120. Even if all one hundred and twenty of them died, he still would not look twice at her.

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“You had it so good when you were studying. Would you like to go back to the past?” Gu Siyuan asked.

The question lingered in Qu Wan’s mind for only two seconds before she rejected it.

“No. I’m very satisfied with my life now.”

Gu Siyuan looked at Jiang Zeyu. “What about you?”

“Things are pretty good now.”

Seeing that they both felt the same way, Gu Siyuan smiled as well. “I’m satisfied with the present too.”

Now that he had grown up, there were more things he could do, and he also dared to let go and pursue certain matters.

Qu Wan turned her head toward Jiang Zeyu. “You really think things are good now?”

“Yes. I’m satisfied with everything as it is.”

For some inexplicable reason, Qu Wan blurted—

Those snakes truly seemed to have no desire to attack anyone. Before long, they slowly sank beneath the water, gradually vanishing from sight, and the surface once again became calm.

“Come on, Mom. When have I ever used fake jewelry to make you happy?” Jin Faguang said.

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The head on the right side of the three-headed hellhound opened its enormous, blood-filled maw, and another stream of molten lava transformed into a fiery serpent that shot toward the God of Fire.

After Li Chensha extinguished the flames caused by the Blazing Fire Mantis, he suddenly felt something in his heart and sensed the presence of danger.

“What did you want to learn by having lunch with me?” The Third Generation was eating lunch with Iruka in the cafeteria, while Iruka wore an anxious expression.

Could he be the sort of character represented by Lestrade in Sherlock Holmes? Shinichi studied his face in secret. Though he probably still fell short of Lestrade’s level.

“When you return, pass on my verbal decree!” In Qingqiu, Meixue’s words were a sacred edict, and no one dared disobey them.

“Kill your way through!” Hu Ke boldly drew the saber at his waist and pointed toward the direction of the smoke. His men immediately erupted in cheers.

Before the fight began, Nie Shi had announced that they would try a new method. He would not make any physical contact with Xie Qingyun whatsoever. If, within half an hour, any part of Xie Qingyun’s body touched even the slightest corner of him, he would lose.

At the same time, in Lingshou in the north, the impact of the war on Zhongshan was in no way weaker than its impact on Zhao.

Xue Ru understood. This was the plot of a melodramatic television drama, the sort of story that later generations would probably perform countless times. In the end, it was nothing more than killing oneself so that someone else could inherit the family fortune. How much money could a fallen prince possibly have? Making money was easy for her; she simply lacked the time. Why would she need to fight them for it?

As he spoke, he buried his face in the crook of my neck and kissed me. The flame he had kindled began to burn slowly.

“Although I haven’t gathered the required number, I do have good news. I know there’s a ghost cultivator in this city!” Butler Wang suddenly remembered something at the threshold between life and death and shouted with his eyes closed.

That person had not expected Xiang Yang to raise such a question and paused noticeably. “All right.” The Ancient Immortal had said there would be a discount, but had never specified how much.

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Lin Tian had an extremely volatile temper. He had even begun to hate this damned school. They dared to make things difficult for people introduced by Lin Guoyuan—what else would they not dare to do?

When I thought of my deceased father and then recalled what Song’s mother had said, I found myself unable to refuse.

I wanted none of my dignity, none of the honor or shame that belonged to a human being. I wanted only for my child to remain alive.

“Wait here for a while. They should be back soon.” After saying this to Su Mu, the staff member went back to his own work.

After Qin Feng nodded, Xiang Yang explained her intention. “You probably already know about our current situation. I need your help.” There was no other way. Constrained by the Tower Order, they could barely make a move, so she had no choice but to find another way out.

However, Chen Ying’s demonstration was clear and stood up to scrutiny. For a time, Cao Zilian could not think of any excuse to refute it.

Mu Jin was so furious that her back teeth ached. She truly was exerting all her strength to pry his hand away, but why had she been unable to force it down while he had restrained her so effortlessly? It was infuriating.

Meanwhile, the true culprit behind the chaos had already slipped into the jungle and left the area.

Yu Panqing felt that he had failed his family. Heaven had punished him by leaving him with nothing in middle age and taking away both his children and grandchildren. It was all retribution.

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