Chapter 133

Outside Changzhou City.

Wang Tianhe sat on the ground, holding a steamed bun in his hand, gnawing on it directly, while thinking about how to deal with the Second Prince and Old Li. After knowing the detailed situation, Wang Tianhe couldn't think of a specific way for a while.

After gnawing the steamed bun in his hand, Wang Tianhe picked up the water bottle and drank it in big gulps, just like drinking alcohol, drinking the water in the bottle dry in one breath.

Wiping the water stains on his mouth, he slowly opened his mouth and said: "Definitely not..."

At this moment, the distance between him and the Star Master was no more than thirty centimeters, and there was a danger of kissing at any minute.

After thinking about it, he walked to the side and sent a text message to Jin Bang, asking him to check Chen Mingzhi's background.

Lihen Heaven is worlds apart compared to the first four heavens. Lihen Heaven is misty with smoke and water, with fine rain drifting in the sky, the wind is cool and soft, the ground paved with large bluestones is wet, the railings are carved into lotus shapes, and willow trees gently brush the clear water bank.

The war is finally over. Of the more than 50,000 people in the camp, except for those who ran away, the rest were all sacrificed by the Qin army. The so-called "trapped beast fights," the Qin army's losses were also great, at least 1,500 soldiers would never see the scenery of their hometown again.

Within his own capabilities, Luo Yu is still willing to make certain sacrifices to help others.

Guo Jia always felt uneasy these days. He was very worried; he knew that something was going to happen, but he couldn't think of any loopholes in the city defense.

Two Supremes, this should be the last honor guard of the Pope of the Temple of Light. I didn't expect the Pope of the Temple of Light to hide so deeply, which is really surprising. But where is the Pope of the Temple of Light?

"Fourth brother, you'll be fine..." Several brothers stepped forward to comfort them. Although these people were fierce, the feelings between brothers were truer than anyone else's. They knew that the fourth brother's leg must be crippled, and even the brother's eyes turned red, while looking at the white-haired old doctor, hoping that there would still be a glimmer of hope.

Hua Qiandie stared at the rising mist under his feet gradually turning red, a flash of tension and horror in his expression, and he nodded silently.

"This... humph!" With a muffled hum, Tong Jiyan suddenly saw an ice-blue gaze sweeping over him through the layers of crowds. After shivering for no reason, Tong Jiyan saw Hu Luo Han, who had saved his life that night, protecting a young man of his own age walking through the courtyard.

Jing Yao was like a demon, controlling the sword like a dragon, the sky spinning and the earth turning; wherever the sword body passed, it spread a miserable blood color, and he managed to cut a bloody path by relying on illusion sword techniques.

After a few muffled sounds unique to sniper rifles, the heads of the remaining bodyguards exploded like smashed watermelons.

He couldn't see through Jiang Xianhai's cultivation. He had already thrown out three chess pieces, ranking in the Qian, Zhen, and Li positions. The fourth chess piece was cast in the Xun position, forming a simple four-square formation.

The sound passed through the air into Lei Lei's ears, and the eye sockets that were as red as a rabbit bent slightly.

And at this moment, a thread of blood flew by, and the person stripping the clothes was stunned, finding that his two hands were actually stuck in mid-air and not moving?

After all, no one stipulated that rookies couldn't have treasures. When she and Zhao Shengnan were at the second or third level of Qi Refining, didn't they also get immortal artifacts?

The reason is very clear; before coming, Fang Shan mentioned it to him, not only saying to let go, but also saying why he let go.

This kind of feeling of confusion should not appear in this young man; perhaps he experienced a lot when he was young. The fact that his father was killed by his uncle with his own hands is hard for anyone to accept, let alone being raised by the uncle who killed his father. How complicated the mood is, it is simply impossible to describe.

"It is an immortal cave. I went there by appointment with you, Lord Taihua. I didn't expect that there were traps everywhere inside. Uncle Lingyun also went together, but unfortunately he has already..." Saying this, Grandpa Song exhaled a long breath of turbid air and lowered his eyelids to continue drinking tea.