Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures - Chapter 1004: Continued Probation

“If there existed a horrendous ghost among the hwarangs, who would it be? Of course, it’d be Seol Yeong-rang who uses necromancy to call upon ghosts!”

Hwarang Seol Yeong, who was named as the horrendous ghost who’d bring forth a great disaster one day.

There was only one way to get rid of the false accusations and return to his original position.

It was to prove he wasn’t a horrendous ghost by solving abnormal incidents.

Then, Ja Ha, the head of the previous generation’s hwarang, the man who killed a great evil spirit eight years prior and disappeared without a trace, appeared in front of Seol Yeong…

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Waking up in the middle of that, she nearly screamed—until she saw him.Her cold, obsessive husband. The man she had spent an entire lifetime running from.In her past life, she trusted the wrong people. She abandoned the man who truly loved her and ended up betrayed, ruined, and dead.This time? Ha! Divorce? Dream on.Since fate gave her another chance, she’d play the game her way. Stay mysterious, act sweet, and turn every schemer against each other.And as for the dangerously obsessed husband?Let’s see who traps who first!

At the moment when life ceased to exist, Ye Zhongming returned to ten years ago, to that afternoon when the apocalypse began.

Was it heaven’s favor or another punishment? Did he really have to re-live the cruel and frigid end of the world? Ye Zhongming decided to survive, not for anything else, but for those comrades who had fought and died together, for his unwavering lover! And he wanted to find answers.

Why did countless roulette wheels emerge from nothingness, and why did tens of thousands of warriors descend from the sky? Who turned this beautiful azure planet into bloody ruins that were covered in corpses?

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Weary reader, it is an honor for you to choose this book in this heavy, dark library room.

Somewhat sadly, the book is sick.

Your fingers should be able to feel the raised growths on the surface of the book cover,

The words written in the old days are like parasites rooted in the pages of the book, hoping that someone can observe their wriggling,

To feel, to analyze, to touch the story of the disease.

If you insist on borrowing this book, be sure to check your physical condition regularly.

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