Chapter 32

Já que renasci, quem ainda tem cabeça de apaixonado? Xin Cheng 2067 words 2026-08-04 08:00:43

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“What are you sleeping for? Just look at yourself. Your hair is a complete bird’s nest. It really is strange—you somehow managed not to sleep yourself into a great fat pig,” Ling Mufeng said mercilessly.

Eunuch Liu said solemnly, “Raise your head and let me have a look.”

I did as he asked, but I did not look at him.

Now that the right opportunity had presented itself, escape was naturally the first thing to do. How could I possibly stay any longer?

“My child, none of what happened before matters anymore. What matters is that I have seen you again, and those beautiful eyes of yours, just like your mother’s…” Yi’s eyes brimmed with tears as well. His deep gaze seemed to cross the boundaries of time and space, once more beholding that peerlessly beautiful face that had haunted his dreams.

So, everyone, please stop asking in the comments for an uncut version released one day at a time. It is completely pointless. Even if you read it, will you gain a pound of flesh? Of course, you are guaranteed to learn something new.

In fact, that was precisely the case. Let alone venomous snakes—even pythons as thick as a bowl had been recorded as being killed by honey badgers. Some enormous pythons had even climbed trees to escape them, only to be dragged back down by the honey badgers.

“Girl, you have only three days. Make good use of them. Don’t worry—I won’t harm you.” The old woman seemed to see through Qi Die’s thoughts at a glance. Qi Die no longer hesitated. She turned and left the house, heading west.

During this period, I had earned nearly fifty thousand experience points. Added to the more than thirty thousand I already had, I needed only a little over twenty thousand more to level up.

Five bright red handprints immediately appeared on Su Wange’s fair face. She stared at Yan Mumu in astonishment, but in the blink of an eye, astonishment turned to fury.

It was only today that he received news of Leng Ningxiang being thrown into prison. He clenched his teeth and fists so tightly that his fingernails sank into his flesh, yet he felt no pain at all.

Just as the long sword was about to pierce her heart, Xu Chuntao suddenly felt her body being flipped over.

What kind of damned mission was that? Harmony among the various races was simply impossible. There had only ever been one possibility: one race oppressing the others. Everyone was born to stand opposed to one another; survival was possible only by suppressing the other side. So tell me, how were we supposed to coexist harmoniously?

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Suddenly, Nie Qiuhong and Xu Chuntao’s eyes met. It was the first time he had seen Xu Chuntao’s entire face from the front.

With an Embroidered Spring Blade in hand and mounted on a warhorse, Commander Pu Xinglong of the Embroidered Uniform Guard was the first to charge into the ranks of the disciples of the Hundred Schools of Thought.

As thoughts flashed through Ye Li’s mind, a shrewd smile touched the corners of her mouth. An idea came to her. While Liu Fuman was chatting with the mother and son of the Wu family, she went over, seized the handle of the handcart, and pulled it away.

“Mother, you don’t need to worry. If he truly were such a narrow-minded person, how could he have risen so rapidly over the past few years? He is already a fifth-rank garrison commander,” Wanqiao said, taking her mother’s hand and crouching before her as she looked up to reassure her.

“Son, did you just say the words ‘have a grandchild’?” Ye Shuxian glared at him with eyes as sharp as lightning.

He said aloud that the Grand Emperor of Great Qin would agree to Liu Bang’s request, but he himself had no idea whether that was true.

After Chuntao had made a circuit of the classroom, she was preparing to visit Mr. Cui’s office. Unexpectedly, the moment the door opened, a blood-covered man appeared before her.

“Of course I know. Yet I still treated you this way. Do you resent me?” Qingchen asked with a smile.

From a distance, Shen Yi saw an elderly man in traditional clothing standing in the corridor outside the classroom, leaning against the window and peering inside as though searching for someone.

He picked up two stones and placed them on the ground before him. Then he gathered a stream of magic power in his hands. So that everyone could see clearly, he deliberately infused the stream with a silver shimmer.

“Come on.” Di Renjie activated his second skill, sending a ring of tokens shooting out around him and increasing his own speed as he ran toward the depths of the lava.

Although the Skyborne連斬 and the Six Paths Star Sword Aura vanished at the same time, the seventh Star Sword Aura still surged toward Yi Feng from below at an angle! The shock wave generated by the exploding storm of energy briefly slowed the seventh Star Sword Aura.

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“Breath of the Raging Wind!” Hidden in the grass, Baili Shouyue once again aimed at the Flame Dragon’s left eye and pulled the trigger.

By the time they came to the birthday party, all their attention would certainly be focused on Li Xiuyuan. Li Xiuyuan’s only request of Li Ziyan was that she treat him like her boyfriend during the party. Only then could he finish acting out the charade.

Actually, Li Xiuyuan ought to thank the shopkeeper who had cheated him out of a hundred yuan. If that man had not made him suffer the loss, Li Xiuyuan would never have become more cautious afterward. A hundred yuan for a lesson was money well spent.

The battle aura throughout Yi Feng’s body had been firmly suppressed by the power of space. Gritting his teeth, he struggled against the pressure of the solidified space surrounding him. “There’s no need to talk about admiration. If I had the strength, I would love nothing more than to bleed you again!” Yi Feng rasped.

The blazing sun slowly rose, climbing high into the sky and casting its radiant light over the verdant athletic field below.

In order to climb aboard this carriage, Old Li was fully prepared to abandon the search engine he had founded and throw himself entirely into the e-commerce business.

“I’m not feeling well today. I’m in no mood to fight.” Although the Fourth Brother was not particularly clever, he was extremely confident in his martial arts and was unwilling to make a fool of himself before his brothers.

With a casual gesture from the old man, a streak of light surged across the air. In an instant, its brilliance scattered the undead. It arrived in the blink of an eye, rushing forward for no other purpose than to annihilate them.

Chen Teng, however, remained utterly calm. His eyes were deep and unreadable, devoid of joy or sorrow. He waved his hand casually and spoke in a soft voice.

Fei Xueqing, Jiang Weike, Bai Jian, Liu Wen, and Li Li were all among the “Eight Outstanding Figures of Saint An,” so naturally they were honored guests. Fei Xueqing had even brought his American wife, Agnes, to the banquet. Liu Wen and Li Li had been a couple since their school days. Their relationship later deepened, and when the time was ripe, they married five years ago.

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