Chapter 108: The End

Even though the two armies were not far apart in number, the northern barbarians still seemed to hold a slight advantage in both manpower and individual strength.

Fortunately, the demon wolf had only bitten off the arm and thrown it aside. Li Mu found it not long after.

After a long while, Xiao Luo seemed to gain some understanding: the central lands of the Red Star realm were still the world of mortals, while here, on the Blessed Shore Continent, was the world of cultivators. Here, there were no mortals.

Xiao Luo did not wait long before a series of sharp footsteps echoed through the broad, bright corridor.

She was still as beautiful as ever, carrying that cool, gentle grace that made one instinctively want to draw near.

“Believe you? How am I supposed to believe you when you are being held by my cousin like that?” He wanted to believe her, but his cousin was such an outstanding man, and unlike him, he was not cold and distant. He truly could not imagine her being embraced by his cousin for any reason other than what he suspected.

If he had not obtained three pieces of the Radiant Set, Chen Hao would truly have been finished. He no longer had the confidence to keep playing. It was precisely because he had those three pieces that he dared let his level fall all the way to zero in an instant. Dying again and again—how agonizing that was.

He sheathed his sword. With a soft thud, wisps of smoke still curled up from the corpse’s back.

“It’s over already? It hasn’t even really started this morning, and it’s finished? Did those few think it wasn’t any fun?” Chen Long was somewhat astonished.

“Husband, Chan’er is right. We all feel that the Witch God is suspicious, as if he very much wants to kill us.” Nangong Yushang said.

Zhong Meng had a very favorable impression of Nangong Yushang. Though she had only stayed one night, she had already begun to like life in the city of Chang’an.

“Mr. Lin Feng, I’ve already sent someone to negotiate with the other company. Right now I’ll take you to the construction site at once. Before you arrived, I sent Feng Hu and the others over first to prevent anyone from deliberately causing damage.” Old Master Hong said cautiously.

Ying Zheng was not worried at all. As long as Meng Tian returned, the enemies who had infiltrated the city would no longer be a concern.

“Get lost!” Lin Feng flicked his right hand lightly, and the security guard was instantly thrown out the door.

Why tell her not to provoke him? It was clearly Bai Wuyao who had provoked Yu Qingling. It was Bai Wuyao who refused to let the matter of the spiritual veins being dug out rest. It was Bai Wuyao who kept clinging to Yu Huang and Yu Qingling.

After finally ascending a step, they saw a broad platform, and everyone let out a breath of relief, only to frown again almost at once.

Seeing that Lin Feng’s reaction was not slow, the middle-aged man continued his assault. This time he used both hands and feet, intending from the very start to reveal his full strength.

Some said Mo Qi and the young man were in cahoots, deliberately there to frame the middle-aged man. Others said the middle-aged man was a fraud, selling counterfeit goods. Opinions varied.

At that moment, within the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, the four sages were still besieging the Lord of Spirit Treasures, forcing him back time after time.

The Blood Demon was powerful, but to him it did not feel invincible. The God of Tainted Blood, however, was entirely different—that was something no number of Blood Demons could compare to.

In those days, ordinary office workers earned only a few dozen yuan a month. Families with ten thousand yuan were already considered well-off, and those with a hundred thousand yuan were rich. For Zeng Xian to receive thirty thousand all at once, the significance was enormous.

She was terribly afraid, afraid that this matter would create a rift between her and Chi Yu. Just thinking of it made her ache so badly she could scarcely breathe.

At the prevailing fiat-market rate, eight hundred million could not possibly be exchanged for three thousand bitcoins.

The dozen or so guards hired at great expense by the caravan looked envious, and the burly man surnamed Qin stared fixedly at that item. For cultivators who made their living escorting caravans, it was nothing less than a fortune-rain.

“The driver makes the round trip and collects payment for both runs. That’s only proper,” Fei Yiban replied.

Cultivators from the Southern Heaven Continent and the Great Jin Dynasty had joined forces many times to oppose Wu Ming, and each attempt ended in crushing defeat. After several bouts of catastrophic casualties, they had come to recognize reality: they could only allow Wu Ming and the disciples under his command to take their respective inheritances and treasured artifacts.

Although his body was weak, when he saw Qiao Yicheng, Qi Zhiqiang still managed to force out a faint smile.

With the quantity system, this star, which had not possessed much presence before, suddenly became one of his core assets.

Aili still had a certain reputation in this line of work, and the investment company also trusted her ability, so they agreed to invest ten million.

“See? If you put it that way, the bond between master and disciple will grow cold. If you want them, then take them all,” Ye Shenglao said unhappily.

“Come, let me look at your hand.” He took her hand in one of his, and with the other he held a cotton swab, carefully cleaning the sand and grit from the wound in Lu Ningxi’s hand.

It was unclear whether Mo Xianyu had sensed what he was thinking; she stopped talking with A Sen and looked at him.

This incident had been rather sudden, and the resulting traffic jam dragged on until midnight before they finally heard that the traffic police several kilometers behind had begun to clear the road. Yet with such a long line of cars, the diversion effort was a massive undertaking.

Xingye Go had already prepared himself, holding a kunai and guarding the route where the shuriken would advance, when suddenly an unexpected change occurred.

The three of them stepped aside. A will-o’-the-wisp flew over Zhao Qingli’s head. As it passed him, the white spectral envoy nearest him suddenly drew a sword from his sleeve and thrust at Zhao Qingli. Then the black spectral envoy turned around, moving behind Zhao Qingli to attack from the rear.

After returning, he would still have to go back to the county, hand the things over to Brother Ping, and leave himself a little time; otherwise, by the time everything was over, he still would not make it back to the school.

Yang Qiqi had only entered the imperial realm a few years earlier, and Yang Lin was worried she might not be able to deal with the person behind Patriarch Wang.

The City of the Undead was not to say that the entire city was built entirely of bones. But Dailin could sense from the ruined city walls a heavy, oppressive aura of the undead that made him deeply uncomfortable—almost exactly the same feeling he had once felt within the Veil of No Light.

“It’s okay, but it would be better with a little less Liyang chili.” After spitting out a stream of flames, Huang Yu firmly finished saying those words, then turned to look for a large water bucket.

As soon as he said this, two burly men strode in. Zhao Shu hurriedly stood and cupped his fists in salute. Both men were broad-shouldered and sturdy, their hands dripping wet, clearly just washed, yet their feet were still caked with mud.

Qin Yun was utterly stunned at this moment, almost unable to believe what he saw before him. The sudden surge of affection in those eyes was nearly impossible to ignore.

Curse it, curse it—this place must be cursed. This is not their city of Yakesa. This is hell, the hell of evil spirits.

When Rong’er heard Gu Huai’s words, she wiped the tears from her face and sprang onto her horse herself. She said to me, “Brother Shu, go back. If you truly intend to save Guan Yu, I will no longer hold back.” With a lash of her whip, she rode off.