Thirty Parents

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The common folk gossiped endlessly about the extravagant wealth of the Xiahou family, as if they had witnessed with their own eyes the decadent life of Xiahou Yong’s mother, living in a golden house and sipping on the finest nectars and elixirs.

"Dad, why don't we just put them all into my storage space?" Zhang Yu suggested.

Shen Ke cupped his hands and lowered his head, staring in silence at the vivid, lifelike golden dragon with bared fangs and brandished claws embroidered on the bright yellow collar before him.

Catch fire? What kind of fire? Prince Xi had already inevitably drifted toward thoughts unsuitable for children.

"Very well, Qin Huai, once you have handled this matter, come find me at the Lu residence!" Ning Zhiyuan sniffed again.

"The Nirvana of Heaven and Earth must be a global event. Therefore, we should first consider the scale; even if it is not global, it is at least a large-scale incident. Approaching it this way will make it much simpler to deduce," Zhang Yu explained, seeing the confusion on his family's faces.

Madam Jiang was a woman of her word. She truly brought several sets of clothes and baby supplies. Moreover, through some unknown method, Jin'er was actually able to drink milk at lunch, prompting the infant to flash a toothless, innocent smile of gratitude at her.

The stacking effect of this Thunder Wolf suit, rewarded by the system, is quite good and suitable for warriors below the Spirit Martial Realm.

Why do people strive to become powerful? Isn't it mostly for glory, wealth, countless delicacies, endless fine wine, and countless beauties?

"You really have changed," Ron said in a low voice. If it were before, he surely couldn't have imagined these words coming from Karen. Clearly, her transformation was not limited to her appearance; her psyche had also undergone a profound change.

Hmph... I don't believe you can resist my charm. Aren't you in H City too? Once I return, I will find you, and you will know you were wrong. I, Nangong Yunying, will absolutely not let you off the hook just like that.

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"Terrifying..." The crowd was horrified. The divine ability Yang Tian unleashed was capable of such a frightening onslaught against the God-Demon Hand; it was enough to make one tremble.

In any case, the atmosphere of the show had been largely ruined, leaving a vast number of viewers in front of their televisions feeling disgruntled. Fortunately, there were no live comments in this era; otherwise, rotten eggs would certainly have been flying everywhere, along with all sorts of colorful insults.

In previous competitions, because one side would harbor hatred after losing, they would often wish to destroy their opponent entirely to feel satisfied. For opponents to shake hands and make peace was simply impossible. It was considered a stroke of great luck if they didn't fight to the death in the next match.

I wasn't in the mood for passion with Sister Gu today, and she likely understood my state of mind, so she didn't disturb my rest. We both slept quietly like that for the night.

This method could allow one to leave Fairy Xiao's body, but at the same time, her body would be torn apart. Outside the City of Dreams lay the brain of Fairy Rose; to leave, one would naturally have to open it. Just thinking about it made my whole body numb.

Chen Feng, who originally didn't believe much in fate, found himself meeting Chen Jing again at such a time and under such circumstances. He couldn't help but start to believe in destiny in his heart, feeling grateful that fate had allowed him to see her once more.

With a crisp sound, Zheng Shihuan was knocked to the ground by a slap from me. Once I officially took action, he was utterly powerless to resist.

The cultivator of the Sacred King Lineage gathered his remaining strength to resist, but the power of the world was too overbearing. In an instant, it shattered the protective barrier he had raised, and with a single strangling force, the man of the Sacred King Lineage died a miserable death on the spot.

Song Danyang was clearly a different type compared to other children of high-ranking officials. Everything she had achieved today was entirely due to her own capabilities.

"This," upon hearing this, True Man Miao Yi Qi Suming wore a look of regret and said, "This is mostly thanks to the contributions of my late master. Without the spiritual materials and medicines left behind by him, it would have been difficult for us to refine so many Celestial-level puppets within these short twenty years."

However, they were unsure whether the instigators of this spectacle were the Emei Sect or the Tongyao Alliance.

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The eunuch's words drew a chorus of sneers. Xu Ping, filled with suspicion, cast his gaze toward the subordinate who had ambushed the Ming army. The latter recounted the sequence of events, having already learned of the secret decree from Emperor Chongzhen through the eunuch.

Yi Han’s expression turned to one of shock, but he could not speak. Suddenly, as if realizing something, his expression dimmed.

The members of the Great East Kingdom, upon hearing this, felt that the Exalted One had rarely spoken earlier. Yet, the moment General Yi arrived, she spoke up, as if no one else were qualified to negotiate with her and only the General was the protagonist worthy of her attention.

"I have basically figured it out; it should be to have these two clash with each other!" Luo Jia remarked.

The explosive sound waves contained thick magical power, sweeping through like a hurricane and destroying everything in their path. Several massive black boulders nearby were instantly shattered into sand under the vibration of the sound waves! The crimson true-fire palm was also immediately extinguished upon impact.

However, ever since receiving the news of Yang Zhiyuan's death, the Marquis of Zhen-Dong had aged ten years overnight, only beginning to emerge from the shadows today.

Various departments had been attacking the Heart's Desire City project both openly and covertly, but Sun Yongyi had managed to fend them all off.

Luo Fuyang's complexion changed drastically. When he looked at Su Ye again, his expression carried a trace of shock. He rushed toward Su Ye with an almost desperate urgency, exclaiming, "Sir, are you not the direct disciple of the Supreme Fist Ancestor, Qian Shensha?" His tone was indescribably urgent, laced with a hint of trepidation.