Chapter 230: The Heavenly Initiation Plot Begins

Poland, in the forest outside Mossas Town.

Su Qing stood among the trees, on a withered tree fallen two or three meters away, sat a five- or six-year-old girl, surrounded by many small animals, at this moment curiously observing him.

At this moment, the little girl spoke: "Who are you?"

"You must be Nina," Su Qing said with a slight smile, speaking gently: "My name is Su, I am your father's friend, I have come to see him on business."

"You are what my father said"

The Shadow Kill Immortal Country has twelve legions, each with a billion soldiers. Yang Chen took eighty-five billion, Yao Wuqing took over ten billion, leaving only thirty billion to guard the four directions, and all are at the Dou Huang Realm.

Tian Tian Tian stared blankly at him, then lowered her head again, and suddenly a feeling of discomfort rose in her heart.

"What's going on? Did Se Chao touch somewhere he shouldn't have?" Yun Yi asked, full of confusion.

Focused on stopping Luo Yaozhu's Tian Tian Tian, she didn't notice a flicker of loss on Shao Yuan's face behind her.

"Ge Si, I promise that before you become commander of the National Defense Fleet, I will dye your white hair red with your own blood," Luo Ta warned solemnly.

After Cui Zhong continuously exchanged three copper plates and several talismans, the surrounding wild ghosts were completely wiped out.

Just shortly after Lin Xinying's words fell, a commotion came from outside the multimedia function hall.

At this moment, Shen Yun and Zhao Wanrong again embarked on the journey back to Dinghai City, first taking a bus to the Jiangnan city district; the two set off early in the morning and arrived at Jiangnan City around ten o'clock.

"Then we will add personnel and launch a full-scale encirclement and suppression! We must rescue the three scientists and complete this hard-won peace celebration!" Bai Shichang said firmly.

Just as the force emitted by the Great Blade Skeleton General was about to strike down the Vermilion Bird, in that split second, the Vermilion Bird flashed, mobilizing its inner power; it let out a chirp, executed the Sparrow Shadow Technique, turning into streaks of colorful light and shadow, disappearing within the range of the Great Blade Skeleton General's attack.

They each performed a double forward roll several thousand degrees, instantly closing the distance between us; I hurriedly stepped back, like a sparrow fighting guerrilla warfare—enemy pursues me, I flee; enemy retreats, I pursue. Unnoticed, my foot slipped, and I fell flat on my back.

According to incomplete statistics, on the day the program aired, the rating was 58. Two days later it was rebroadcast in prime time, the rating reached a new high of 67. This program will surely not be lacking.

Lei Zhan's voice was like a shock wave, spreading across the desert, shaking the sand beneath their feet, causing these people's eardrums to buzz.

Na Ze hesitated a moment, seemingly absentmindedly turning his head to scan the direction where Mo Mo was; the ostrich Mo Mo lay behind Hai Yi, not daring to glance at him.

If the two sides were to battle now, even if the Dark Sword Alliance could be wiped out in one fell swoop, the Eight Formation Soldiers would inevitably suffer losses; Zhuge Yuanshan therefore harbored ulterior motives, which is only human.

"This girl, why is she so stubborn? It's just a little money, and she doesn't even care about her own studies. She's really foolish." Ye Shao lightly patted the steering wheel, sighing.

"..." Jiang Yao felt utterly helpless toward this big sister who constantly spouts nonsense; heaven knows how Nightless City selected such a person as deputy city lord.

Since it's a single match that decides victory, it doesn't matter what they play; Lei Zhan simply let Han Runqi choose the event—he could play whatever he wanted.

Lun Chang was fine, but Hua Ruomeng was his beloved partner; now she died sideways at Yangshan Pass, her flesh turned to mud—how could Li Gu Old Ancestor not be grieved? Seeing him already transformed into light and flown away, yet the air still held a sorrowful tone… the disciples brought by the four people, seeing this, also hurriedly followed Li Gu Old Ancestor as they flew away.

Wei Chi Hong lowered his head to inspect; when he lifted it again, his eyes had revealed his feelings—distress, concern, and pity.