Volume 1, Chapter 33: The Villain Siblings in a Dragon-Protagonist Novel 13

Zhang Yingxia took Guan Peng to apologize and express his gratitude to the assistant director. The apology was a matter of course, as the incident yesterday had nearly caused trouble, while the gratitude was a preemptive gesture—after all, they still had to work under him, and they hoped for his continued guidance.

Germany had overextended its reach. Especially now, having conquered Europe, it was certain to move against the Soviet Union. To defeat such a gargantuan behemoth, thorough preparation was absolutely essential.

The Spirit-Net Twin Fairies were blinded by bloodlust, once again unleashing the Yin-Yang Bagua as they descended upon He Qing.

Sporting a pair of thick mustaches, Stalin appeared to be in high spirits as he listened to the British Ambassador, Gisse.

After ushering Su Jing away to change clothes, Mo Yuanyuan pulled back the curtains in Chen Jun’s home, letting the warm sunlight stream through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The entire room brightened up.

Wang Lei hesitated, for just as Tang Hao had suspected, she had come running over under the impression that Zhang Yingxia was the lead actor.

The stench of blood spreading across the sea surface attracted more sharks. Some even took the opportunity to ram the canoe, making it impossible to maintain balance, which effectively stripped Feng Hao of any chance to dive into the water and escape.

If it lacks propulsion, can it even be considered a warship? If this project were rejected, their own surface fleet would be woefully inadequate.

Divine skills are simple to cultivate; even ordinary mortals can perform them as long as they grasp the underlying mysteries.

A small portion of Chinese players truly had poor sportsmanship, frequently hurling insults or going AFK to troll in high-ranked Korean server matches.

Qin Chuan boasted with immense vanity, looking for all the world like a man lamenting, "Had the heavens not birthed me, the dashing Qin Chuan, the beauty of China would be as a long, dark night."

A life of smooth sailing had fostered in Yang Sheng a proud, arrogant, and condescending character; he had even developed a sadistic hobby for slaughter during his battles against demons.

A crisis was brewing in the backyard of the Wen manor. The eldest legitimate son was sickly, the illegitimate son was robust, and Aunt Jiang was insubordinate and disrespectful toward the mistress. Should any accident befall Wen Huaipei, the Wen household would know no peace.

Ruan Qingsha gripped her teacup so hard it nearly cracked, her sharp eyes glaring at Shen Cheng.

Only if she died, and it was widely announced that she had committed suicide out of shame, could the Gu family children successfully arrange their marriages.

Its fur was sleek and shiny, its two eyes round, its ash-colored pupils round, and even its head was round.

He tried his best to hold back, terrified that his stomach might suddenly growl and shatter the quiet atmosphere between him and his mother.

Theoretically, Russell and Charles had become true sovereign and subject, a contract that would draw the gaze of dragons.

The Second Princess’s speech was equally brilliant, in no way inferior to the First Prince’s, earning the cheers and shouts of the entire audience.

He used his ability of infinite division to sprout an eye on his toe, finally getting a clear look at what was under the table.

Admittedly, the quest hints already alluded to a earth-shattering secret, but before it was fully revealed, Yi Tianchen had to pretend ignorance so that the "person" before him would recount everything in greater detail.

When Li Gen fed him the yellow pill, he immediately encased it in his internal energy the moment it entered his mouth. Now, with a mere exertion of energy, he spat the pill back out, perfectly intact.

The deacon elder’s face changed once more. Seeing that the man was still being stubborn, he immediately exerted his full ten-tenths of power, refusing to give Mu Xiecheng another chance to breathe.

Both of them smiled, though their wounds and exhaustion left them with no desire to speak further. We waited quietly like this for a long time.

Ling Xiao had originally thought Old Hei was speaking up for him, but he hadn't expected Old Hei to expose his own naive and innocent nature, which was truly unscrupulous.

"This is not your fault! If you really can't let it go, do as you please; I won't interfere!" Mu Xiecheng waved his hand.

Clearly, in terms of the current strength of all guilds in the game, Yanyu Liunian was in the absolute lead. Not to mention the top ten players on the server, Yanyu Liunian occupied seven of those spots alone, and Yi Tianchen himself had reached level 135, pulling seven levels ahead of the runner-up.

Li Tielong was speechless. He held his spear, guarding the choke point and coordinating with Yi Tianchen to manage aggro, occasionally tossing out a Flame Thrust, followed by a Sweeping Army, or executing a Charge. Although he couldn't stun the target, accumulating skill proficiency was well worth it.

What is an army? An army is a collective, a vast group composed of countless ordinary soldiers. To be powerful, you must forge every soldier in that collective together. Only by merging them into a single entity can they form a combined force and become invincible.

Upon hearing that Chen Yu and Zhou Yanran had decided to buy, the shopping assistant’s smile grew even brighter, and she hurriedly wrapped up their items.

"The other families of the Lianyu Path are watching our Qiu family, not to mention that he killed Daoling. If it weren't for the fact that now is not the time to move against him, how could we ever let him go!" Qiu Daohai said viciously.

Every Kunlun disciple struck by the white beam of light was vaporized by the overwhelming power, leaving a massive hole in the previously dense formation. After this blow, the morale of the Kunlun sect plummeted, and every person’s eyes were filled with terror.