Volume 1, Chapter 41: What’s Wrong With a Little Sister Serving Her Older Brother Food?

Renascida e Obrigada a Casar para se Tornar Imperatriz: a Filha Legítima Banha a Capital em Sangue animal onívoro 1151 words 2026-08-04 04:28:06

Cuanzhu?

This name was far too unfamiliar in my previous life; I had no impression of it at all.

Three figures rushed in. The leader was none other than Ban Chao, followed by Chen Lü and Xu Gan. Ban Chao was dressed in military attire, wearing a beaming smile, while Chen Lü and Xu Gan were splattered with blood, their eyes gleaming with excitement.

"Even if you intend to kill me, you must at least let me know how I have offended you." Mu Tianyi was utterly bewildered. When could he have invited such trouble? This mysterious figure’s cultivation base must surely be at the True Spirit Realm, and judging by the thick, malevolent aura radiating from him, he was undoubtedly a man who had committed countless murders.

Before he could contemplate what might happen next, Mu Tianyi felt an unbearable heat surging through his entire body, as if he had been cast into a furnace to be tempered like a pill by the endless flames of a phoenix. He tumbled back and forth within the space, his heart-wrenching screams failing to alleviate the agony of the burning.

"Awoo!" Zheng Tian transformed instantly, casting aside his machine gun, and raised his wolf claws to strike at the lion.

Fan Qiang withdrew his blade, his eyes wide with astonishment. Upon hearing Geng Gong’s words, Li Yi was furious, but finding himself in a position where he had to yield, he dared not defy him, his face flushing red and pale by turns.

Dou Gu, noticing the peculiar expression on Geng Gong’s face, realized there must be some hidden story. "General Liu, let us not speak of this for now," he said. "The Xiongnu are in retreat; we must pursue them immediately and not let this opportunity slip." With that, he brandished his great blade and spurred his horse to charge at the Xiongnu. Liu Zhang and the others followed close behind.

Hearing the order, Chu Feng commanded, and the four of them spurred their fine steeds, galloping off toward the southwest.

Whirlwinds instantly condensed around the meteor hammer, while scorching flames erupted from the spikes of the two iron balls. Aided by the wind, the fire grew even more ferocious.

Li Changge sprinted along the edge of the cliff, dispatching a corpse with every strike of his blade, occasionally kicking others down, tirelessly helping his teammates clear out the straggling beasts.

"Help me dress," Mars said indifferently, then braced his arms and sat up on the edge.

More than half a day passed in the blink of an eye. The three ship formations made no further major moves, save for the constant activity of the rescue boats shuttling back and forth. Xiangxiang sat at the bow, watching the rescue boats quietly, before suddenly letting out a soft sigh.

He had originally thought having two or three hundred million in cash would be decent... Does this mean his net worth is now at least over a billion?

Ever since she started working after graduation, she had given her monthly salary to her family, keeping only enough for living expenses. But back then, the family was poor, and both her parents and brother were still working.

To this day, Yan Fanyun did not believe that the Alchemist Tian had truly killed the disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect. Although Su Yi only occupied the bottom of the Earth Ranking and was only at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, he was not someone just anyone could handle.

Mei Jingyan returned to her calm demeanor. She groomed herself neatly, changed into a tight black leather suit that accentuated her figure, and walked before her child.

Originally, Xu Zheren’s intervention would have allowed Wu Liu to escape her predicament, but as Wu Liu watched Xu Zheren flying toward her, her eyes grew red before she knew it. She could not help but step forward to protect him, forgetting entirely that she was in the midst of a battle.

The climate in North Siberia is harsh, with snowstorms raging from September each year until May of the following year. Perhaps, buried under the heavy snow, the vegetation in the valley would grow even more lush next summer.

"Perhaps we can think of a way from another angle." For the first time, Bai Yanji spoke to Jiang Yun in a consultative tone, devoid of her usual cold expression.