Doomsday: I was reverse-raped by the mature woman next door at the start of the game.

Chapter 201 Gradual Improvement! We can't favor one over the other!

More than half an hour later, Qin Zheng stared at his body in disbelief.

After being injected with the E-grade gene serum, he felt as if his bones and flesh had become more than ten years younger. Moreover, his body was filled with restless power.

"This...this feeling is incredible."

Qin Zheng waved his fist, his face full of joy.

"So if anyone doesn't obey you from now on, you know what to do," Lin Yuan said.

"Mr. Lin, I understand. I won't let you down." Qin Zhenggan

Tianming said coldly, "Who said we're here to die? Go inform your superior! We're going to try and pass through now!" Tianming didn't have Gai Nie's good temper!

Xiao Chengfeng was also surprised to run into Zhu Yingying here. It just so happened that he had come to Xishan to pay respects to his deceased friend today and met her on his way back. It was such a coincidence.

"..." Cheng Lingzhi pursed her lips. Now that things had come to this point, how could she possibly pretend she knew nothing? Moreover, the thing she didn't know was definitely related to her personally, and it couldn't possibly be a good thing!?

Just as the tree branch was still swaying in mid-air, Su Yuan patted the jade Pixiu and pulled out the Treasure-Dropping Coin.

"It hasn't been decided yet. Once it's decided, we'll formally invite the master's wife and teachers to the wedding." Situ Haoyu said directly, and Cheng Lingzhi blushed.

The mysterious man leaned against the wall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and with his eyes closed, he revealed a relieved smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yuan's body slowly exuded an aura of immense power and profound experience.

Unexpectedly, just as the dagger was about to pierce the throat of the Persian enchantress Alice, she suddenly twisted her wrist, sending the dagger flying towards the King of Thieves, Meng Sanxing. Alice herself fell into the house she was standing on, barefoot!

Lan Mengchen is usually a very intellectual and calm person, but when it comes to that kind of thing, she is also very shy.

At the time, the capital and surrounding areas were in an uproar. Nobody paid attention until the situation on both the north and south sides escalated, and the market was clamoring for weapons. All the firearms manufacturers in Wei flocked to the Third Princess's residence, offering gifts, bribes, and pulling strings to obtain licenses.

Thinking of her younger brother, she felt a pang of sadness. He had started school on the day she was sold, and she hadn't seen him. She wondered if he would cry and make a scene when he got home and found out she had been sold.

Li Qing took out the ginseng fruit to help Wang Lin recover from his injuries. He then asked Marco to take care of the situation.

"This... thank you Elder Yin!" If Mo Kui can safely establish his foundation within five years in the Golden Fiery Hall, then he will have a better chance of being assigned to one of the other four halls. Seeing that Yin Jiuxiao had already made this concession, Yin Mingfu knew that saying anything more would be futile, so he hastily thanked him, returned to his team, and remained silent.

The procession was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, and the crackling of firecrackers. The area in front of the Bian residence was unusually noisy and loud, because the groom, Gu Jiaqi, was ill, and Cheng Zhao was carrying him into the residence. In an instant, all the sounds inside the residence ceased, leaving an eerie silence.

After instructing Qiao Zhi on those matters, Wan Qiyang came out from the backyard and was surprised to find Feilong there as well. "Young Master, I'm from the yamen. Lord Cheng said he must personally hand this over to you," Feilong said, taking out an envelope from his pocket. The envelope inside was heavy and must be the military tally.

"You're only thinking about your old flame, why do you care what I say?" Sima Chang said calmly, without a smile.

Today, all workplaces, whether public or private, are given a holiday and told to go home and watch TV.

After Wan Qiyang finished speaking, he nodded solemnly. Upon receiving confirmation, the clerk immediately grabbed the front of his robe and was about to kneel down. Wan Qiyang was all too familiar with this action; people in this era often used it as a way to express their gratitude.

Seeing everyone's anxious eyes, Yunzi felt relieved. They didn't lump her together with those hateful Japanese devils, nor did they blame her for her mistakes because she was Japanese.

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