Chapter 659: Namikaze Naruto

"From today onward, I'm going to be a father!"

Even Namikaze Minato, a ninja who had seen countless grand scenes, still shed a few tears of excitement when he held his own child in his arms.

Looking at the infant in his arms, constantly crying and freely radiating its vitality, Namikaze Minato felt joy from the bottom of his heart.

This was his child, the crystallization of his and Kushina's love and life.

At this moment, Namikaze Minato could better understand why Senju

What He thought was, that mission Redemption Rose didn't complete before—now I've helped you finish it. Could this count as filling a regret in your divine life?

Although Audrey had also imagined such a scene, neither the former Intis Republic nor the current Loen Republic had shaken off the shackles of the aristocracy. Usually, the nobles still formed the upper house, while elites selected from various sectors of government formed the lower house, thus constituting the entire government structure.

The steel factory's reserve soldiers already had the strength of a reinforced regiment. Did Xie Tian still need to station heavy troops at Stone River Mouth?

The werewolf suddenly opened his eyes and extended a claw toward Fors in front of him. His claws were no inferior to extraordinary weapons of the same series, and could even tear through steel plates.

Although Klein felt that this way of thinking was very selfish, there was no doubt that this somewhat conscience-defying method might be easier.

Yang Yubo indicated that he completely didn't understand what Ren Shu meant. He was a single dog, how could he be a red apricot branch reaching over the wall? Also, he had a bad feeling about this suddenly appearing Amy.

Gu Yimo raised his head, and his gaze collided with Fang Yinyin's in the air again. One carried inquiry, the other curiosity. Neither had any intention of dodging.

Otherwise, the only option was to go to the Honakis Mountains and confront "Half a Fool" head-on. However, both of these approaches were not great in terms of outcome, not comparable to the easily attainable "Planeswalker" characteristic.

This mountain villa was extremely expensive; the long corridors and plank roads stretched leisurely, with finely maintained lawns everywhere and the most exquisite carved wooden street lamps hanging.

After days of scorching heat, Flower City finally ushered in the rainy season. From time to time, the sky would be covered with dark clouds and it would rain.

Since he had already tested the opponent's strength, Zhang Xiu stopped dawdling. He wielded his large spear steadily and powerfully, beating Jiang Qi back step by step.

Upon hearing this, Dream Star understood in his heart—it seemed this was indeed the fish that slipped through the net that day.

"I'll give you two one more chance. Are you willing to leave the Immortal Realm?" The Jade Emperor waited for their answer with a hint of expectation.

From angle to posture, An Yining was very serious. Coupled with Rong Zheng's guidance, this round was quite brilliant—one to one, a draw.

Ten thousand Grandmaster peak experts, though many of them came from weaker sects trying to stand out and were only at the seventh or eighth grade of Grandmaster, this in no way affected the battle among these ten thousand Grandmasters.

Because they saw Ye Yan's hand slowly brush across his waist. The next moment, a furious black flame shot up in his hand like a roaring fire dragon.

Watching a team of people pass by and head toward the border wall, they asked the local border guards some questions, then walked east along the wall. They believed that Jun Yao would leave the country from a relatively desolate place.

Especially the chaotic, violent energy in his chest, as if about to erupt, surging with his hatred.

Yu Yun glossed over it with a sentence, not wanting to explain further. She didn't use QQ simply to avoid contact with things related to her past. Now that she was using it, it meant she had let go.

However, if the body I transmigrate into is an old man in his seventies or eighties, decrepit and unable to do anything, even if he were the emperor, I wouldn't want it. Because being able to see but not touch—that's worse than death.

But Wei Chi Yao was never cut out for it. No matter how much she learned, she was only a dabbler in cultivation.