I Don't Want to Evolve After Being Transmigrated into Angewomon

Jeanne d'Arc Beast: 1%

Suddenly, a new entry appeared on the evolution direction panel, and the percentage was increasing at an astonishing rate of one point per second.

Mo Si was slightly taken aback: "How come I suddenly have an idea of ​​Jeanne d'Arc's evolutionary path?"

Although Jeannemon is on the same level as Tailmon and Sistermon, and is subordinate to Angewomon, even so, there should at least be some connection for Jeannemon's soul to be generated.

It's like she got the nun beast

As she was deep in thought, she turned her head and saw a reporter taking pictures of her. Gong Yanqing immediately put on a smile, raised the champagne in her hand to the reporter as a toast, and then tilted her head back and drank the rest of the champagne in one gulp.

Gong Wu rolled her eyes and fell silent again. Li Sikong glanced at her and was about to leave when Gong Wu suddenly spoke again.

When Wang Ke saw this, he knew that although Fang Xuanling and the others had learned his trick of shifting the blame, they were still somewhat uneasy. They were always afraid that Comrade Li Er would understand their thoughts and blame them, thus saving their face.

"Hey, Han Yunfan, the village chief said you have to interview us first, let's start the interview quickly." Li Dequan came over with a smile, and the twenty-odd villagers from Caoba Village around him all looked impatient.

The stadium can hold over 60,000 spectators, but for safety reasons, only 50,000 tickets were sold. When everyone found their seats, the stadium was already packed with people, with an occupancy rate of over 95%, demonstrating Lan Ruoer's popularity.

One of the other two looked gloomy and seemed uncomfortable with the taxi lights, his eyes slightly closed. The other had a large belly and was probably a junk food enthusiast; his waistline was almost the size of a beer barrel.

Upon hearing Li Ke's words, Wang Ke immediately gave him a disdainful look. Everyone had been busy lately, and Li Ke hadn't visited his home for quite some time. However, Wang Ke knew that Li Ke's excuse to visit his son was just that—an excuse. What he truly missed was the food and wine at his home.

A simple cold or flu can easily cost you hundreds or even thousands of dollars. In reality, it can be cured for just a few dollars or a dozen dollars by a barefoot doctor in the countryside.

Tun sat upright on the large couch. He obediently took the cold noodles with garlic sauce that Granny Qin handed to him and put them into his mouth, while cleverly observing his grandmother's expression out of the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Mi Yun was looking down in embarrassment and anger, not daring to look at anyone, so she naturally did not notice where Li Zhe's gaze was.

The second sequence consists of the original supernatural powers, such as the Universe in the Sleeve, the Heavenly Dipper Transformation, and the Two-Eight Wandering Light Great Technique, etc.

After all, these are all subordinate sects of the number one sect in the Eastern Continent. If they could be wiped out by the cultivators of the Spirit Gate, it would greatly enhance the prestige of the Spirit Gate!

Those around them saw Cheng Xiao take Zhao Xiran away without saying a word, their eyes filled with envy and jealousy, wishing that she was the one following behind Cheng Xiao.

Here are the original inhabitants of Xinghan City. Back then, they also suffered from hunger and cold. Outside the city, there was only yellow sand, and you couldn't see any trees at all.

Putting aside everything else, just consider the favor Li Chengqian received, Li Chengqian's thoughtfulness, and naturally, the pot of wine he would receive every half month thereafter.

He also blamed the Wu brothers; if it weren't for them, he would be doing just fine. Now that he's offended the Crown Prince, he's one of them too.

The so-called "divine soul dream technique" involves placing the target into a fabricated dream, in which they relive the events they are trying to conceal.

She had many opportunities to confess her feelings, but each time she couldn't bring herself to say it, and so it's been dragging on until now.

She simply tossed the card onto her desk, and sometimes used it as a ruler.