Chapter 149: Inside the Holy City

Chen Ye descended the mid-slope and took on the twenty men he had brought.

It must be said that the northerners have robust constitutions; galloping on horseback for several days, crossing mountains and ridges for over a thousand li, not a single one fell behind.

Though all were utterly exhausted, at least both men and horses remained.

Chen Ye took a bottle of Blood Pills from his storage bag and distributed them among the crowd.

Although the flocks in the city have not yet been gathered, Hei Xuanfeng still maintained the habit of hunting outside daily, occasionally capturing some wild beasts.

The Fifth Prince's voice was loud; everyone in the council hall must have heard it, yet the Prince of Jing showed no reaction.

Of course, passing this stage did not mean it was over; more severe trials awaited them.

Yaya was greatly tempted, blinking her dark eyes and turning toward her mother, but seeing so many people, she dared not speak, her appearance quite endearing. Sang Mulan said, "Sister will go get a big red apple for you," and casually took Yaya into her arms.

The great python patrolling nearby suddenly erupted with bloody light; its head vanished without cause, instantly staining over ten square meters of water red. The remaining writhing snake body slowly sank to the bottom, having died in an inexplicable manner.

"Eh?! She really is a great beauty! It seems I have quite a talent for prophecy," Yuanshan said with some surprise.

Duan's goal was to enable this system to manipulate the Russian system to a limited extent; the reason was not that the Indians were so excellent, nor that Duan Tianxing was so brilliant, but entirely due to the Russians' caution and a question raised by that caution.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Zhenxia could not help but pause, raising his head to look at Sang Ya, whose expression remained extremely unfriendly.

The poverty and isolation of the mountain village seemed separated by the horizon, that tranquility locked within the layers of great mountains.

"Is that so? Then I shall wear this only for Rito to see," Lala laughed heartily, completely failing to understand what Rito meant. Rito was helpless and could only let Lala do as she pleased.

However, relying on his ability within the Perception Domain, Wei Feng could clearly sense that this seemingly tranquil space before him was actually filled with various kinds of power; these interwoven powers formed a heavy pressure that bore directly upon the heart.

Looking at that demon beast meat, the young man trembled as he caught it and devoured it ravenously; it was evident he was truly starving.

Normally, there seemed to be many people inside, but after Ye Ning entered, powerful sound waves had already penetrated through.

The rear of the car suffered a violent impact; gunshots rang out incessantly, and the wheels emitted a sharp screech against the ground.

"Pay respects to Divine Lord," all Five Saints knelt on one knee the moment they saw this person, respectfully uttering the words.

"The only one in the mortal realm capable of forcing all of this god's divine power to emerge is likely you," the Thunder God said, his eyes flashing with a disdainful arrogance. His figure shifted slightly as he glared fiercely at Long Jingtian.

The dialogue between father and son thus concluded; the two sat there in silence until the voice of Mu Mu came from within the room.

To put it bluntly, Qin Shu sometimes felt like a surrogate tool, even though she knew Old Master Ling and Ling Mohan did not intend that.

On Freddy's ugly face, a dignity not his own seemed to appear at that moment. His gaze pierced into the depths of Mo Yang's pupils, where he saw a white space; sitting on the sofa within that space, who could it be but Zhang Jie?

Instantly, the people below began to clamor again, saying all sorts of things. The noise was so chaotic that Tong Xinya could not clearly hear what they were saying below. Thinking they had understood, she sat above and waited calmly for their thing to arrive.

"Eh? Uncle Mo Tian, why have you come?" Bu Chen Jie looked toward the side behind Young Master Mo and respectfully asked a greeting.

Nong Xue immediately beamed with joy, easily and comfortably taking his large hand in hers, and dragged him outside.