How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Jiang Luo stood in front of the window of the sun room. The sunlight shone through the mottled leaves onto his face, outlining a peaceful and contented outline.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his heart full of expectations for life. In fact, his demands for life have never been high. Deep in his heart, he has always longed for his family to be around him and live an easy and comfortable life. It doesn't matter if they are materially poor. As long as life is comfortable and peaceful, that is the happiness he has always dreamed of.

Looking back on the past, he was not taken seriously in his childhood for various reasons. The loneliness and neglect followed him like a shadow, making him taste the bitterness in his growing years.

But fate eventually favored him and allowed him to find his family again after many twists and turns.

This lost and regained warmth, like the first ray of sunshine in spring, dispelled the long-standing haze in his heart and rekindled his ardent expectations for life.

He couldn't help but ask himself: Since life has started to get better, why can't I continue to move forward in a better direction?

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, turned around, looked at Huo Yancheng with renewed fighting spirit, and said seriously: "I may be busy with something recently, so please don't be angry if I can't take care of you!" There was a hint of apology in his voice, but more of it was determination for the future.

Before Huo Yancheng could respond, Shang Lu said, "As a man, you have to take care of your family. Of course he can understand if his wife goes out for something."

The corners of Shang Lu's mouth rose slightly, with a mischievous light flashing in his eyes. The deliberately teasing tone made Huo Yancheng speechless for a moment.

Huo Yancheng glared at Shang Lu helplessly, secretly complaining in his heart: It's already this time, and you're still teasing me. Seeing this, Jiang Luo was also a little amused and could only helplessly say to Shang Lu: "Father, please say less."

Qian Ling watched this scene from the side, sighed softly, turned his gaze to Jiang Luo, and asked with concern: "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Luo sorted out his thoughts and replied, "It will take about half a month to practice."

As he spoke, he planned his next training plan in his mind. He knew that the people around him were constantly improving themselves, so how could he stand still?

The nine-story Torrent Tower is such a rare place for cultivation that it can accommodate five people at a time. Next time, there will only be four of us including myself. This is a great opportunity.

Although with his current strength, the monsters in Gu Ying's cemetery may not be of much help to him, he can focus on practicing his own magic.

Many of the ghost cultivators' skills require repeated practice to improve proficiency, and constant practice can also improve the accuracy of their performance, just like the critical hits and critical strikes in the game, which can inflict higher damage and give you more confidence when facing unknown challenges.

Qian Ling listened to Jiang Luo's words and nodded slowly, his eyes full of trust and support, and then asked: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Jiang Luo shook his head firmly and said, "No, there are some things I have to handle myself."

Since the way of heaven was set up in this way, there is no way for me to escape this shackles. I might as well let nature take its course and bravely break out of this circle.

Qian Ling didn't say anything more. He knew his son and knew that he had his own ideas and persistence. He took out a delicate little jade bottle from his arms, handed it to Jiang Luo, and said, "Then you should be careful. I will give you a bottle of pills. Take one pill every day. The effect of this Ningling Pill is the same as Ningling Soup. It will also be beneficial to your cultivation."

Jiang Luo took the Soul-Condensing Pill with both hands, nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, thank you, Dad. I will eat it every day."

After returning to the room, Jiang Luo looked at Huo Yancheng with a little guilt on his face, and said softly: "I'm not leaving now. I have to go in with Xiao Shuai and the others after they take the college entrance examination. I will take advantage of this time to accompany you well."

Huo Yancheng walked to Jiang Luo, lowered his eyes and stared at him, gently put his arms around his waist, and said softly: "It's okay, when you finish your work, we will have more time together. Besides, I still have Ah Nuan and Ah Han. I will take care of the two little ones at home, and when you come back, they will probably be about to be born."

Jiang Luo nodded, but thought secretly in his heart: I'm afraid it's not that simple. The longer the fetus is carried in the womb, the stronger its ability will be. I stayed in Qian Ling's placenta for a full eleven months. These two little guys may have to stay there for a whole year.

But it is not as bad as Nezha. Nezha is the reincarnation of the Fire Spirit Pearl, and his genes are different from those of ordinary humans.

