Volume 1, Chapter 42: This Demon King doesn't mind. Tonight, I'll make an exception and let you sleep with me.-Eu não contratei uma súcuba? Quem é esse idiota?(telha)

Hanging up the phone, Su Yixue rubbed her brow and let out a sigh. How could that man be so utterly perverse and eccentric?
She had actually been thinking about offering him some relief...
In a few more years, the entire nation would transcend the ranks of the world's developed countries and become a transcendent entity. With the help of extraterrestrial beings, its military strength would gradually approach their level, reaching heights unimaginable to the minds of ordinary Earthlings.
The opponent was not only arrogant but also utterly contemptuous. Everyone in Fushan knew that that car dealership was the core territory of Monkey Xue, yet someone actually dared to brave the lion's den. This was equivalent to receiving a direct slap to the face. If the arsonist wasn't out of their mind, they were deliberately picking a fight, and perhaps harboring some deep-laid conspiracy.
Zhou Bao already held immense prestige within the army. At his salute, all the veteran brothers in the ranks dropped to their knees in a grand salute. Xu Cun and Gu Xin also took the lead in paying respects. The people in the hall fell prostrate in a sweeping wave.
Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Ye Dongcheng suddenly opened his eyes. A gaze as sharp as a blade shot forth from his eyes, and a majestic aura emanated from his body, instantly rendering the atmosphere of the entire room oppressive.
Smiling helplessly, Tiemu Yun turned, opened the door, and strode out. Now there was yet another mystery: Who on earth was he, and why could Evil Mu Yun use that dark element while he could not?
I chuckled softly, believing that An Lingxi was just joking, though I did have a question: "Tell me, how on earth did you come to know Youyou, that crossdresser?" Hearing my words, Xiao Huo could not help but blush.
Then, four more iron giants unexpectedly appeared. This left me ecstatic. "An Lingxi, Su Jingyao, over here!" I shouted, gripping the Storm Red Sword tightly. I struck directly at two of the iron giants first.
"This is truly high-quality luminous stone. Go outside and find others of the exact same color so we can all help her out. We've genuinely struck gold this time." This mine was likely a high-grade fluorite deposit, and they would soon need to arrange for preliminary ore sorting. This was an opportunity to make a fortune.
Princess Wuyue analyzed the situation aloud to herself, making no attempt to hide it from Teng Zhan beside her. After she finished speaking, both of them looked at Luo Ping, who stood below, with incredulous expressions, as if studying a rare treasure and trying to see right through him.
What made this place somewhat different was that once a fighter jet entered the passageway, it no longer required a pilot to control it. Instead, the operators inside the giant flying craft would take over the controls, guiding and pulling the jet further into the vessel.
What shocked him was how someone knew his whereabouts. He had always kept his residence strictly confidential, and apart from his two close bodyguards, absolutely no one else knew.
Flapping its giant caudal fin, the Demonic Great White Shark King let out an angry roar. Several blood-colored light spheres appeared around Tang San, instantly condensing into irregular crystals. Yet, like mirrors, they refracted rays of crimson light, stabbing toward Tang San, who had already put away the Vast Sea Cosmos Cover.
Du Jiuyi did not know why Song Jiurui asked such a question, but once this person's injuries were healed, there would be no relationship between them whatsoever.
Today, a local friend had invited Meng Beizhao to morning tea at the Jinsha Hotel. One of the Meng family's apartments was just a five-minute walk away, so early in the morning, Meng Beizhao had brought Meng Xiuqin along, conveniently tagging along Xie Tianci as a family junior.
Many people cast shocked glances at Chen Ping, as if the young man was some kind of incomprehensible existence.
Hearing this, Xie Jinxian's gaze slowly drifted away from the completely unresponsive Luo Fanyan.
Li Yanhong's eyes carried a faint chill, a coldness so palpable that it sent a chill running straight from the soles of Han Hao's feet.