Chapter 27: It will not be an obstacle to my desire to be with you.

This was not the first time Gu Yao had heard an apology from Lu Zheng. Even though this apology was more sincere than previous ones and the reasons behind it were more excusable, it still failed to stir much emotion within her. Years had passed, and the maturity she had gained meant that Gu Yao no longer cared about those things Lu Zheng had once said. In the bloom of youth, who hadn't spoken a few wrong words? Besides, Lu Zheng had been right all along. Now, she simply did not want to have any more dealings with the Lu family.

After speaking, he rose and left, leaving Zhu Qiqi alone at the dining table. She chewed her food in silence, her heart filled with warmth and anticipation.

However, during their nighttime breakout, they were discovered by the Hu bandits. It was the resolute rear-guard action of his fellow student that bought him the chance to escape to the commandery city. At this moment, Yuan Shao sent a direct message, instructing Dong Zhuo to ignore the General-in-Chief’s orders and march straight to Luoyang. As for the checkpoints blocking the way, the Yuan family would find a way to resolve them.

After the two stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, Wang Hai suddenly leaned down and kissed Ji Xiangqin again. Li Tong no longer looked at the rampaging Su Yao; he only wanted to kill as many Hu cavalrymen as he could now.

Giving birth naturally was arduous, but taking the risk was not out of the question. Moreover, Chu Anrong had hired the best midwife in the capital, with Elder Xie presiding over the situation.

What drew Ning Yuan’s attention even more was the large hand on his shoulder—an aged, somewhat rough hand, with a jade dragon-patterned thumb ring that pressed uncomfortably against him.

Seeing more than thirty people surrounding Zhang Lingjun, they still looked at each other in dismay, their faces pale, clearly shaken by the spectacle. If he could get his illegitimate son into the Genius Camp, he wouldn't have to worry about the boy's cultivation resources.

Mo Fenglie sighed, reminiscing that their Blazing Demon Dragon clan had once been powerful, boasting even Supreme-level experts.

After getting off the plane, it was already evening in the United States, so Ling Xi first headed to the hotel she had booked.

"Are you miserable?" Zhou Huang sneered, his gaze sharp and brimming with mockery. "Zhou Shijin, you didn't think this way back then. Your current plight is entirely of your own making; you are simply a good-for-nothing!" Zhou Huang’s hands were clenched into fists, his eyes burning with rage.

Being watched by Lan Xichen in such a manner, Ling Xi felt as though his eyes held infinite tenderness. The tips of her ears suddenly grew hot, burning as if they were on fire.

Things had reached this point; although it appeared there was no danger or change, in reality, a massive shift had already occurred. At this moment, he was actually quite curious. After all, since this matter had become entangled with those immortals in the heavens, some things seemed unchangeable. For a long time to come, the entire Southern Frontier, or perhaps even the world, would be astonished by it.

"A single thought can lead to Buddhahood, or a single thought to devilry. This is your tribulation, benefactor. Tread carefully." The monk sighed.

It seemed as if Zhao Danxia had long known things would turn out this way; perhaps it was because of this that a faint smile lingered on his face at this very moment.

The cause was that one day, the Emperor had intended to visit the Yongshou Palace to see the child, but unexpectedly, he was intercepted halfway by Consort Xian.

She discovered that the address on the note was not very far from the town. If this was the child's obsession, it was indeed worth a visit.

Long, thin threads spread out, gathering in a chaotic, tangled mess within the not-so-spacious room.

As she spoke, Bai Xiao recounted how she had intended to take a taxi back to school last night, only to encounter a "paper cutout driving a car." Of course, she did not mention her own transformation.

However, just as they hesitated, unsure how to phrase the matter tactfully, Chi Yi had already grown impatient and walked toward him.

Father of the original host, I am sorry. Even in the apocalypse, the official authorities are ultimately the hope of humanity; she could not destroy the entire organization just for her own selfish desires.