Chapter 133: Furious Outburst! Li Guojun Taking Kickbacks?

Seeing this, Li Junsheng smiled confidently at the groom’s father and said, “Mr. Xiao, when you hold a wedding banquet with us, you only need to pay a deposit first. The rest can be settled after the banquet, once you’re satisfied. We guarantee you’ll be pleased.”

“Ba Huang Era? That was more than four million years ago. Can it really have been passed down until now?” Meng Zhao asked with doubt.

As he spoke, the Second Ancestor Chi Jue extended a finger and pointed forward. A surge of power erupted like ripples, rushing ahead with a roar.

Without hesitation, Ye You casually picked a chair that caught his eye and sat down calmly.

Qing Yun remained very composed, casting a calm glance at them. Upon meeting Qing Yun’s gaze, the restless Tian Duoliang and the others gradually calmed down.

Then the hand gripping the knife tightened, the blade slowly sliding into the general’s windpipe, ending his life in a relatively dignified manner.

“He was just taken away! Now your heart beats with the blood of a close relative! So your heart might belong to one of your parents!” Lin Sanhu scoffed bitterly upon hearing this, then fainted.

With a burst of laughter, the matter was considered settled. The boys made plans to eat and play games, then left the classroom.

Upon entering the courtyard, Lin Zijie guessed that Guan Yun’s status was extraordinary. The guards were even tighter than those at the Prefect’s mansion, revealing the depth of his background.

Their current position on the tree was relatively safe; a fork in the branches just big enough to hold a backpack.

Hao Ze’s doubts were completely dispelled by the recording and Ye Jiajia’s explanation, but others remained unconvinced.

The enormous Yaksha demon lifted a twenty-meter-long spear, stirring the ocean and creating a growing whirlpool that generated tremendous suction, pulling in nearby ordinary fish. Not far off, the positioning boat was also being drawn in, slowly pulled closer by the force.

These two men undoubtedly had the best chance to become the next Hokage and, in the coming decades, would become nightmares for other nations—such world-changing powerhouses do not emerge simply by pouring in resources; they have to be naturally exceptional.

“But I understand all that... I just hope that when you’re tired, you’ll come to me, so I can keep you company and talk with you,” Meng Lianyun said, her hand resting gently on Mu Feng’s waist, afraid he might run away.

“I’m serious too. If you accept, we can start right now,” Lin Yuer said as she reached to untie her sash.

Note: There are no character options over eighteen because gene sequencing beyond that age becomes less flexible and cannot be easily rearranged by external forces.

“Looking at mine, they’re all close-combat classes with similar attribute growth; only their skills differ,” Lin Bing’er said, unusually taking the initiative to speak.

As he spoke, a white mist appeared behind him, flickering with strange, shadowy figures.

That’s why Mu Feng was hesitant and cautious, not unleashing his full strength in actual combat—he had only used less than half his power.

Seeing their offensive firmly suppressed with no progress, the invincible霸气 grew anxious.

Everyone present was dumbfounded; they never expected that the seemingly gentle and frail me would openly reprimand a highly decorated general in the royal court.

Feng Qiwu stared at Ming Yingxi in front of her and suddenly felt that this girl was truly unlikeable. While defending Mo Wanyan, Ming Yingxi simultaneously showed rejection and hostility toward her.

The Crown Prince carried Shangguan Lingyao horizontally back to the side chamber. After laying her down and dressing her, in such an urgent moment, Shangguan Lingyao pressed a finger gently to the Crown Prince’s lips.