Chapter 14

Não, eu apenas redimo, não me sacrifico [Transmigração Rápida] Criar cinco gatos 2088 words 2026-08-04 04:00:53

Upon hearing what Lu Zude said, Lu Zhiping cast a glance at Lu Ming, her eyes filled with admiration for him.

She simply recalled how, in the past, during her birthdays, Li Junyan would always prepare her favorite gifts.

Even so, given the current circumstances, the probability of failure in parasitism remained extremely low, even with a clear mind and a steadfast will.

Fortunately, they had not been doing anything intimate just now; otherwise, wouldn't Ah Chen have skinned him alive?

Eighteen years ago, Chen Zhiyuan died in battle. When the heavily pregnant third Madame Chen escorted his coffin back to the capital, she suffered premature contractions due to an ambush and gave birth to her and Chen Zhao ahead of time.

Then, he slowly raised his head to survey the surrounding stars, searching for the one that tugged at his heartstrings.

Although he wore a clean suit and a brand-new bowtie, trying his best to put on the appearance of a gentleman, he still exposed his true nature the moment he saw his beloved robot vanish.

Behind was a small kitchen, filled with the warmth of everyday life, bearing no traces of heavy cleaning.

After a long while, until her tears dampened Ye Can's lapel, Li Zhiqing slowly raised her head, her moist eyes gazing infatuatedly at Ye Can.

She lifted the watch her grandfather had bought her for her birthday, looked at it earnestly a few times, imitating her grandfather's mannerisms.

Third Junior Sister always loved to chatter idly; Master's assessment of her was that the Monkey King himself should be sent to be her master.

"Student Su Qiao, your performance on stage left a deep impression on me," that teacher said, pulling up a chair and sitting in front of Su Qiao.

Before falling into the jagged, gaping mouth, Dan Kuroto's armored arm extended, attempting to pull Tokiwa Sougo in as well, but Sougo anticipated it beforehand and sidestepped out of the way.

The morning sunlight filtered through the French window of the bedroom, waking Jiang Zhengxin. Remembering that today was her sixth birthday, she happily crawled out of bed, slipped into a lovely white princess dress, and went to ask her grandfather for her birthday gift.

Pachysphinx was not stingy with his praise for Bitch, but Wul was well aware that Pachysphinx did not yet completely trust this Bitch; otherwise, he would not have deliberately hidden his identity from him.

At the very same moment, nearly all PCL professional players remained stationed in front of their own screens.

In the darkness, the Khalkha tribe had no idea how many Han soldiers had broken in, and they failed to organize any resistance from the very beginning. A force of over ten thousand men was instead carved up into countless fragments by two thousand Yongzhou soldiers, and then devoured piece by piece.

Xu Qingzhi led his personal guards in relentlessly driving away the county soldiers who lagged behind, greedily gathering money and goods, while the muffled sound of thunder behind them grew closer and closer.

As dawn was just breaking, Pachysphinx brought Jangerson down to Wul's inn, and took Wul and Panda to the ancestral grounds of the Dorri family.

Ren Sinian looked at the tall and slender Leng Yi standing at the doorway, truly at a loss for what else to say to him. How could a youthful, delicate heart bear to... inflict such a harsh wound upon him just like that?

However, Lou Yue was the man she was determined to marry and deeply adored; how could she be willing to leave behind a malicious reputation in his presence?

Just as their lips were about to touch, Xue Yan suddenly halted his movement, abruptly opened his eyes wide, looked at Song Qingge, who was dead drunk and completely unconscious, and hurriedly pulled back his hand, sitting back in the driver's seat.

I should be happy. I should be joyful. I hold the vast lands of the Jiang Kingdom, holding the power of life and death over millions of people. But why am I not happy? Why does my heart feel sorrowful and bitter?

"The medicinal effect will last until late at night. Are you sure you want to wait here?" Gu Xuanwu turned his head and looked at me.

Some viewers expressed support for Han Yuyun, while others supported Lin Weiwei, but an even greater number of viewers stated that they supported both Lin Weiwei and Han Yuyun. In other words, they had cast their votes for both Lin Weiwei and Han Yuyun respectively.

Jiang Muzi was forcefully pressed to the ground to kowtow. Her forehead was beaten red and the skin was scraped raw.

From afar, Qiu Minghao spotted the reception crew from the program team—a man wearing a duck-tongue cap, holding a sign with Qiu Minghao's name written on it.

Fan Xizi sneered. What she disliked most was people analyzing her psychology, because such people often harbored a frantic desire for possession and control in their hearts. Take the man right in front of her, for instance—Chen Feng.

As Badu Network Company was newly established, its capacity was limited and it could not accommodate the massive influx of authors from the entire author circle.

"Already, you turtle bastard, you've come to cause trouble for me again. I'm definitely going to kill you today!" Leopard shouted viciously.

One ought to be on guard against strangers in their heart, but because of these words striking a chord within, she couldn't help but nod.

Ever since the company's registration, thanks to this live broadcast, it could be said to have ascended to a much higher level.

Ye Moxuan actually disliked these girlish things at all, but compelled by Yan Muxue's threats, he had no choice but to slowly walk around behind Yan Muxue, gently encircle her in his arms, then pick up her hands and wrap them within his palms, and finally slowly close his eyes.

Chun'er looked foolishly at the older brother who had saved her, her face completely devoid of expression.

Subsequently, led by the village chief, the villagers first went to Thorns City to invite merchant caravans and mercenary groups to settle in. Upon their return, Seber became the most revered person in the entire village; wherever he walked, villagers would stop in their tracks to greet and salute him.

Some busybodies even ran all the way to the dilapidated house at the end of the village to inform the Fan family's sole remaining descendant that someone had meddled with things in his ancestral home.

According to the descriptions in the "Spirit-Guiding Art," when cultivators draw in spiritual Qi, it is best to absorb it according to their own spiritual roots.

Everything had been arranged, but that servant met with an accident along the way. By the time someone found them, the servant had already passed away.

Yan Muxue rushed to the hospital bed in three strides, her eyes filled entirely with worry as she looked at Yan Chenyi.

Coupled with the tacit coordination among Gao Jingyao and the others, very few of the Seven Stars Sect disciples could withstand them.