Chapter 136: A Long-Term Plan

The Loyal Family: I Am the Pillar King of Daxia Mountain Spring Farmer 1235 words 2026-03-20 13:37:52

“Hehe, my brother is so handsome! I want to have his babies!”

“Exactly! Wang Junkai looks even more mature than before. That jawline, those abs—my goodness…”

“Have his babies! Have his babies!”

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The second reason, of course, was that he had been inspired by his godfather. A month ago, Feng Liuzi had not even known that such a country existed.

“Though we have opened our hearts to each other, who knows when that day will come... I know this much: if I told him about it, who could say how he would react?” Madam Mei glanced back at him, a faint smile in her eyes.

At that critical moment between life and death, Fu Yunxi had a sudden flash of inspiration. She began moving her hands and feet, then struggled with all her might.

Qi Li looked at the person before him and snapped irritably, “What are you doing here? When did you sneak around and hide by the door? Here to laugh at us? Who asked you to bring flowers? Take them away. I don’t want them.” As he spoke, he stepped inside and moved to close the door.

“He doesn’t want to fight?” Feng Liuzi felt a growing unease. Ziyang had cultivated for billions of years and had long since become a monster. What other underhanded trick could the old creature be planning?

Although it was secondhand equipment that others no longer wanted, having it refurbished was no easy matter, and the expenses were considerable. Old Liu carefully calculated the money at home; they could afford only two sets.

Zhang Lan was his emotional anchor. During this difficult time, he desperately needed peace and stability at home. They absolutely could not afford any disorder. Once they made it through this rough patch, he refused to believe he could not achieve a win-win outcome. Zhang Lan was the love of his life; he could not bear to lose her.

“Damn it! Again!?” Ye Hua saw that the enemy kept multiplying and realized he could not win. He turned and ran.

When Shen Yaoxi saw that she remained silent, staring blankly at her, disgust welled up inside her. She raised her hand and slapped her hard across the face.

Liu Dayan took a closer look and realized that it was Wang Yunli and He Qingming. Yunli was riding a bicycle, with Qingming sitting behind her. She wore a triumphant smile and cheerfully apologized to Liu Dayan.

Just as he was preparing to wrap the fourth loop around Jun Zhuyue, she suddenly seized Su Yishan’s hand.

Moreover, Lu Simò was precocious. If they told him personally, it would also prevent him from hearing a few stray words elsewhere and drawing wild conclusions.

The imperial consorts all had different opinions on the matter, while the court officials could all discern the emperor’s intentions from the imperial decree.

If seventeen elite jonin infiltrated Konoha and launched an assassination operation, it would truly be enough to give the village a devastating headache.

Chen Mo rose from his deck chair, took the steak the chef had just finished grilling, and devoured it in two or three bites.

Guan Hong snickered, and before long his laughter grew louder and louder, until even the soldiers outside the tent could hear his madness.

Lin He did not want to arouse anyone’s envy, so once Li Changhui went out to put up the Spring Festival couplets, she closed the door and busied herself at home.

Lin Jiang naturally chose to gloss over anything that might damage his reputation. At that moment, he smiled and suddenly turned toward Zhu Xiaoxiao, who sat obediently to one side, her entire face proclaiming, “I’m a good, well-behaved baby.”

Two billion in three days had already shattered more than a dozen box-office records. As time went on, the film might well become something legendary.

“Huh? I spent ten whole minutes coming up with that line, and you actually think it’s so tacky? You’ve really hurt my feelings!” Jiang Han complained with her lips, while her body honestly gave the other girl a huge hug.

The flight landed at Weidu Airport, where Lin Feng and Ji Mingjun boarded the luxury car sent by the hotel to pick them up.

They looked at Luo Yu, bathed in golden light and flames, and were filled with confusion. They had no idea what was happening.

“Third Brother is still as stubbornly proud as ever. Taking on more than thirty Ironclad Rhinoceroses at once—isn’t that pushing it a little?” Ye Ying gazed at Ye San’s retreating figure, her face full of worry.