Chapter 194: The Greatest Risk

North Ward of Chang'an.

After settling the garrison troops in Qizhou, Li Shuang led the main army back to Chang'an.

On the old site of Chang'an city, the population is still dense; new houses and markets are going up one after another, merchants from within and beyond Guanzhong bring their goods to trade at the markets here, and the goods brought by grain barges from every part of Guanzhong also gather in the warehouses here.

Although Chang'an city on the south bank of the Wei River was burned down, people's needs remain, and with the convenient water transport here,

I covered my sleeve and laughed softly: "It's been a long time since sister came." Since giving birth to 'Yu'er, He Fei has become even more distant from me; I don't know why she came today — surely not over the matter of the selection.

"What is it, rushing about in such a fluster?" Long Banshan swept an irritated glance at the steward.

Zhang Yang had no idea whether this explosively surging divine sense was a good thing or a bad thing for him, and it left him thoroughly vexed.

But this film's budget investment would be around forty million, which is equivalent to pouring the entire company into it.

These past few days, apart from teaching Lin Ziyou songs and handling the recorded audio, he was basically out looking for artists.

After walking through the woods for a while, the sky gradually darkened, and just as the sun was about to set, Lin Yi finally caught sight of that ancient tomb.

The moment he thought of the plot, Huang Xuanling couldn't help wiping the sweat from his brow — this Long Shuo had schemed for ten thousand years, constantly luring young martial artists into the tomb to pick out a body to his liking for possession.

As for the path of artifact refining, Huang Xuanling had his own persistence; when refining, he was just as serious as any other refiner, and would not tolerate anyone standing beside him gesticulating and giving orders.

"I'm not sure about that, but I reckon he truly wasn't afraid. Back then I attacked the city at Hulao together with the Trap-Formation Army, and by their saying, one may die but must not be afraid!" The captain thought for a while before answering — those words were deeply imprinted in his mind.

I truly hope this Yun Ji's fate won't be like that of Xu Xian'er back then! That Xu Xian'er was thrown straight into the military camp by the Prince; when Qin Susu later heard the news, she was truly shocked, utterly unable to imagine Long Banshan's reason for doing so.

Xiang Yang truly could not bear it any longer; beads of sweat the size of soybeans broke out on his face, his body flushed crimson, so he simply stripped off his upper garment and sat cross-legged on the spot to cultivate.

When the two reached the depths of the Boundary Sea, a force of darkness erupted, terrifying to the heavens, like an ocean rolling backward, sweeping toward this place.

Zhuo Qiuyan, who had been lying on his lap, suddenly flung her eyes open, sprang upright with a thump, and stared fixedly at Fu Sanshan.

The three walked for an entire morning before reaching the mountainside of Shu Mountain. Compared with the foot of the mountain, this place was already fairly broad; at the end of the stone steps stood an extra stone tablet inscribed with four large red characters: Shu Mountain Sword Sect. And the buildings ahead were extraordinarily grand — truly worthy of a renowned great sect.

If a few words could drive Qiao Lu away, that would be all the better for Taikesi.

"Enough, that's about right — let's go." Xiang Yang said in a low voice, then the Han Ling Sword was in his hand, and with one slash he cut toward Li Chen; but Li Chen, at his level, had no power to resist at all, and was beheaded by Xiang Yang's single sword stroke.

Over the next few days, Qin Tian was not idle; apart from the assessments, he also made some contact with the people in Yanhuang.

As for Yi Wanying, she had only known Xuan Chen for a short while, and was not yet at the point of feeling regret over his departure.

The next moment, violent rumbling sounds kept echoing all around; as the sounds rose, blood-colored mist across the sky rolled back with a roar, and during the churning of the blood mist, the entire Pure Lotus Demon Flame space finally could hold no longer and shattered completely.

Outside the city, there still stretched an endless encampment. Looking out, almost all of it was mercenaries' tents.

"Ah Bin got beaten up too? Ah Bin is a favorite in front of Fourth Master — isn't this offending Fourth Master?" The man who heard it found it a little hard to believe.