Chapter 61: Pouring Out One's Heart to Secretary Xiang

The Secretary's Office meeting only discussed eight positions. Besides, I've only been at the County Party Committee Office for a month. How could they possibly make me a deputy director now? It's utter nonsense.

Tian Mi looked up and said, "Then Wang Dongge is spreading rumors. He called everyone last night and talked about this."

Hearing this, He Shinian's expression turned cold, and anger gradually welled up in his heart.

Even Senior Brother Guo Ju and Second Senior Brother Xiao Xunhuan, despite all their years at the Artisan Hall and having seen countless talented weapon smiths, had never laid eyes upon such a freak as Su Zhe.

After returning from the Corpse Abandonment Valley, Jun Han did not continue his cultivation. Without blood and vital essence, the effect of the Nine Heavens Blood Demon Scripture was hardly noticeable.

Just as Viscount Eisner was immersed in his pleasant fantasies, a series of footsteps approached from afar.

While the people of Chang'an might not afford meat every day, earning enough in a month to buy a sheep—would it be too much to ask to have a meat dish once or twice a month?

No wonder the baleful aura between heaven and earth had suddenly thickened. Presumably, Fuxi's enemies were also making intensive preparations, waiting to weather this final, raging storm of Emperor Fu.

She stood quietly in seventy-nine-meter-deep water, her gaze suddenly falling upon the lake wall, where a pale purple lotus radiating precious light shone brilliantly.

Though they were immortal cultivators, they were strictly disciplined. When tens of thousands of people drilled together in a grand formation, a surge of bloody, baleful energy converged, fusing the strength of these tens of thousands into one and unleashing a might ten or even dozens of times greater than that of scattered, wandering soldiers.

After the combat plan for the coming year was finalized, Renaud and his retinue returned from the Holy City of Jerusalem to their stronghold, Kerak Castle.

To ensure my vision remained unobstructed, I not only turned on all the lights in the house but also lit several candles and placed them around the room.

Although he didn't care for Grace—who was plain-looking and whom he often tormented without reason—his sister had indeed done nothing wrong this time, and Yigo had insulted her unprovoked.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the room door. Opening it, she found Yan Qian, who brought good news: after taking the medicine, Sheng Luan had regained consciousness.

I hesitated somewhat. My divination was sometimes accurate and sometimes not, though mostly inaccurate. Moreover, the most crucial rule was that one never divined for oneself; altering others' destinies incurred heavenly retribution, and altering one's own was even worse.

While Song He's lips curled into a smile, Lin Feng had already shattered that sharp momentum and, with the unstoppable force of a splitting bamboo and lightning speed, charged right up to Song He.

Compared to others, the old master naturally thought more deeply. A mere Ning Mengyi was not enough to warrant this attitude from Zhang Zhiyuan; there must be something going on behind the scenes that he was unaware of.

Originally, that fiend was ignoring him now, and he could have escaped using the Earth Escape Technique. But after hearing the Rat King's words, he decided not to run.

The three of them possessed a presence among the Spirit Douluo that far surpassed any ordinary Spirit Douluo. Long-term military training, coupled with the trials of life and death, imbued Hanuchi and the others with a hot-blooded aura. From far away, one could already smell the scent of blood emanating from this troop.

His body shuddered slightly, and a bloody light screen was released, carrying an incomparably heavy aura, as unshakable as an ancient divine mountain.

This session of the Martial Temple Grand Assembly was unprecedentedly lively, with major factions sending numerous demi-god prodigies to participate, their true goal being the Divine Monarch's Secret Realm.

This single leap covered nearly two meters; had anyone else been present, their jaws certainly would have dropped.

Nangong Yu had experienced Luo Tian's signature "Swordsman Gentleman" trick firsthand during the day, and it had left her quite infuriated.

Yet, even as Yuan Hong was blasted into the ceiling and severely injured, a triumphant smile appeared on his face. Being badly hurt didn't matter; his companion had already prepared a fatal, decisive blow.

By now, the majority of Li Keyong's cavalry had crossed the river. He personally led a main force of over ten thousand elite cavalry and several thousand infantry to guard Shanzhou, while Li Cunxiao's five thousand vanguard troops were stationed at Taolin.