Chapter 32: The Cannon Fodder Fiancée (32)

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Unfortunately, while the idea was beautiful, reality was cruel.
Yun Jin slept at home for the night, but before dawn, she received a call from Fu Han’s mother.
Her tone was sharp. "Yun Jin, are you aware that Fu Han is in the hospital?"
Yun Jin rubbed her sleepy eyes and yawned. "Auntie, I have already broken up with Fu Han. How would I know about him being hospitalized? If you want to know the latest news about your son, you should ask Su Murong instead."
Fu mother was born...
Fang Yishen clapped her hands and looked with a smile at Jun Yi, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. Seeing his smug expression, Fang Yishen also revealed a charming smile, stuck out her tongue to lick her lips—it tasted quite sweet.
"Ziyu!" Zhao Jingcai could not mask his astonishment; he had spotted Zhao Ziyu stepping out of the car at a glance.
Fortunately, Wang Tao’s speed had never been matched by anyone yet. Although the black light was dense, it was unable to strike him at all.
Yang Fan was not confident he could kill the Sect Leader player within three minutes, so he couldn't help but feel a wave of panic as he realized his true colors were about to be revealed.
Lao Naixuan was very displeased upon hearing this: "Of course the Great Qing Empire should use the Great Qing Code. What new laws? I refuse to look at them!" The stubbornness of this man can be imagined.
Fang Yishen and her group were fishing by the nearby reefs, while the servants on the island were preparing a wild barbecue.

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Seeing that even this expert at the late stage of the Earth Martial Realm had died at Su Chuan’s hands, someone finally realized Su Chuan’s terror, and they showed fear, daring not to step forward again.
Sneering, he pushed aside the smoke caused by the cloud-burst talisman, but a black shadow struck him head-on. The successive killing moves began to irritate him.
He squinted, trying to discern Wu Qian’s position in the storm, only to discover that the other three had vanished.
However, because Yang Fan had not eaten all day, he was starving and had no choice but to log out of the game.
If Gwanghae-gun was the kind of ungrateful ingrate, Li Mi would have to consider whether or not to hand over Sunhwa-gun to him.
After hearing this, Ling Feiyan cried even more violently, clutching Mo Ling’s sleeve tightly, looking so helpless and lost.
It could be said that the collapse of the states of Xi and Cai was due in no small part to the Embroidered Uniform Envoys planted within both nations by the State of Chu.
Chi Zijun was the most innocent person Shao Si had met in his many years in the industry—so innocent that his emotional intelligence was somewhat worrying.
For instance, why was Yan Yu called the "Crown Prince"? Because the "Dragon King Society" was founded by his father, Yan Tian, and since he had taken over his father’s mantle, he was dubbed the "Crown Prince."
"I thought Starry Sky Technology had no chance of recovery, but I didn't expect it to cause so many troubles now!" However, Wang Zi believed that as long as he produced the evidence, he could silence everyone who doubted them.
"Hmph, spare the nonsense. Zhao Yuan's Ever-Victorious Marquis is nothing special!" Yue Gang retorted tit-for-tat.

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Dugu Shangxue told me that her sister had once secretly revealed that Baili Han intended to become the Emperor of the Northern Imperial Kingdom, and that after taking the throne, he wanted to implement a series of new policies to give the kingdom a fresh start.
I remained immersed in the strange relationship between Ji Yao and Ji Liu, yet I did not forget to thank Ji Yao.
But since the other party had spoken these heartfelt words knowing that they would certainly have to accept it, didn't that just demonstrate their filial piety?
Holding the Power Stone, his hand slowly rose, and purple light gradually enveloped his fist.
"Yi Junming, you must understand that sometimes human hearts are more terrifying than zombies! If you leave them alive today, perhaps more survivors will lose their lives at their hands in the future!" Han Fei’s voice carried a hint of coldness.
He was not worried about Li Si reporting him; such disrespectful words, if they reached the Qin Palace, would be enough to cost three Zhang Liangs their heads.
"Hmph, if it weren't for..." As if touched on a sore spot by Tang Ling'er, the old man's face displayed a look of anger. Finally, he snorted indignantly and stopped speaking, clearly hiding some deeper story.