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Chapter 220: Yu'er's True Identity! Sisters Cover... Inner Cover!

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"Ruoyan?"

Hearing this name, Yu Youhan’s movements paused slightly, then she returned to normal and walked slowly to the bedside.

Borrowing the moonlight spilling in from the window, one could vaguely see the appearance of the woman before her.

She wore coarse gray linen clothes and was covered by a tattered, cotton-padded quilt. Her figure was withered like dead wood, her cheeks were sunken, she was skin and bones, and her chest rose and fell weakly with her breathing.

Yu Youhan sat sideways on the edge of the bed and said softly, "Aunt Liu, you have mistaken me for someone else. I am Yu—"

Chen Xu walked in a semicircle, originally wanting to circle behind that adult caiman to see if there was any way to launch a sneak attack.

Wild grass was everywhere and easily ignited; the flint only rubbed out a few sparks before those piles of wild grass were set ablaze.

Yang Zheng struck, and immediately there was a ceaseless roar; space and time shook. With one punch, chaos surged and a black hole emerged.

And not far ahead, Wanyan Balisu, who had been shielding Wanyan Zonghan, saw how fierce Lin Chong was and finally made up his mind.

Yang Zheng didn't care about the consequences and said all the right things first; as for whether the Chu Emperor would thank the Heaven Sect later, that was no longer within his scope of responsibility.

But he had no choice but to repeatedly send out clones like this, because if there were no obstruction, the black spear would descend upon the heavens, and the entire heavens would truly not be far from destruction.

Although Archbishop Lundi was anxious, he understood that he could not be rash at this time. He took a deep breath to calm his mood and waved his hand to signal the team to rest in place. Just then, the Holy Demon Sea in the distance above to the side shook violently; clearly, there was more than one pair of powerhouses above the Nine Rings fighting.

Lei Yiyi was even more of a bandit than a bandit, even more of a robber than a robber; she didn't reason at all and only spoke with her fists.

"Hehe, the Heaven Sect controls the entire Extreme North Snowfield, and any genius is taken under the Heaven Sect's banner, so it is normal for there to be a few more geniuses." Zhang Mutian chuckled from the side; he was quite pleased with this remark from Yang Zheng.

At this moment, however, Chen Xu frowned and subconsciously covered his left shoulder.

With a painful cry, countless wounds split open on the leopard's body, caused by wind blades. Facing this hurricane, it was like a piece of paper in a storm, and all it could do was "drift with the wind."

"I naturally have mysteries here that others do not know, which are not to be told to outsiders." Ao Xingchu only tasted a mouthful before putting down the teacup, looking at Di Wu Xiu with a smile, his slender fingers tapping on the tabletop, which was quite unfathomable.

But such strong willpower is something ordinary people cannot reach. The difference between Liu Yi and others is that he has only ever had one goal: originally it was revenge, and now it is to find the truth; he is never attracted by other things to deviate from his original path.

After making these arrangements, Liu Zhi asked Yin Tianye, "Senior Liu, is this the person you found for me? Why does he not look like an expert? He is foolish and slow to react; won't he be at the mercy of others? Not to mention the opponent is Tu Xuanzhong."

Thinking of this, Wei Zhongjun silently lit a cigarette, his whole person seeming to age a few years in an instant, and he still said with some unwillingness to give up.

This guaranteed his ability; if he wanted to, he could still slit Shang Panjun's throat at any time.

On another wheelchair was also an elderly woman, her hair like white snow, eyebrows like paper, lips bloodless, face with a flush, short and slightly plump, with earlobes hanging low—a person of good fortune. She held a dragon-headed staff diagonally in her arms; although she was a person whose oil was exhausted and lamp was dying, her radiance did not diminish from the past.

But this was an attack speed based on "Grade Power consumption," while Wei Xian consumed Faith Power. A Department Lord can directly crush those of Grade and Rank, not even needing to use magic arts; they can purely crush them just by relying on Faith Power. This is not to say the Department Lord is awesome, but that Faith Power is awesome, so Wei Xian, who can mobilize Faith Power, is also awesome.

Nanya Eisuke nodded hurriedly, but his expression had relaxed a lot; as long as nothing happened to the person, there was room for recovery.

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