly unprecedented and unapproached. You still can't kill me now," the fat man boasted smugly.

The actual result, of course, was that Lu Lin was worrying needlessly. Just as he was pondering how he would never come to trouble the Wolf King again once his level was higher, he saw that juvenile golden wolf stretch its limbs and then affectionately rub its head against the Wolf King's neck.

In May, Lanyin Electronics contributed approximately 1.8 billion RMB in taxes to the Xijing municipal government. After deducting various taxes along with human and material costs, the company secured a net profit of over 3.5 billion RMB. In other words, a full 40 percent of Lanyin Electronics' sales revenue constituted pure profit.

At that moment, Sun Wukong carefully observed his surroundings once again, yet still failed to perceive anything unusual. No matter where he walked, the scenery before his eyes never changed; countless weeds filled his field of vision as far as the eye could see. Even with his Fiery Eyes of Truth capable of piercing millions of miles, he still could not manage to spot the boundary.