Chapter 426: The Grassland Killer Appears

Xuancheng.

A city of moderate size.

With a population of three to four hundred thousand, it is the capital of a province.

Compared to overseas wastelands stretching a thousand li without a soul, Qi State is a great power of the age, densely populated; cities of this size, numbering countless, are commonplace. Xuancheng serves as a provincial capital not because of its prosperity, but due to its strategic location.

Within the province, there are many cities more prosperous than Xuancheng, yet none other can connect three nations.

For the past few days, Gu Muxsheng had been utterly bored—he couldn’t possibly go to school, so he spent his days wandering out, hoping to land a job capturing ghosts. Though he no longer lacked money, capturing ghosts remained his favorite activity.

After a string of over a dozen slaps, Zheng Ye finally fell silent. His already fat face was now swollen beyond recognition.

“Yes, I’m my younger brother—I’m Li Wei.” Li Junwei grinned, his eyes vanished in mirth.

If Chu Nan’ang found out I betrayed him, it wouldn’t just be me—he’d unleash a furious revenge on my entire family, the Su clan.

Buddhist doctrine and the human way are utterly opposed; for Xiao Ning to grasp this distinction is extraordinarily difficult.

Though merely countered verbally by Fan Shizong, Meng Nanfeng’s demeanor had lost all its usual composure.

She didn’t use active telepathy, but passive—she only needed to think it in her mind; no words needed to be spoken.

Dao slightly nodded, understanding. If that young man learned these seven were Zhou Bahu’s men, he’d surely come looking for trouble. Only by killing them could they avoid future problems.

So far, it appears Laimi starfolk have invaded Bilan Star, but their whereabouts remain unknown. With meteor impact sites so close to the competition grounds, who knows what might happen?

Due to the platform’s limited space, on other full-moon nights, the lame old wolf’s low status naturally barred him from attending. Now, after Yun Yifei and others slew many howling wolves, he finally had this chance.

“Youzi, quiet. We’re approaching the mission site.” Cheng Pansheng signaled everyone to conceal themselves, then swiftly and stealthily moved toward the sound of running water.

“Long Chen, you’ve dug yourself into a corner! Wake up!” Xue Ling’s voice suddenly exploded in Long Chen’s mind, jolting him into dizziness.

Moreover, Yun Yifei had backup—his storage bag held numerous low-intermediate talismans, equivalent to Foundation Establishment spells. Once activated, the enemy would surely be unable to resist.

Behind Hong Guang, An Bangguo had risen to his feet. When the man saw An Heyan being held captive, a flash of clarity suddenly appeared in his eyes—he seemed to remember something.

Furthermore, the envoy came to Panlong State carrying the Core Source seeking protection. It’s easy to imagine: the entire nation’s citadel glory barriers vanishing, leaving tens of millions facing demonic attacks.

Unconsciously, as the blazing sun blazed, July’s scorching summer arrived as scheduled—today was the seventh, the day the Huaguo University Basketball Midseason Tournament began.

Yun Lang focused solely on defense, aiming to repel the sand worms, while Yun Bai seized opportunities to fire arrows now and then, achieving modest success. The two worked together seamlessly.

Huang Zhen suddenly realized—no wonder Yunzhou sounded familiar; Su Muqing had once told him she was from Yunzhou.

Gu Changle said nothing, turned without looking back, walked to the bed, found no one there, then headed toward the bathroom.

Conversely, if successful, future deep-sea invasions would become mere routine—ordinary deep-sea creatures alone could never exert serious pressure on the front lines.