Chapter 56: Overwhelmed with Regret

Gradually coming back to his senses, Feng Su immediately let go of Li Jiuwei.

"I'm sorry, Weiwei... I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean to..." Feng Su's face was ashen, guilt and pain evident as he gently rubbed Li Jiuwei's wrist, which was reddened. With just a bit more force, he could have broken it!

"Feng Su, what's wrong with you?"

"I... I'm sorry!" Feng Su, filled with remorse, called for a doctor and insisted that Li Jiuwei's wrist be examined.

Fortunately, there was no injury.

After all the villagers of Wangjia Village were driven out, the entire squadron of ghost-masked knights stood solemnly, motionless.

Standing quietly before the mirror, Bai Yu scrutinized her own attire reflected back at her. A pink strapless gown with perfect pleats, adorned with pearls and diamonds—radiant was not an exaggeration.

"This banquet is to celebrate the great reunion of our Dading. There is no need for formalities," came a flirtatious voice from behind the screen, arousing everyone's curiosity.

"Xie Ting, Magistrate of Huazhou, pays his respects to Prince Xi." Xie Ting's voice was extremely respectful, yet breathless, clearly having hurried over and not yet recovered.

Her fan count plummeted directly from seventy thousand to ten thousand. Some even nearly made Gan Tiantian cry from their scolding! They accused her of being fame-crazed, saying the film was atrocious and obviously just a money-grabbing scheme for the capitalists.

His hair was a bit long, his complexion pale, lips tinged with blue. He kept his eyelids lowered, long lashes casting shadows beneath his eyes, making it impossible to read his emotions.

Now, squatting deep in the mountains and forests, all he could do was gaze at the sky and earth, daydream, and nod off.

To be honest, the red envelope tradition is even more popular in Guangdong and Guangxi than elsewhere, but in 1996, even for something as joyous as topping the college entrance exam, most people would give only a few dozen yuan. It was just that Zhou Bai's father had many affluent friends, so the gifts were relatively generous.

A cold, chilling voice drifted into Gao Lu's ears, like the sigh of the Grim Reaper, thoroughly dooming his life and soul.

As the situation on the giant tower changed, the originally dark golden barrier underwent a transformation.

"Greetings, Deputy Chief Liu!" Upon hearing this, although Tan Zong was reluctant, he still set aside his peeled mandarin and bowed properly to Deputy Chief Liu.

You Hongsheng was already in a foul mood. Coupled with a whole jin of baijiu and provocation from the youth in blue, his pent-up resentment exploded. He vented his rage on the things in the room, smashing and breaking like a madman, attracting the attention of officials and onlookers alike.

Bu had just nodded slightly and strode outside; he had to leave Red River Valley before nightfall. He still had many important things to do and couldn't afford to waste time here.

She saw countless streams of energy surging forth within the attack, all jostling to emerge. Even at such a temporal scale, Lunna could not clearly distinguish this energy; it remained a dense, cohesive whole.

Seventy yuan per jin for space-grown vegetables—this price was simply outrageous. If these vegetables were sold at the market, they’d fetch only a few yuan at most. Even with the publicity from the Agricultural Expo, the price might double at best, but there was no way it could be this high.

After unleashing millions of strands of starlight restraint, Yuan Tianyi patted his forehead, a little annoyed. For those who could cultivate to the level of Great Luo Heavenly Dao, each had battled for countless ages, survived innumerable tribulations, and possessed unimaginable experience.

This Tianjun Xiying truly lived up to his reputation as the fourth greatest expert of the Demon Sect—he certainly had his own unique strengths.

The middle-aged man, seeing that the phone was sliding very slowly and nothing seemed out of the ordinary, simply grabbed it in his hand.