In the following period of time, Jiang Luo and Huo Yancheng enjoyed this rare warm time. During this time, Jiang Luo also put aside the matters of dealing with supernatural events. He knew very well that even if these small matters were dealt with, they were only temporary solutions and not the root cause. If he wanted to truly protect the people around him, improving his own strength was the key.

One day, Jiang Luo went to a ghost village by chance. As soon as he entered the village, he was stunned by the scene before him.

In the past few days, the streets of the ghost village are full of young and beautiful girls. They were originally mortal ghosts over a hundred years old or even two or three hundred years old. In the past, they mostly wore traditional clothes such as Hanfu and cheongsam. However, at this moment, they all changed into fashionable suspenders and dresses. Some girls even wore hot pants, vests and sandals. The hot outfits were dazzling.

It turned out that all the girls from the Baiquan Society had come. They took out all their savings and directly took over the second phase of the project, which was managed by their brother Baiquan.

Bai Quan is the district head of their community. Now he has been given a job, which means he is responsible for the rights and protection of women. If any girl encounters unfair treatment or harassment, they can all go to Bai Quan.

Bai Quan has a generous personality and likes to make decisions for her sisters. When she slaps someone, she's just as powerful as Xiaoqian. She just has a little quirk, which is that she likes people to call her brother. But this is not a big deal in the eyes of others.

In addition to the girls from the Baiquan Society, the male ghosts from the Black Mountain Old Ghost also came to the ghost village. However, they did not come here to live and enjoy themselves, but to undergo labor reform.

Today, the Black Mountain Old Ghost has become a member of the subordinates of the former Mute Ghost. Because the Mute Ghost was reformed the best, he is considered a leader among the labor reform ghosts.

They are all sealed and cannot escape from the ghost village. Only by making a certain amount of contributions within a certain period of time can they gain a certain degree of freedom.

Of course, the premise is that they don't make mistakes again. If they do, they will be sentenced to more labor reform time depending on the situation. If they make serious mistakes that lead to their death, then according to the law, they will also be sent to the cemetery and receive more severe punishment.

As time went by, the number of ghosts in the ghost village increased day by day. Xiaobai ran to Jiang Luo with a happy face and said excitedly: "Master, congratulations, the number of ghosts in our Ten Thousand Ghosts System finally reached 120,000!"

When Jiang Luo heard the news, he was slightly shocked. He thought that the number of ghosts was increasing very fast. If it continued at this rate, wouldn't there be a million ghosts soon?

Suddenly, a crazy idea flashed through his mind: If the Nine-story Torrent Tower was covered on the entire ghost village, would it be possible to allow all the people in the ghost village to practice?

But this idea only stayed in his mind for a moment before he quickly rejected it. After all, many of the ghosts who joined were in the gray area. If their strength was improved, it would most likely cause certain damage to the ghost realm, and the situation would probably get out of control.

This time he went to Zhuoer Group's God Realm and cut off his energy supply, which at least gave him some time to improve his team. As for what kind of people to send to the Nine-Layer Torrent Tower for training, Jiang Luo still needed to carefully examine and select them to ensure that there would be no mistakes.

In this way, time passed quietly in busyness and expectation. In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed. In June, Xiao Shuai and Chu Jianglan finally took the college entrance examination.

When the two walked out of the examination room, it was as if the heaviest burden on their shoulders was instantly unloaded, and their faces were filled with relief and joy.

From then on, the two of them no longer had to stay in the classroom to study hard, and could finally practice as they pleased!

After Jiang Luo learned that their college entrance examination was over, he went to the outside of the examination room to greet them in person. He stood next to the car and saw Xiao Shuai and Chu Jianglan running towards him from a distance.

As soon as the two got in the car, Jiang Luo heard them shouting in unison: "Are we going? Brother, are we going now?" Their impatient tone was filled with a desire for cultivation.

Jiang Luo sighed softly and pretended to be helpless and said, "Are you so anxious? I'll give you one day to ask for leave from your family and say you're going on a trip after your exams."

Since Xiao Shuai had no family, he naturally didn't need to ask for leave. Chu Jianglan just took out his mobile phone, casually called his mother, and briefly explained the situation. The matter was resolved perfectly.

Jiang Luo was speechless when he saw how anxious they were. He thought, well, they had been waiting for two months and it would be bad to let them wait any longer, so he drove them directly to the center of the ghost village, in front of the nine-story torrent tower.