Chapter 1141: Omen of Death

"Ten years ago, on the seventh month, tenth day, a 'distinguished guest' came to me to arrange a shipment: I transported a crate of demonic beast 'skins and bones' from Elder Ji of the Canglang Sect, as reserve material for an array, to the region south of Lizhou and north of the Sand Sea…"

Manager Wang flipped through the scrolls and said with a touch of reverence: "…Damo City."

These scroll records were the inn's secrets; by protocol, outsiders were not permitted to review them.

But now, circumstances forced him to…

Protected by Zhantian, Gudu Peak's Bai Zizai suffered lighter injuries; now he stood with a long sword in hand, and all who drew near the Beidou brothers became his enemies. His gaze, cold as ice, scanned the scene, though a trickle of blood still dripped from his lips.

The two clashed again, and countless onlookers afar secretly observed this most brilliant duel; many surviving martial artists gained unique insights from this great battle—it was both a struggle for dominance and a baptism few martial artists would ever witness in their lifetimes.

"Bullshit! Situ Ya, others may fear your Situ clan, but our Chi family doesn't! This time, it's our Chi family's turn—we'll heat up the Beidou Mercenary Guild!"

Suddenly, a dark shadow fell over him; Yan You looked up and saw a tall man before him, dressed in a basketball uniform.

The bow was minimal, just as my soul's single thread had come; when I left, I carried little beyond my body.

In the courtyard, Ye Chen held Momo on the swing and pushed her himself, listening to her bright laughter; his smile grew ever gentler.

Fu Jingsi and Rong Nancheng entered the dining hall one after the other, walking straight toward the table where Ji Rou and Rong Xigu were seated.

Shen Tu Haolong did not answer, but looked at Xu Yong and said: "See him off." Xu Yong nodded.

Jing Chu? Are you alright? What happened to your car? Zhang Jianguo's voice came over the phone, sounding anxious.

Gu Jiujiu recognized the man's face—he seemed to be one of those people from outside the elevator just now.

After Xu Hao finished speaking, Director Li took him to the set's farewell ceremony site prepared for him.

The essence blood of the Heaven-Rank demonic beast, the Five-Colored Swallow-Heaven Snake, contained terrifying energy; the moment it entered his body, the previously stuck bottleneck began to loosen.

Now everyone knew what had happened; the old master's face was filled entirely with fury.

Saying this, Leng Lingxue shot Bai Ye a glance, yet her eyes held no disgust—only boundless charm.

I looked at the sword in my Senior Uncle's hand and felt a surge of admiration. He has always been my role model; no matter the difficulty, he always finds a way.

Qin Xuan's icy gaze swept toward Lü Gu; the words Lü Gu had been about to speak were forcibly swallowed by that cold stare.

And the countless Chinese fans watching this match all knew who would receive the Finals MVP.

If the fluctuations of the surrounding alien crystal fragments were like stars, then the fragment he had obtained blazed like the sun—impossible to ignore.

I seized this rare opportunity and quickly retreated, trying to find somewhere to hide. But the vengeful ghost had no intention of letting me go—it chased after me without pause.

Gu Yinnan didn't know what she felt now; perhaps this was the first time Lu Ming had spent money on her that moved her so deeply.

But Qianzhu always relies on her sister; it will exhaust her. She leaned on the railing, snowflakes dusting her nose, red and adorable; if Qianzhu married, would her sister finally have it easier?

I saw Qin An slightly lift his head, glance at me without expression, then return to his usual calm. He ordered the sedan bearers to move, then personally lifted the curtain for me.

Over these past few days, Duan Tian had sensed something was wrong—Gui Nu and A Er had not contacted him; they were likely dead. Now, upon hearing news of his men, Duan Tian showed no change, and immediately hung up the phone.