Volume 1, Chapter 34: It’s Not Excessive to Make a Little One Hundred Million, Right?

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In that case, could she tell Mother Queen about their situation and bring him back to the Heavenly Court with her?
Now that the headless corpse demon sealed beneath the heart of the Black Lake had escaped, and with his own Buddhist cultivation having advanced significantly, Huijue naturally had few concerns left.
"Good idea, let's do it." After speaking, the two of them leaped onto the roof, pried off a dozen roof tiles, and, aiming at the nearest dozen or so warriors, hurled the tiles at them. Those warriors were knocked off the roof before they could react.
Geng Haoshi’s school had a total of six cafeterias, each named in the order of its construction. To facilitate student dining, these six cafeterias were distributed almost evenly across the campus.
After blocking the Lion Clan envoy with his Holy Shield, Luo Yi quickly condensed a golden spear and threw it at him.
Before the match, Yang Mimi had told Geng Haoshi that she had some things to take care of and would be late to watch his competition.
The Second Princess frowned, her slender, snow-white fingers lifting slightly as a snow-white paper crane for voice transmission landed slowly on her fingertips.
"What’s wrong?! Why do you sound so exhausted?" Dang Jun asked curiously upon hearing the dazed voice.
Although Zhou Xiaoshan was somewhat reluctant, he had already wasted several seconds, and passing the ball now was the wisest choice.
"Waaaah," she buried her tear-stained face in his chest, her hands clutching his clothes tightly, wanting to be as close as possible.
"This guy is actually from the Environmental Protection Bureau, some kind of director." Liu Cheng shoved the red booklet into Zhao Daming’s hand.
Once Gerry rejected the idea, Lydia knew that this man no longer possessed his former edge; years of comfortable living had worn away the sharpness Gerry had once held during his military career.
However, at this moment, a black iron fist was looming larger and larger in front of Chen Yufan.

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Everyone suddenly realized that the chips they had prepared to hold out for a higher price were actually dispensable and insignificant.
At this moment, when everyone thought Dan Se was doomed, he flushed with pain behind his mask; a bullet wound could be clearly seen on his back.
Having known Huang Baiming for so long, Zeng Zhiwei knew he must have encountered a difficult situation; otherwise, he wouldn’t have risked creating a greater rift with Lei Juekun just to ask him to contact Feng Yifeng. Something must have happened.
"The wife of the Creator God used the scraps from the Creator God to make a large number of creatures that look similar to gods—this is humanity. Of course, there were some other strange creatures, but the scraps used for humans were the lowest quality..." Lei’s expression became peculiar.
As soon as Princess Qingcheng opened her mouth, Chilong Tian waved his hand to interrupt her expressionlessly. He pointed a finger, and the crown shone brilliantly, golden light pouring down like colorful clouds, instantly enveloping them all and disappearing as a line of golden light.
"Then what did you do?" Chen Zaixing asked nonchalantly while choosing the color of his coat in front of the mirror.
Although he felt resentful, Ye Ze still obediently collected all those treasures; in front of Chen Xi, a butcher who killed without batting an eye, he dared not voice his dissatisfaction.
Lin Fang looked around; except for himself, there was no one left sitting. Although Fang Fengting had a remarkable capacity for alcohol, she could not withstand Lin Fang, a monster with unfathomable drinking limits, and finally collapsed onto the table, unconscious.
However, what Liang Gang brought to Yuan Fou was not all good news; he also brought bad news: the Left General, Liu Bei, had arrived in Runan, reportedly acting under the Emperor’s decree to campaign against the Yuan family.
Guys like Qingniao and Lu Xianyun, who thought themselves clever and deep-scheming, were not even worth mentioning in his eyes.
All along, Uncle Chai Xia had been extremely wary of the War Cloud Cavalry under Ye Yu’s command, as it was a demon legion recognized by generals of all nations.
"Very well." Yuan Fou bowed deeply, turned around, took the reins of Taishici’s horse, and walked slowly into the city gate.
"How dare you! Yang Guo, just you wait; I, Nurhaci, will not rest until I kill you!" Watching the Latter Jin soldiers flee the riverbank under the attack of the trebuchets, Nurhaci cursed in anger. However, his voice could not carry far across the roaring battlefield; Nurhaci was destined to waste his breath.

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"Senior, I have trespassed for too long. Today, this junior bids farewell, hoping that there will be a chance to visit again in the future..." At the exit of the valley, Ye Yu bowed solemnly to say goodbye.
After finishing, Yuan Fou explained exactly how Sun Ce had built water conservancy projects and reclaimed land from the lake in Chaohu, and how he had sold the newly created paddy fields to the Lujiang gentry at prices below market value.
Lu Shuyi raised her hand to rub her temples; after all, not everyone could be as magnanimous as the Princess Consort, capable of accepting a child’s own choices.
Since the target had been found, the Yandi branch sect should be able to uncover detailed information about this person. Moreover, Qin Xianyu had never intended to learn much about the other party; he simply wanted to resolve the dark cloud that had haunted his heart since he began practicing the Dao.
After speaking, he turned toward the direction of the ancestral hall and brought the Holy Spirit to the gate. Inside, it was unknown what was being worshipped, but there was only one large gate. The surrounding walls inside the ancestral hall were covered in marks from blades, swords, and sharp claws—clearly, the demons had conquered this place.
"Big sister, I’m going out later for a gathering with friends. Can you give me some money?" Ming Tai acted spoiled, blinking and looking at Ming Jing with pleading eyes.
At nine in the morning, Ye Zhen and Song Hu were ready and went downstairs. The boss was not there early in the morning, which was very strange compared to the past.
"This is a huge headache; I’m never making up stories again!" Su Jun reminded himself ten thousand times internally not to commit the same mistake.
"I’ll say it one last time: Now, immediately! Get out of the way!" Fujita Yoshimasa drew his service pistol and pointed it at Wang Fei’s head. Wang Fei was stunned; she couldn’t believe it.
It was a super-powerful machine gun with a 500-round drum magazine, an infrared aiming device, and ten high-explosive grenade rounds loaded.
As for the City Championship, if graded, the previous matches counted as level six, while the quarterfinals, semifinals, and finals could be considered level five. There were also several civilian leagues that were quite high-end.