Chapter 486: Sorrow

"Aren't you going to follow them?" Shen Siyuan asked with a smile, looking at the little girl before him.

"I know how to get home, I won't get lost, and people like you are rare—come to think of it, I've never actually seen one."

"How long have you been dead?" Shen Siyuan asked curiously.

The little girl was wearing blue overalls with a white T-shirt underneath; she looked a few years younger than Xiao Yue, about eleven or twelve.

Hearing this, the little girl tilted her head and thought for a moment, then

Unfamiliar with the place, they were on full alert. They summoned all their mounts and, in a grand procession, flew toward Void City.

She had always wanted to melt that icy heart of his, yet she had never been able to take a single step closer to his soul.

She had a tall, slender figure, a slim waist that swayed like willow catkins in the wind—so enchanting, so bewitching. That devastatingly beautiful face of hers could make anyone who glanced at it linger and forget to leave.

But on closer inspection, one would find that this wooden building exuded a sense of refinement in every detail.

Guo Yi looked far too tempting, far too tempting; if it went on any longer, he was afraid he might not be able to hold himself back.

Although Morpheus's divine rank had temporarily dropped by one tier, the quantity of his exclusive divine-name artifacts remained unchanged—enough to trap Balze for a while.

With a sharp "slap," Pikachu was sent tumbling to the ground by the force of the palm. The instant he hit the floor, another pearly white tooth fell out. A bright red five-fingered handprint was clearly stamped on it, and as for the slapped cheek, it was already swollen like a steamed bun.

Meanwhile, Lu Su was in the courtyard chatting with a young gentleman; this young man had a long face, somewhat like a donkey's, though that donkey face was a trademark of a certain famous person from the Three Kingdoms era.

"It's also possible they want to use the Foundation's name to swindle money! After all, such things are hardly uncommon in today's society."

There wasn't really much to discuss about the cooperation, because this part would be entirely handed over to Cheng Tanye to handle, and he wouldn't bother asking about it.

"Just do as Wei Qing suggests!" Li Chun said with his eyes closed. "Wei Qing truly understands my heart—she's someone who can get things done."

The Black Glimmer Zone differed vastly from the third underground level; not only was the space enormous here, the number of people was also considerable.

Good thing he had tailed them—how could something like this wait for them to come knocking? They had to be the ones to seek it out.

Under the crushing pressure of this overwhelming might, and being wildly suppressed by the hierarchy in his bloodline, Ace found himself stammering even as he spoke.

"I won't marry anyone! I want you, only you—you're not allowed to die!" Su Mubai threw herself against Li Shen Feng Ge's body and wailed, with the same grief as when she had watched her subordinates fall one by one in Shuofeng City.

The door was left ajar, revealing a gap just wide enough for one person; it seemed the person inside had not expected Sandy Marion to suddenly raise his voice like that. Cyril seized the chance to slip into the room, then braced himself against the corner and climbed up onto the doorframe, clinging to the ceiling above the door like a spider.

They call him a divine physician, but he's clearly nothing but a brazen "madman"—though if that madness is solely for her sake, it can be forgiven.

"So-called threats are merely the means one uses when the thing you want cannot be obtained through proper channels."

The Daoist Receiving-Inheritance spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his aura withered; the Twelve-Grade Merit Golden Lotus also dimmed, having suffered grave damage.

A day of investigation had yielded no useful progress, but that didn't affect their mood for drinking.

The void collapsed in a cataclysmic upheaval, heaven and earth overturned, and terrifying killing intent surged like an endless ocean—even a Great Pillar cultivator would face certain death in such a situation.

Impossible—given that thing's dragon might, no magical beast here should have been able to threaten the test subject.

"I'm doing this for your own good; don't forget what kind of place this is." Qing Yuan walked slowly up to him and said calmly.

Du Zheng Yi gripped the collar of Roqi's jacket, and for a moment countless thoughts surged through his mind; anger crackled across his emotions like static sparks. He stared into Roqi's clear eyes—those pupils shifted slightly, startled, then in an instant recognized who it was, and the pupils instantly melted, bursting into radiance.

Heh, Xiao Mo found it laughable: yesterday morning, Sun Haoran and Qi Nan had separately questioned the guests next door to Shu Hong, and none of them had heard any unusual sounds.

Lu Fan patted the black ash all over his body; having just crawled out of the ruins, he discovered the black panther had already let out a meow and charged at those elves.

So I suspect Huang Zhigao was bought off and set this fire, sending Zhu Zhong's soul to heaven, thereby achieving the goal of concealing the truth.

"You'll know once you get there." Jiang Haoyu received the affirmative reply and deliberately played coy.

Although his own boils hadn't healed yet, seeing that Wang Ruoxin hadn't come downstairs for a week, he bore the pain and went upstairs to check whether Wang Ruolei was all right.

As a clone of Naraka Flower, she possessed no spiritual power or soul force—she was merely an empty shell, easily evading the Flame Owl's detection.

Just as Zhang Zhijie was somewhat stunned, the young ladies opposite were even more astonished, because they hadn't expected so many men to suddenly appear—nearly a hundred in a grand procession, each one looking none too friendly, with weapons hanging at their waists.

The two seemed to fall silent, standing pressed together without moving; only faint breathing sounds spread through the wardrobe, giving the feeling that silence here spoke louder than words.

The prices at Taibai Tower were astronomical; if calculated at that rate, Wei Sheng would have to bleed heavily. A twenty-seven-day flowing banquet would be enough for his old man to beat him a hundred and eighty times—and each one different. Wei Sheng now regretted arranging this welcome feast for Li Dongsheng.

Only then did Li Dongsheng realize that everything around him had frozen: snowflakes were suspended in mid-air, a single falling leaf had also stopped mid-fall, everyone stood motionless in place, and even the sound of breathing had ceased.

"I bet your next move is to go cause trouble for the Pangu Clan? But the Pangu Clan doesn't seem as simple as it appears on the surface! After all, they are the race that guards the Eternal Heart Lock, the chosen proxy of the Eternal Kingdom in this world—so how could the Pangu Clan possibly be defeated so easily?" Lin Weiwei said with a smile.