Chapter 930

Yanluoshan, eight hundred li wide.

River channels crisscross, swamps cover the ground, toxic mists and miasmas rise to the sky. Wild geese flying over often die of poison, falling into the swamps and turning to rotting water—hence the name "Yanluoshan."

A branch of Yanshui River flows through the mountains.

The river water carries a fishy stench.

Deep within Dashan, the terrain is treacherous and complex.

The Mo Sect was built here.

Outside Shenshan, in this perilous environment, many righteous sect cultivators had long lain hidden among the forests.

The speaker was also a boy of fifteen or sixteen, but he was not a Xiongnu—he was a Jie.

Gonggong spoke further with the Fifth Crown Prince, then turned and left. Seeing Gonggong depart, the three men shifted their gaze for only an instant, then immediately turned back to stare at the Crown Prince of the Eastern Sea.

"It should be like this," said Leng Ruobing, slicing while demonstrating for Chen Chen.

Su Nanzhi paused her motion, moving toward the sound's source; the other two temporary companions, who were outwardly friendly but inwardly hostile, followed along.

The three rushed in orderly formation—the room was pitch black, and apart from the groaning creak of the door hinges under strain, there was no other sound.

After hanging up the call, Su Wan didn't regain her composure for a long while. If she hadn't seen others still present, she would have leapt up and kissed Li Bai's face fiercely.

On the other side, after seeing Li Le leading two thousand cavalry charging toward him, Liu Bian remained calm, showing no intention to flee, even standing firm at the front of his formation.

It absolutely couldn't be what she thought—Liu Shuyun forcibly suppressed the suspicion rising within her and turned to look at Su Siqiao.

Zhang He was Lu Bu's top general; since defecting to Zhao Yun, he had been deeply convinced by Zhao Yun's integrity, character, and strategy. Though he had been as close as brothers with Lu Bu, he now remained more loyal to Zhao Yun as his lord.

Haha, a cat crying over dead mice—false pity. Today everyone was being unusually attentive to her; she didn't need to think to know Liu Shuyun was about to act.

"Moreover, I just spoke again with your uncle. He said I'm too soft-hearted, that I owe Yunyun nothing, yet I changed my decision—and he's deeply disappointed in me. He also said the outcome is already decided." She closed her eyes, breathed deeply, then opened them again—her gaze a clear, blue lake.

Days had passed, yet the Scorpion Lion had not advanced in rank, but its body had grown somewhat larger, its muscles and bones stronger and more resilient. Attacks below level six striking its hide emitted low, metallic thuds, leaving only faint marks.

"Sigh! I don't know if it was some kind of stroke of luck, but I got lucky—I left this humble teaching profession behind. Still, when I think about it now, I feel a little regret. Don't you think people live just to struggle for money?" Qin Yang sighed mournfully.

We should thank those life players—now a level-five life potion instantly restores 4,000 HP, though the cooldown is long—one can drink only once per minute.

Among the main damage dealers, Nangong Xue's condition was the best—not only did Zhan Lian Qizi, the powerful priest, focus on her, but Leng Ao Yishuang also periodically cast a Spring of Sweet Water on her while healing Wu Jie and the others, ensuring her continuous healing.

Whether this would make Chen Yu famous wasn't something he could control, nor did he care about such trivial matters. He only wanted this rumor to give him extra leverage against the "Yaqi Group." What was the result? You could tell from how reporters surrounded Liao Tianqi every day.

Originally, Zhan Lian Qizi of the Nangong family managed the finances of the Brotherly Loyalty Clan, but after all Nangong players were forced to leave the clan, Wu Jie, Baizhan Zhi Hu, Gu Yue, Sui Feng, and others discussed it from all angles and ultimately decided to temporarily assign Baizhan Zhi Hu as acting treasurer.

At this time, workers in many units in Anyi City earned only four or five hundred yuan per month—spending over a hundred yuan on card games was already a considerable sum.