"If there's another conflict with the higher-ups, I'll kill an Evil God again."
"He's using a very strong thod that leaves no fault to be found, threatening his enemies, forcing them."
"So... as long as a High Order Catastrophist sees through all this and stops him at any cost, in fact, he doesn't dare to make a move."
"After all, his political route is too unique and too dangerous. He has to be cautious, cautious, and more cautious."
This perspective from Zhao Pan was indeed sothing Wei Zhengze and Han Qidong had never considered.
But upon reflection, it's actually true.
Qiu Tu's path is "Order-Politics," which destined him not to be a lone wolf; he must unite most people.
This is probably also why, in the Human Camp, despite his radical actions, he has always adhered to the bottom line.
After all, once he goes too far, all major Sanctuaries will probably reject and exclude him.
And losing this support...
Maybe... this really is his weakness?
So for a mont, a thoughtful look flashed in both their eyes,....
And then
"Although I just ntioned the third, fourth, and fifth Sanctuaries."
"But the fifth Sanctuary's strength is about the sa as the sixth. Howev—"
He paused for a mont and continued, "We all don't need to—"
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1500-2500-One hour ago, when Qiu Tu kissed Larilo, he noticed that the Evil God... seed a bit different from ordinary humans.
Their lips and bodies felt softer? More supple? Warr?
Thus, even this simple little trick gave Qiu Tu a feeling of ultimate enjoynt.
'Is this the taste of an Evil God?'
'It's really nice!'
Perhaps sensing Qiu Tu's awakening, Larilo began to put in more effort.
So, very soon, Qiu Tu surrendered with foam at his mouth.
After the first battle ended, Qiu Tu wanted to chat with Larilo, to ask her why she returned.
However, before he could open his mouth, the next mont, Larilo switched it up entirely, using her fair, plump chest to comfort Qiu Tu's brother.
Qiu Tu was montarily stunned, instinctively feeling sothing was off.
But... Larilo didn't give him the chance to explain or resist, directly nurturing and forcefully awakening Qiu Tu's brother.
To be honest, n are really like big-headed sons and small-headed dads.
So Qiu Tu truly wanted to have so integrity. But... so things are really not about integrity alone.
So... ultimately, Qiu Tu just lay on his back on the bed, and consoled himself silently, 'Never mind, never mind, it's all just thods of self-gratification.'
'Even if she's a bit over the top, what does it matter? It's good enough that she's willing to put effort for .'
Thus, an absurd night passed.
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Just as he was thinking this, Fang Tangtang shyly covered her face and untied the sash around her waist.
The next second, the robe slipped off, revealing a body as pure as white jade, delicately crafted in front of Qiu Tu.
Qiu Tu:.....
Qiu Tu admitted, at that mont, his heart seed to race for a millisecond.
But after all, he was a serious person. Moreover, he still had this philosophy book to read tonight!
So, he looked down at the book "Existence" in his hands, one look, two looks... and then continued reading!
'Fuck "Existence," the aning of "Existence" lies in Cao currency!'
With these extrely crude and philosophy-insulting thoughts, Qiu Tu jumped off the bed. Amidst Fang Tangtang's exclamation, he picked her up and pressed her onto the bed....
Blue Moon blushed, pulling clouds to cover her face.
That night, Qiu Tu and Fang Tangtang battled passionately until midnight.
Fang Tangtang genuinely seed to embody the role of his girlfriend. Even though Qiu Tu noticed she furrowed her brows several tis, the "injuries" from yesterday clearly not fully healed, she still earnestly swayed, cooperating with Qiu Tu....
And Qiu Tu once again experienced the softness and comfort of a near-legendary facial cleanser....
'Facial cleansers are truly best used personally!'
With this thought, Qiu Tu also imparted everything to Fang Tangtang, teaching her knowledge and techniques.....
After all, as the deputy minister of the Political Departnt, he naturally had a killing quota.
She couldn't quite understand what that feeling was.
She just felt it seed very comfortable....
However, at this ti, Qiu Tu didn't give her much ti to think.
He pressed Tang Feifei onto the ground, tore off the towel on her body, and advanced!
This ti, Tang Feifei experienced a feeling completely different from what she and Liu Fuping had gone through before.....
That completely different enjoynt made her want to prop against Qiu Tu's Yue Chi's Mouth with her shoulder several tis to try and pause it a bit.
But Qiu Tu was gripping her front with one hand and pressing her shoulder with the other, leaving her like a fish out of water, unable to turn over.
That domineering attitude made Tang Feifei practically unable to resist.
Especially... every ti she was about to be overwheld, wanting to kick Qiu Tu off, Qiu Tu would lean over to her ear and whisper deeply, "Bureau Chief, do you want to break the agreent?"
At that mont, Tang Feifei really had her first feeling of being conquered!
To be honest, having been strong since childhood, she certainly couldn't accept this one-sided 'crushing'!
Several tis she wanted to turn the tables and sing the song of freedom!
But... after all, she was soone who kept her word.
So... even though she internally cursed herself countless tis for agreeing to Qiu Tu too hastily, nonetheless, during this day and night, she never actively touched or resisted Qiu Tu....
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