Volume 1, Chapter 34: Apologize to my beloved!

An opportunity lay right before him. By using only a single county as a pilot project, he could avoid attracting unwanted attention or sparking significant social controversy. Wang Zhengdong was inclined to support Yan Chongxi; tasks that were unattainable for various reasons could be carried out by someone else. As long as his official career progressed smoothly, this model could eventually be expanded across the entire province.

"You said you liked me just a moment ago, and now you want me to let go?" Ke Haozhe raised an eyebrow with a playful smirk.

"What is your relationship to Tian Fengluan?" Lin Qi’s brow twitched. He suddenly felt that this person bore a striking resemblance to Tian Zefu, and they shared the same surname, Tian.

Two peerless forces collided, unleashing an incomparable explosion that shook the heavens and the earth. The shockwave swept outward, centered on us; surrounding trees were stripped of their leaves, and those nearby were snapped in two. Everyone scattered in a frantic escape, terrified of being caught in the crossfire.

Yet she was clever and hardworking. Whenever Yu Zhensheng taught her something, she would not only think it through carefully but also ask directly about the parts she did not understand. With just a slight hint from him, she would grasp it instantly, which only made Yu Zhensheng cherish her all the more.

He had never met the other three, but he recognized the one with the face of a youth. He was the ancestor of the Thunder Shadow Clan and the eldest and most significant figure among them.

This left the youth feeling unfulfilled and annoyed. If he only had a patient with him, he wouldn't have to deal with those people.

"How did he get in? Rain has breached so many airline databases, so why didn't we find any information on him?" Ouyang Moyu asked curiously. It had to be said that this "R" was truly elusive.

Of course, Wei Lingji was also very capable. After experiencing countless life-or-death trials, she achieved a tremendous breakthrough, raising her fox-clan bloodline to seventy percent and fully demonstrating her innate talent and strength.

Naturally, only those ghosts filled with intense resentment or possessing some level of cultivation could achieve such feats; ordinary spirits were, of course, incapable of it.

At this moment, Liu Jing and Zeng Hun appeared by his side, clearly having rushed out to investigate after hearing his agonizing screams.

Suddenly, everyone present was drawn into a cinematic cutscene. They saw the cavern shaking as the earth was torn apart by the power of flames, spewing scorching magma. In this hellish landscape, Agares’s form was blurred within the red light, resembling a sun radiating heat that continued to drive the temperature ever higher.

"Is that so? Then you’d better thank me properly..." Upon hearing Zhuo Yifan’s words, Lu Zhishen acted as if he had been injected with adrenaline. His mouth stretched into a wide grin. Since he hadn't made a mistake after all, the man who had just looked like a guilty child was now roaring with excitement.

"I said, stop it! The food will be here soon; I'll make sure you get your fill!" Li Yunfei found it hard to resist the resentful gazes of Doudou and the Snow Leopard, so he simply stopped looking at them to avoid agreeing to even more outrageous demands.

Back then, the Japanese were completely subservient to Zhang Zuolin, giving him whatever he wanted, and in the end, they didn't forget to gift him two hundred kilograms of explosives at Huanggutun.

Perhaps these words were not meant for Ji Shangnan, but for Luo Jinshi herself. For her, forgetting love was even more painful than the injury of love. Yet, even so, she chose a dignified pain.

At the same time, somewhere in the void, a sudden explosion occurred, and a white, whirlwind-like hole about two meters in diameter appeared.

Beyond the old hag who held the fort, the Martial Arts Academy actually possessed many other powerhouses; its foundations were undeniably formidable. Others might not have known this, but Wang Tie-shan was well aware of it, and looking back on the scene, he still felt a lingering fear.

Yun Guo could not imagine it. Trying to calm his shocked heart, he cast a scout spell: Avatar of the Master of Formlessness, Level 360, Realm: Demon God, HP: Eternal.

It seemed she was determined to turn her grief into an appetite. He couldn't understand how, using the same ingredients, she could create such strange things.

"I’m just concerned about you, which is why I was worried you might have a fever." Xiao Yan freed a hand to touch Ji Xinliang’s forehead; it wasn't hot at all.

Even though Jun Qiyan was severely injured, seeing Yun Qianyue’s wretched expression, he couldn't help but make a snide, sharp-tongued remark.

At this moment, Tang Jitai was stunned. Ignoring his previous biases, he spoke in a panic: those weren't Kongming lanterns! They were giant floating objects drifting steadily toward Yiyang City, billowing with thick smoke, with the vague silhouettes of people visible on top.

Lin Nuan-nuan was startled, only then realizing that the previously tearful Madame Xue had already cleared up. Was she talking about herself just now? And who was "he"? Was Madame Xue no longer concerned about Doubao?

The day passed just like that; in six more days, Ming Si would return. Although a lot of time had been wasted today, at least I could confirm that there were indeed ghosts in that haunted house, and they didn't seem to hold any malice toward me.

"This herb alone is useless, but I believe that with the Valley Master’s ability, you will certainly find a way to refine it so it can fulfill its purpose," Yun Chi said.

Clearly, despite the panic in his heart, Zhu Youjian knew the urgency of the situation and the importance of Shanhai Pass.

Once we left the cinema, we draped Gu Lei over my and Tian Tian’s shoulders and sent Qi Qi off to hail a taxi.

At that moment, only the icy cold of the river outside the cave could slightly soothe her agony. Driven by an instinctive desire to survive, she leapt into the deep river water.

This was quite difficult and nearly failed, but at the last moment, a flash of red light erupted from between her brows. Within that light was a single petal, its red color terrifyingly vibrant—even more intense than the light itself. It was precisely because of this that the two sources were finally brought into existence from nothingness.

Although this method was typical of a Necromancer, it seemed to actually work in the current situation. But why was it being used on a candidate for the Primordial God?

In the rain, the elusive troops of Zhuge Liang only added to the unease. Regardless of how much time they had, pursuing them was clearly futile or dangerous. The heavy rain stopped in the evening. Pang Tong ordered notices to be posted to reassure the people.

Bao Chun grumbled to herself; seeing the master-like air of a certain someone, her lips twitched a few times, but she still leaned in to kiss his cheek.

Meanwhile, the grain convoy heading south had already traveled fifty miles. Feeling the stifling heat, the marching troops had grown somewhat lax. On a plain, a troop of soldiers suddenly charged out from the foot of a distant mountain. Leading them was a great general, the Western Heavenly King of Pang Tong’s army, Ma Chao. The grain convoy fell into chaos before the fighting even began, and the soldiers knelt to beg for mercy.