Chapter 51: The Provocation Strategy-Funcionária pública cria fofinhos, e eu voo alto com a pátria e viro o queridinho do grupo(Pequena lótus que escava a terra)

The marbled polecat standing at the very front, driven to fury by the moment, threw a punch straight at the little sand cat’s face.
The polecat's arms were far too short, and their eyesight was notoriously poor. The agile little sand cat excelled at dodging, and as the polecat's fists struck nothing but empty air, it grew frantic with rage.
The little sand cat stuck out its tongue and taunted them: [Nyah nyah nyah, you're so pathetic, you can't even hit me!]
This gesture completely incensed the polecats, and they angrily began to spray urine at the little sand cat.
Their secretions smelled intensely foul, lightly...

Although she knew less than Li Si, the Qin He before her gave her an inexplicable sense of crisis.
The day Zhang Yao left, she had been furious enough to nearly lose her milk supply, and it took her a long time of self-soothing to calm down.
Yan Yan's hands had already let go long ago, and her expression was remarkably serene, not at all as Qin Zhao had imagined. Yet it was precisely because of this that Qin Zhao had no idea what to do.
However, he could not simply sit by and do nothing; at the very least, he had to preserve the life of Cheng Luyi, the number one attendant of the Nether Wind.

"The one who will kill you!" Just as Daoist White-Eyed was lost in a myriad of thoughts, Jiang Yi let out a thunderous roar and lunged at him.
Rumors had it that Princess Ningxue of the Great Yan Empire had once been besieged by the Lishan Sect within the borders of Ziwei Prefecture. Sovereign Yingnan knew full well that her strength was no match for that crimson robe. Regardless of whether that drastically changed princess harbored any lingering resentment toward Ziwei Prefecture, this battle was undoubtedly a desperate gamble with a nine-in-ten chance of death.

In the distance, the dark clouds in the high heavens connected the earth and sky like a funnel, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring spectacle. Streaks of purple lightning slithered through the cloud layer like wandering dragons, drawing closer and closer, leaving everyone somewhat apprehensive.
Once a medicine capable of permanently curing these two despair-inducing diseases appeared, the world would be bound to go mad.
Grandma Wang glanced at Kong Dan with some displeasure. Ever since she stepped through Li Si's door, she had never intended to mention the matter of her grandson's upcoming marriage.

"That depends on my father. When father wishes to pass down the 'Dragon General' mantle, I will return," Zhao Wuheng said, and walked away on his own accord.
Zheng He paused slightly, casting a sideways glance at Yue Zhiyang, seemingly filled with doubt. Master Chong smiled and said, "There is no need to worry; Daoist Master Daoling will never leak a single word, isn't that right?" He fixed his gaze on Yue Zhiyang, carrying an unmistakable undertone of threat.
"Whatever." Sun Xi couldn't be bothered to say much more. To an idiot who could only see what was right in front of them, saying anything further was sheer waste of breath.

Had it not been for Goddess Xueyi risking her life, pulling out every trump card and treasure she possessed, she likely wouldn't have been able to hold out for so long, and would probably have been slain by Ji Yurou long ago.
Song Jian'an's eyes widened in death, his gaze unresigned as his hand still tightly gripped the Kunwu staff, resting merely three inches away from Tang Zheng's head.
That figure offered no reply, emitting another cold laugh. Yun Xu stamped his foot and leaped onto the rooftop. With his white robes fluttering, he vanished in an instant, leaving Yue and Zhu behind to stand blankly in bewilderment, leaning against the perimeter wall.
Besides, even if there were such a method, could Tang Zheng simply seize someone else's body and engage in dual cultivation without any bottom line?

Lord Duan and the siblings Lan Guo went to the Yihua Palace together. True to expectation, the journey was peaceful and uneventful, a clear testament to the influence and power the Yihua Palace commanded in the martial arts world.

At this moment, Qin Yu's steps were unsteady, and his staggering posture made him look thoroughly wretched. It was obvious that his landing had not gone smoothly when the carriage overturned earlier, and he had likely sustained some injuries.
Although Jian Qiufeng found it hard to believe that Zhang Nan possessed the potential of a Sovereign realm expert, the raw rice had already been cooked into porridge, and he had no choice but to accept his fate.
Only the weak love the weak; true powerhouses can only accept those who are even stronger, including their lovers.
Moreover, she felt that utilizing this identity was not a bad idea after all; at the very least, it allowed her to temporarily shake off the others, which was quite nice.

In other words, these three demon emperors were effectively the absolute peak combat strength of the demon faction in this frontline battle.
For a moment, everyone in the town, regardless of their cultivation level, was instantly forced to the ground, prostrating in terror.
Today he had brought his younger sisters out with him; if anything were to happen, how could he face his family upon returning? Furthermore, Ye Qingcheng was the apple of the Prince Consort's eye and held the title of a Princess of the Commandery.