Chapter 364: The Curious Young Man

Huang Yuntao came down the slope and only then packed everything into his bag.

He rummaged through his own backpack, found everything was there, not a single thing missing.

The only thing amiss was his neck; it was probably because he had been using his backpack as a pillow all night, so he felt a bit of a stiff neck.

He reached out to rub it, twisted his neck a few times, then suddenly remembered the terrifying scene from last night.

"Something's wrong... this is very wrong..."

Huang Yuntao grew

"Holy crap! How come I keep running into you outside the bathroom? That's way too coincidental!" Ziqiao had recovered by now and said with a slightly teasing tone.

Duan Yuming shrugged; the black bow in his hand vanished. Channeling a trace of weak magic, a two-handed greatsword shimmering with specks of silver light and bearing an overall steel hue appeared in Duan Yuming's hand.

Perhaps to avoid continuing this awkward topic, Bai Chongyuan changed the subject and began asking Xue Dong about those special innovative thoughts he had displayed on the battlefield.

With a deafening boom, the billowing smoke blurred the opponent's vision, and the intense light emitted obstructed Peter Lee's sight.

Turning his head, he saw a pink figure; he didn't know whether to be glad she hadn't left or to accept that he truly deserved to be stuck with this matter.

As an elf clan that had seen much and lived long, they saw through the composition of this space in an instant, but had no way at all to break this space in the short term.

That sound was her splash into the water; instantly, her clothes were all soaked, and immediately after, a string of bubbles rose from the surface of the pool.

Although the outside world did not know of Chen Qingyang's death, the Wei family knew their own affairs; if a Tianji Realm expert from Zhongzhou arrived and learned Chen Qingyang was missing, then the Yun Kingdom would be in grave peril.

A young Miss with long, slightly curly hair sat at the foot of the bed, her pair of large eyes looking over at them.

Though they had originally been yellow-faced and emaciated, and still looked somewhat thin now, their complexions were much better than when they arrived.

But just at this moment, Gu Nan suddenly left the Blue Sky Heaven because an unexpected situation had been reported, forcing him to rush to the Rift World.

What a fool; Changkong Xingyu smiled to himself inwardly, but it was for the better; with this move, the situation could no longer be resolved peacefully.

A spacious secret chamber, a stone table, four stone stools, and a stone bed placed in the corner. But these things occupied only part of the secret chamber; the rest was taken up by a cage made of fine steel.

However, under Ye Feng's pressure, their movements slowed considerably; after Ye Feng slashed and killed several zombies with his blade, he easily broke through the encirclement.

"Daring to cause trouble in my Extreme Sword Heaven, you must be tired of living!" A delicate shout came from above Gu Nan's head, accompanied by a streak of sword light.

"Fighting? Fighting with whom?" Ye Huai frowned. Along with Zhang Gou, three boys had entered; they too had bruised faces, their school uniforms dirty and marked with footprints, and one boy's uniform had been torn.

Tang Jing was only a step away from the Puppet Spirit Dharma Protector; while pursuing, he noticed the poison arrow in the Puppet Spirit Dharma Protector's sleeve, so he quickly dodged, flipping sideways.

He rushed out the door in haste; the bloodstains on the door curtain outside the inner room clearly indicated that Uncle Zhao had been killed before even entering the inner room.

"Damn! That's awesome!" Li Jie shouted excitedly, only to discover that the other mutated ape was charging toward them.

Seeing that all these people had left on their own, Huangfu Ya also let Muzixuan rest on his own and turned to go to the Falling Snow Courtyard.

On the bed in the side hall, Sheng Anting leaned against the side, one hand resting on a green-silk soft pillow, wearing only a navy-blue cotton long robe; he was terribly thin. This side hall faced away from the sun, the light dimmer, making it hard to see his expression clearly.