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De volta à juventude do chefe Lin Mianmian 2217 words 2026-08-04 09:03:08

Just as Dongfang Qing was about to speak, Dongfang Hui helped a heavily intoxicated Dongfang Sheng back from the other side. Although the wedding had not yet begun, the guests included not only relatives from both families but also many figures from the business world. Their primary purpose in attending was socializing and networking, so numerous people were already holding wine glasses and chatting in groups.

Qin Ke'er understood that Yingqiu truly cared about her, and she had never expected such an incident to occur when she went out today.

Therefore, without a single fight, Dongfang Fengfei directly claimed first place, entering the inner sect with the prestigious title of the top newly-promoted inner sect disciple.

This local gentry was one of them. Originally surnamed Wang, after the outbreak of the War of Resistance, he mobilized his chamber of commerce to organize a support team dedicated to raising funds and donating supplies for the anti-Japanese forces, making significant contributions to the war effort.

Dongfang Ruoxue felt a surge of joy—what was going on? Didn't Lady Zhuoma say that transforming into the Tumu Heavenly Mystic Beast could only result in two forms: a giant ape or a giant wolf? Why was her partner a half-wolf, half-human form? Moreover, his consciousness seemed to remain entirely clear! Could this be related to his background as an EX-special exception player?

After striking up a conversation with Xu Shiyun, Ye Kaicheng completely ignored Xu Zuoyan, chatting and laughing merrily with Xu Shiyun as if having a wonderful time. No matter how inoffensively annoying Xu Zuoyan's attempts at harassment were from behind, Ye Kaicheng had firmly made up his mind to completely tune him out.

Judging from the background of the photo, it looked like a private cocktail party—extravagant and opulent. The glittering and resplendent decoration immediately gave ordinary people a sense of distant alienation from such a place.

Everyone could not help but focus their gazes on Bu Jingyun. To their astonishment, both Bu Jingyun's figure and his sword seemed to melt seamlessly into the surrounding darkness, making them indistinguishable and impossible to tell apart.

Hengqing's death and his severed arm were things he had subconsciously believed were deserved—he and Hengqing together had pushed her step by step into a desperate abyss.

"What is drowning in a pig cage? Isn't marriage supposed to be free? What business is it of yours?" This string of questions left Peter feeling somewhat bewildered. In his view, dating and matters of the sort were entirely one's own business, and his parents could at most offer a bit of reference advice.

He had no idea how many times he had live-streamed such supernatural events, and it seemed there never were any major problems.

It would be one thing if you were looking for domestic powerhouse ADs in the ADC position, like those with renown such as Nami.

Over this past month or so, Zhou Ding had basically figured out the operational laws of the Heavenly Tomb space and mastered the basics of the laws of time. Thus, Zhou Ding's fire avatar was able to freely enter and exit the Heavenly Tomb space through accidentally appearing spatial rifts.

"You are no match for her?" The look on Zhao Chen's face appeared somewhat bizarre at the moment. Hearing Wuxin's words from behind, he immediately turned around and asked, gazing at Wuxin.

Huang Yan had not expected Lin Yu to suddenly steer the topic toward Huang Xie, leaving him momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

After trying slightly and finding that he was unable to immediately break free from Li Yuan's restraint, Rysell looked at Li Yuan with a cold face, a bone-chilling tone in his voice.

Yuli Yan looked back once more; the pursuers were still biting closely at their heels, showing not the slightest intention of giving up.

The number of dinosaur-folk following this leader was also surprisingly small. Compared to the dozens or even a hundred villagers of the Benevolent Dragon tribe who used to go out to harvest rare treasures, only a dozen or so people had come here.

As long as the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect engaged in a genuine blaze of fury, the Chan Sect, with its sparse number of disciples, would find itself in a passive state of isolation and helplessness. At that time, the Chan Sect would need assistance, and only when the Chan Sect needed help would Buddhism have the opportunity to intervene in the Conferment of Gods.

Thus, in less than half a month, major forces from the Northern Hemisphere began dispatching people to negotiate the purchase of holy water. Some, relying on their vast wealth and power, even attempted to buy the manufacturing formula and consecration secret arts. Ah Huang granted all these requests without exception, though the prices were worlds apart from what he had originally charged Elder Ming.

Shen Feifei took the magazine, loaded it, and once again effortlessly emptied all the bullets. Although the distance was twice as far as before, this time, all twelve bullets still hit the bullseye, forming a cross shape with evenly spaced intervals.

Yuan Shao's cry immediately commanded everyone's attention, shifting all eyes directly onto him.

"I can understand your personal matters as your master, but you are currently at the peak of your prominence, making it inevitable that you will attract jealousy and make many enemies. You don't need to rush back to the Sword Sect just yet, but as your master, I can conveniently give you a lift along the way," Immortal Lingtian said solemnly.

A happy smile immediately bloomed on Ouyang Lietian's face, and all his worries vanished instantly without a trace.

No wonder the Dragon-toothed Serpent had the patience to wait so long. If the Twin-bodied Blood Python were at its peak condition, even a fifth-grade Imperial Realm powerhouse would likely be tormented to death, and not even Lin Chen with his Four-Turn Ancient God Body could withstand a single wave of attacks from the Twin-bodied Blood Python.

"Li Yi, what's wrong? Tell me honestly, is there some unknown relationship between you two?" Lin Keer asked.

Originally, the people in the base believed that as long as their fortifications were solid enough and their ammunition was plentiful, these mindless and unorganized zombies would sooner or later be completely wiped out by them, and Haibin City would once again belong to humanity.

Jingyi shook her head and said calmly, "I wasn't thinking about anything. Should we call Zhang Yimo along when we go to Pink Utopia later?" Jingyi deliberately steered the conversation away.

Ai You's heart was twisted into a knot. The worry on the road earlier that something had happened to her instantly transformed into a piercing pain.

The middle-aged woman who received the praise was clearly a bit flattered, grinning and smiling sheepishly at Jingyi.

Ding Linglin said, "You should have at least come out first so we could properly welcome you." Her anger had now dissipated, and she suddenly became clever again.

No matter what, probing the opponent's background first could never be wrong. Even if the situation turned out unfavorable, choosing to retreat afterward wouldn't be too late. At the very least, retreating after having fought would provide a proper explanation to the superior officers.

Hearing that all the past generations of Heavenly Secrets Masters had survived in the world and even condensed primordial spirits, Zhang Zhiping almost jumped up. However, upon hearing that they might not be able to preserve their independent consciousness, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't a case of dozens of Void-Returning stage cultivators with Human-Celestial bodies popping out in the blink of an eye.

Physical fitness, tactical acumen, psychological resilience, and sheer nerve and daring—every single aspect was the absolute pinnacle of excellence.

Because the satellites in outer space had been destroyed, the existing satellite positioning systems failed, turning long-range precision strikes into a blind endeavor. Consequently, they had no choice but to have the warships at the scene transmit the targeting data directly, relying on laser illumination.

That monotonous, short, and sharp sound continued incessantly, one beat after another. Could this be the sound of drawing a blade?