59 SSSS-Rank Mission

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"Hello, Captain Li. I am Qin Xiao, captain of the Izumo Team. Nice to meet you." Qin Xiao extended his hand.
"Oh, I don't know you." Li Xiaoxiao completely ignored him. "Didn't you finish talking? Why aren't you leaving yet?"
In the span of a mere minute, Li Xiaoxiao successfully managed to freeze Qin Xiao's polite smile twice. Standing to the side, Wei Hua was holding back his laughter to the point of internal injury, desperately sucking in his cheeks to exercise his masseter muscles.
Huo Hongyu didn't show much expression, merely resting his chin on his crossed hands.
Under her gaze—half a smile yet no smile at all—Red Feather felt his entire body stiffen, and a layer of goosebumps erupted across his plump arms.
Given his character, if the royal family sincerely wished to befriend him, he would naturally reciprocate. Conversely, it was merely a matter of mutual exploitation.
Shen Baolin's words were truly arrogant. She envied the high-ranking positions within the palace, envied Noble Consort Hui and Lady Lin who had children to rely on. Talent Lady Li, who entered the palace at the same time, had tossed and turned her way into becoming a Beauty, while she herself was still bitterly struggling in the humble rank of a Baolin.
In Kakuzu's eyes, six hundred billion had already been burned just now in the span of ten minutes—he hadn't even been able to stop it in time. At this moment, no matter what anyone said, he would not allow anyone to burn money like that in front of him again.
Could Kong Deming possibly let his grand-disciple give up a bright future to learn how to cultivate in the half-man, half-ghost Holy Spirit Cult?
After Solskjaer listened to a phone call for a few minutes, the clouds of worry on his face actually cleared away.
"C-Cousin..." Leng Qingfeng tried hard to keep his voice from trembling, but no matter what he did, he still felt exceptionally nervous in front of Leng Qianche.
Tsunade instantly revealed a long-lost, innocent smile. When the two of them were together, they didn't need to be so guarded; they could say whatever came to their minds. After all, the other person was an existence willing to lay down their life for her. Was there any need to be wary of that?
Wang Yitian stood on ceremony, simply tidying up a bit before entering the bedroom he used to live in back then.
The handsome young man was all smiles as he spoke, and even though his words were actually questioning someone, his tone was gentle to the extreme.
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"There isn't much time left to hold on! All things in heaven and earth must rely on this single gamble! Humans revere me as their lord, may you awaken soon!" When the old monk said these words, he lacked the detached, emotionless demeanor of a Buddhist; instead, his expression was filled with boundless compassion for the suffering masses, his face covered with worry.
"They're changing clothes and playing inside," Wang Jing said without deliberately lowering her voice. Turning around, she scooped up the cat and returned to the sofa. For her, right now, no new clothes of any kind could catch her attention more than this big white cat.
Ling Jiuntong's gaze swept past him and landed directly on the delicate beauty in his arms. The five fingers beneath her sleeves slowly clenched into fists. She knew that today was extremely painful and sorrowful for Mu Jinghong, but no matter what, he couldn't run to a place like this to vent.
"With the world being full of ants, it is your misfortune to be one of them. Take my blade!" Mo Mo did not see the person lurking in the shadows, but he naturally knew the other party didn't want to show their face. Since things had already reached a dead end, the bigger the commotion, the better. If he could turn the Tang family upside down, he refused to believe that the several elders and Tang Yan would still refuse to show themselves.
"This lord was merely finished with his purification when you, dead tree, came looking for me in the middle of the night." Bai Ze hooked the corners of his lips in a smile. A natural charm rested entirely at the tip of his brows, and a myriad of worldly affections gathered at the corners of his eyes.
In the end, does Qingqing's departure hurt you more, or does it hurt me more? I ask you to figure out your own role, will you?
"Alright!" Rain Fluttering acted as if she had been granted a pardon, immediately leading Floating Cloud Warm toward the very center.
Zhi was frightened out of her wits. The moment she opened her mouth to scream, Golden Tassel swiftly shoved a large piece of animal hide into it, then bared her claws and began attacking through the gaps in Red Glow's body. Her claws moved in kaleidoscopic ways—some pounding, some clawing, some stabbing blindly.
Yet that face with exquisite features, capable of overthrowing kingdoms, possessed both seductive allure and youthful greenness, exuding a natural charm. However, a trace of crimson at the corner of her phoenix-like eyes wound sinuously, vivid and dripping as if fresh. Her eyes seemed wreathed in mist, and when he clearly discerned the expression in the depths of her pupils, he froze completely.
Thinking of yesterday's events, Wei Xuan felt somewhat uncomfortable inside. Fortunately, judging by Guo Mengmeng's meaning, Wang Dong hadn't said anything to her, which involuntarily made her heave a sigh of relief.
Jiang Yuan did not move. Her mind was entirely blank right now, leaving her with an extremely low capacity to judge external dangers.
"You're welcome." Clearly, Lu Jinnian, having been confessed to publicly, was in an indescribably good mood and unprecedentedly deigned to respond to his assistant's endless nonsense all evening.
Chen Zixin sighed, walked over to Murong Ke'er's bed, and felt a surge of heartache as he looked at the haggard person lying there.
Had he forgotten who brought him back to the Su family, who supported him and gave him his current status, and who helped him attain this present glory?
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Upon hearing that Mrs. Gu had already arrived, Jiang Sese instantly snapped to attention. "Chief, did she... did she say what this is about?" A bad premonition welled up in her heart, intensely strong.
"Big brother, where are you going? Are you planning to go tip off that fake, Lanyi? Do you think I'll let you go?" With a flick of her hand after speaking, Zisu set up a barrier, directly sealing the gates of the courtyard.
A wind blew by, failing to sweep away the worries in her heart and instead adding a sense of helplessness. An unprecedented feeling of solitude enveloped her. She slowly seated herself, hoping the wind could carry her away to a place free of worries, where only joy existed.
Her face, which originally already resembled a pig's head, was beaten so badly this time that even her own mother wouldn't recognize her.
With blood-red eyes sizing A-Tao up from top to bottom, Yaomo said, "What is going on with your appearance?" When he saw her today in the ancestral hall of the Zhe family village, she still possessed a human form. Among corpses, aside from Yaomo himself, no other zombie could possibly maintain a human form. This piqued his curiosity, which was why he had lured her here to investigate.
As for the ginseng fruit sold on the market nowadays, they were merely modern products and not genuine ginseng fruit.
When the first volume was completed, he had a feeling of shedding his mortal coil and being reborn; presumably, the second volume would also bring a special sensation.
Just now, a three-headed black ox had been rampaging in the underground palace, and upon rounding a corner, he had even run into a nine-headed white tiger. Moreover, in that hidden darkness, the Blue Luan seemed to have also set its sights on him, biding its time to strike at any moment.
"It's no use, it's already turned out like this... Cough, cough, cough." The captain looked at his leg, his eyes filled with nothing but despair.
So I gave him this opportunity to speak, never expecting that the disgusting drivel he spat out would be this.
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