Volume 1, Chapter 32: Too Fierce! Unable to Marry

Voltando aos Anos 80 com a família toda para a revanche, esbofeteando loucamente os rostos dos parentes. Yi Nian Xi 1180 words 2026-08-04 06:22:08

Sun Liancheng walked over with a cold face. "Who is your future brother-in-law?"

Although there was a "Gate" here in Meta Village, it had not been opened for seven hundred years, so Zette felt it wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer. Since he couldn't find it anyway, he might as well go to Maluta Village to figure things out before returning to deal with the "Gate" here.

"The Sky Team has truly struck gold this time!" Azure Dragon and Daoist Ruofeng exchanged glances, thinking the same thing to themselves.

Zette was completely overwhelmed by Qin Ji's invincible logic. Having lived for so long—long enough to have witnessed the Big Bang several times over—he felt truly defeated by her worldview.

Empress Wang first served the Emperor a few bites of food, then placed some boiled mutton into the Crown Prince’s bowl, busy and content.

I walked out of the house and took in the surrounding scenery from the rooftop. The place was quite beautiful in the morning, which put me in a great mood, so I headed downstairs to buy some eggs.

Liu Dingtian drew the hunting knife hanging from his waist—Old Liu’s most prized possession—and roared at the alpha wolf.

Yun Chen remained silent. That was true; if anyone had made concessions, it was Shen Siyu who had conceded the most. She was the one who had truly suffered the greatest grievance.

It made no distinction between good and evil; once it descended abruptly, it would corrode everything it enveloped, reducing it to nothingness.

By evening, I drove them to the suburbs of City B, picked up Sister Li’s family, loaded our Panda car into the iron sphere, and then retrieved our Haotian Empire’s latest self-piloting aircraft from another iron sphere.

It would have been better if Ling hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as she spoke, Qin Ji’s stomach began to rumble—the timing was impeccable.

Explosive rounds mixed with incendiary shells turned the advancing cavalry formation into a sea of fire. Men and horses collapsed one after another, and the entire unit fell into chaos, with soldiers screaming and fleeing in terror.

After selecting the raw materials and spending several days preparing the kiln, followed by constant experimentation and readjusting the proportions—failing, failing, and failing again—the first finished batch was finally produced on the day Du Rui had been out for nearly a month.

"Where is she?" Gong Yuyue’s heart sank, his voice growing colder, laced with a hint of uneasy rage.

Factions from all walks of life gathered here. Moreover, the Blazing Volcano Villa had only opened certain areas for lodging; it was not as if every corner of the villa was laid bare for people to wander through at will.

As long as he could eliminate him, who else would be his match? Being at the Xiantian level, he was virtually unrivaled across the Yunyang Continent. Having committed countless evils without consequence, he lived a life of carefree indulgence. Now that he had encountered a meddler, he would no longer hold back.

Tian Zhen ignored Song Haiping, her focus entirely on Nie Yun. Even though Nie Yun had previously repelled several bodyguards, Tian Zhen was still worried he might be hurt and rushed over to check on him.

It was only because Li Chengqian trusted Du Rui implicitly that he dared speak; had it been anyone else, Du Rui would have worried that such words might sow discord between the father and son of the Imperial family.

Faintly, it felt as if she had heard it a long, long time ago, and the name "Gong Yuyue" also seemed vaguely familiar. Yet, when she tried to recall it carefully, it felt as if it weren't so.

But now... her everything was Huangfu Ye. Was it truly necessary for her to part ways with him over a child that was still just an embryo?

The people outside could not see the Underworld Emissary, but he could. The Emissary was clearly enraged and intended to ferret out the culprit; he had to act quickly to prevent the Emissary's next move.