Chapter 205: Flying Divine Eagle - Zhao Siyuan!

Two hundred li!

A full two hundred li.

After sighing, only one thought remained in his heart: throwing oneself into the tiger's den.

If he didn't run, he would be several hundred li away from the Nether Festival and might not necessarily be involved, but now that he was delivering himself to the doorstep, there was no one else like him.

Run?

Dou Changsheng dared not mess around anymore.

He was terrified that running away overnight would trigger an even greater disaster.

He was wrong; he was terribly wrong.

The Eternal Realm powerhouses of various major forces were floating in all directions of the island, each riding flying spiritual tools. Among them were cultivators from the twelve major forces, as well as experts among the rogue cultivators, all bringing their disciples to broaden their horizons.

It would be better to just follow along like this and see what else they would encounter. Whether now or in the future, this would not be a bad thing.

Ao Long nodded solemnly, lifted the Heaven-Opening Battle Axe, lowered his body, and immediately rushed toward Xiao Shan.

Alice shook her head vigorously: "Nothing?" Yet she quietly let her tears fall onto his back.

Kuluo shook his head and remained silent. He didn't want Alice to know too much about things like deceit. Compared to them, her heart was truly too young; she would never think of those things.

Waving his arms, Zhao Kang rushed toward Ling Feng explosively. The air exploded, full of dominance. His arms, covered in snake-like scales, slammed toward Ling Feng, causing ripples in the void to spread out.

Relying on the foresight of his rebirth, she already considered herself to know this world better than anyone else, but the various events happening now left her somewhat bewildered.

However, thinking about Xia Mu, she felt relieved. Although Ling Yao had already placed a seal on that Heart of the World, its cultivation was ultimately limited to the Eternal Realm and naturally could not compare to the Lord of Jing Tian, who was in the Reincarnation Realm. It was not strange that it was seen through.

Of course, now was not the time to discuss what was majestic or shameful, because at least the people of the Boyi Gang felt very majestic.

Xiao Yue nodded. She knew this, so she always paid attention to her nutrition to ensure that the child in her womb could absorb nutrients. This way, even if the child's size was different when born, it wouldn't be by much.

Feng Yihan clutched his chest and slowly approached the two, while Leng Yue secretly pushed against Feng Qiye's chest, but in return, the iron arm around her waist tightened even more.

Chen Xing looked at those needles, weighing them in his heart, secretly surprised, but did not speak.

Immediately, his skin had a prickly, itchy feeling, accompanied by bursts of pain.

Xia Hou Ce nodded. He did not like those who boasted; he liked people who did things. This time, the performance of Assistant Magistrate Li was very good; he did things in an orderly manner and was a capable official. Xia Hou Ce was not stingy about promoting such people.

Undoubtedly, Ye Tianyu was also moved at this moment, directly biting those sweet lips. Fang Jiaxue's face was already burning, her watery eyes quietly closed.

Of course, these were all rumors from other countries. As for what the Alfass Theocracy was really like, because no one was willing to come to this cursed land, it was impossible to know.

Da Niu glanced at Wanyan Wujin, knowing that if he argued with him at this time, he would definitely not have a good ending. As long as he didn't die, there would always be a chance to escape.

There were also many people who recognized the bride at the wedding as the Chinese international student who had caused a sensation in the French social circle back then—the high-achieving student Gu Meng who had received a marriage certificate with Guan Chenji.

Watching the sunset fall bit by bit, watching the golden light shift and recede in the mountain forests, watching this quiet landscape painting, Zhao Fuxin felt incomparably lonely and peaceful.

Of course, only he understood Chongshan's thoughts, but the nobles who had already formed a line, whether intentionally or unintentionally, left Yun Meng at the very end while walking, and no one even said a word to her. ===== CHAPTER 206 =====