Volume 1, Chapter 26: Going to Apologize

Jin Che’s hand paused for a second, but he acted as if he had heard nothing and continued massaging Cheng Yan as if nothing had happened. Cheng Yan gripped Jin Che’s hand to stop him, his eyes turning cold in an instant; Song Yamin also frowned.

Bai Liunian ignored Meng Tianyi entirely and continued to pull me forward. Meng Tianyi caught up excitedly and blocked Bai Liunian’s path.

Yun Yueyao said this so nonchalantly that Lu Han couldn’t help but widen his eyes in a loss of composure! If forming a Nascent Soul were that simple, he would have reached that stage long ago; why would he still be lingering at the Golden Core stage until his lifespan was nearly exhausted?

"This isn't about money. If you lose your life, having all the money in the world is useless," several uncles said, then turned and walked away.

After the call ended, the four of us sat in the basement, neither of us moving, just waiting for the phone to ring again.

Li Zhichen said, "I wonder if my Formless Flowing Bead can alter this formation to let you out." The Master of Tianlong Temple replied, "The Formless Flowing Bead governs the sun and moon, and also time. Patron Li, you might as well try." Li Zhichen nodded, channeled his inner energy, and reached out to touch the seven-colored barrier.

Football League Chairman Greg Clarke did not ask the Duke of Westminster, Grosvenor, why he wasn't angry at Li Wei. Any fool could see that there must be an untold story between the two.

Yun Yueyao had been listening from the sidelines, knowing that this matter could not be rushed. After all, things had reached this point, and given the accumulation of tens of thousands of years, the situation in the Upper Realm could certainly not be optimistic.

Dybala possessed excellent passing ability and could help Aubameyang draw the attention of opposing defenders. In an unguarded moment, Dybala threaded a through ball; Aubameyang stretched his long legs and sprinted, often creating a one-on-one opportunity.

Su Yu did this simply to let those people of the Lu family see exactly whose Zhenning Marquis Mansion this truly was.

"Wild Dog Bone, watch your tongue! Can you blame me for this? If it weren't for the sake of your master, I would have dismantled your skeleton long ago and fed it to the dogs!" the young man in white snorted, refusing to back down.

As the precious orb fell into the formation, the three of them were just about to manipulate their swords to release formless sword qi to shatter it, when suddenly, an anomaly occurred.

"Good!" the other two successors of the Demon Gods shouted in unison. The three of them simultaneously cast their arts, either forming hand seals or exhaling special demonic energy to fully ignite the power of their divine blood.

The reason Old Madam Qiao is currently called "Qiao" is not because of her first husband, but because her current husband shares the same surname as the previous one.

Along the way, they encountered many fierce beasts, all of which were wailing toward the night sky, their eyes completely pitch black.

Ji Xinghe didn't want to wear it, but seeing her worried, serious gaze, his heart felt as if it had been filled with sweet, sugary water, making him feel so soft inside that his entire body weakened.

While speaking, Gu Chen drove the psychic demon corpse out of the underground pit again. He had originally hidden the psychic demon corpse in the void, intending to use it to ambush Madam Miaoyi and Old Mother Jin. After his nether soul was injured by the formless sword qi, Gu Chen hurriedly summoned the psychic demon corpse back to protect his wounded soul.

When I returned to the ward after the call, I saw the nurse who was giving Si Ming an injection shyly and nervously asking him for a photo together.

Unexpectedly, Chu Han raised his hand in a palm strike; the man felt the breath of death, and then there was no "then."

Shuang Zhi smiled, thinking that her father was all bark and no bite; he was surely worried about Fu Minxun in his heart, just unwilling to say it out loud.

The fox-faced monster was suddenly attacked and screamed in terror, long nails suddenly growing from its front claws as it swiped at the vines encroaching from all sides.

Grandpa Jiang looked at Jiang Jiuyi, sighed again, and just as he turned to leave, his phone rang.

For example, Shen Beiqiao was indeed very arrogant; he wanted to be arrogant back, but now was not the time—he still had to concede.

The next moment, the door burst open, and Ziyi walked out of the room, clutching the note that had just flown in.

This was the second time Aunt Mei had mentioned in front of her that the mansion finally had a proper head of the house. Was this statement hinting at something?

Ji Wei was also very surprised to meet Zhao Mingfeng here. Shortly after her rebirth, the relationship between the Deya school administration and the Seventh Military Region had always been good, so Ji Wei had the fortune to go to the military region for training, where her marksmanship was taught by Zhao Mingfeng.

As the dean of Liuguang Academy, Dongfang Haizheng had always been relatively steady and composed, but seeing the scene before him, he couldn't help but lose control of his inner excitement.

She couldn't help but take a small, involuntary breath. Knowing it was unrealistic and inappropriate, she still wanted to remember his scent, greedily leaning forward to take another sniff.

"Haha, Yang Ming, I've truly witnessed your sharp tongue today. I've never seen Yuan Zhi in such a sorry state!" Leaving the TV station entrance, Chen Changxing thought of his wife’s embarrassment during the negotiations as she was pushed step by step by Yang Ming, and joked with him.

"What kind of powerhouses are these two seniors?" Liu Jing dared not imagine; she couldn't even fathom it. She only knew that she had to honor and serve these two well.

"Is that a village?!" Fang Lingzhi’s mouth dropped open, and her body couldn't help but move, but she winced in pain and didn't dare move again for a long time.

Ye Mo shook his head and couldn't help but sigh. Once one becomes a god, cultivation becomes incredibly easy. Not to mention Immortal Emperors, even Immortal Ancestors and Immortal Kings, with their talent, would have absolutely no problem cultivating from a Lower God to a Middle God or an Upper God.