God's Favorite

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Hunter Kaka's rich experience and judgment once again proved Wang Kui's conclusion. He really did discover ungulate footprints left in the grass by the riverbank.
The clothes were retrieved from the storage ring. Inside the room, the wooden bathtub was already filled with warm water, scattered with a few flower petals.
Joan's voice was not loud, but it was still successfully picked up by the headset, so everyone in the chat group heard it at that time.
Immediately afterward, he plunged into a new gathering career, casually sent a message to several of his material suppliers, and shouted out a few times in the global channel about the items he was lacking. There were always some casual players who might be able to satisfy some of his material needs.
Jiaying had just finished murmuring complaints in the kitchen facing the position of the Kitchen God, sighing that it had not done the slightest bit of good.
If Dean Chen Buchan of Lingzhen Academy was untainted by worldly dust and emotions, then perhaps Celestial Master Qing was "half-tainted by the mortal world, and half immortal."
In the abandoned parking lot, a black van slowly came to a stop, and a yellow-haired youth stepped out from the trunk with a furrowed brow.
The band members also nodded in unison, and then, under the direction of one of the instructors, began to play.
Liang Chuan pulled him up to the third floor and offered him a pipe of tobacco to try. When Bao Black Charcoal first arrived in the Forbidden City, he was utterly dumbfounded; he was like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, feeling that every object looked magnificent—even the staff here dressed better than he did.
Upon hearing this, the other three also turned solemn, then leaped into the air and flew fiercely toward the arena.
First: Given that he had not yet recovered to 100% of his past life's level, playing against world-class competitors would be somewhat difficult.
With this, school matters were basically settled, leaving only the task of having Big Brother Chu pose as her boyfriend to bring her abuse of power for the student council presidency to a close.
Yu Hu's hand holding the horse whip felt somewhat sore; driving the carriage for a whole day had indeed been rather tiring.
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If possible, he did not want Liunian to return to school. Although he had eradicated all hidden safety hazards, there was no guarantee there were no loopholes. He truly felt uneasy about letting Liunian go back to school; what if she encountered danger again? He could never allow such a situation to happen again.
Standing very close, Leng Lingyun could even sense the subtle warning contained within that man's eyes.
Seeing this scene, Jun Wang hurried forward. Looking at Jun Chenhan's painful expression, he was utterly baffled, as well as extremely worried and frightened.
Suddenly, a handsome young man walked out from the side, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a cold-hearted aura all over his body, and a jade flute tucked into his waist.
Although Su Zhou was only ten years old at this time, and although Chinese Su did not know him at all at this time, the individual "Su Zhou" had already been classified by Agjell within the circle of his own people.
This point made Jun Chenhan gain a new understanding of Si Lvhen once again; this man truly doted on his wife to a frantic degree.
However, in the Forbidden Ancient Realm, all forces related to the Ancient God Chaos level were sealed. Relying on Chaos-grade bloodlines, divine bodies, or Chaos divine artifacts was simply impossible.
Brilliant flashes flickered in his eyes as the Formless Gu operated constantly, glancing up at the second floor from time to time.
The air rippled with shockwaves, causing the hair of both men to flutter incessantly. The same went for the man in the bamboo hat; his hat was blown off by the shockwave, and the withered hair on his head danced in the wind.
"Are you going to cure him or not?" If you are going to treat him, do it; if not, forget it. Du Fei had no desire to listen to the emperor's endless nonsense.
Then Jiang Li turned and left, taking along three disciples of the Fire God Valley who had accompanied them. The strength of these three Fire God Valley disciples was comparable to Jiang Li's, but their status within the Fire God Valley was a tier lower, so they were extremely respectful when facing Jiang Li.
It shimmered with multicolored lusters throughout its body, shifting between gold, silver, and various other kaleidoscopic colors at different moments.
After Xu Jian and Xiao Zhiwei remained silent for a moment, they nodded one after another in admission. The Weijian Ore Wholesale Market was indeed jointly funded and operated by the two of them; this was an unquestionable fact, and it would be meaningless even if they wanted to deny it.
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"The boss is going into seclusion?" Qiao Banshan's eyes brightened as he asked, "You aren't going to break through again, are you? Every time Luochen goes into seclusion, it always brings surprises."
The tens of thousands of rogue cultivators had only managed to take away four tenths, and even though the grand Great Qin royal family forcibly drove those rogue cultivators away, they only obtained three tenths. On the contrary, Jiang Yuan and Ji Ziqing unexpectedly acquired as many as three tenths.
Zhang Nan's heart was filled with incomparable shock. He had no doubt that if that whip were to strike his body, it would likely shatter him to pieces with a single lash, yet the Black Demon King had not suffered any significant injury at all.
The "Heaven-Reaching Jianmu" transformed into a streak of azure divine light, flying straight into Taixuan's mouth and all the way into his liver.
The first mate sitting beside him did not even dare to draw a full breath, feeling as though the cold-hearted Wesley was throwing a temper tantrum.
Sure enough, upon seeing this black card, the waitress was instantly so shocked that she was left speechless.
Morgan's parting remark of everyone being happy was uttered with extreme gentleness, lest he prod that sensitive nerve of Lin Jingsheng's.
Taixuan removed this hilt and, lingering no further, stepped into the main hall, shattering the large drum with a single palm strike to reveal a white wooden box inside, adorned with talismans, faintly glowing with purple light and fluctuating spiritual energy.
"However, when our homeland is violated, that becomes our business," the Falling Flower Saint said calmly, divine light swirling within her eyes.
He now had less than a year left. Although he had embarked on the path of immortal cultivation, he harbored worries. Only by reaching the Foundation Establishment realm and achieving an immortal body could his destiny be altered; before Foundation Establishment, all are merely mortals.
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