Chapter 150: The Righteous Gets Evil, Xiezhi, Someone

Wu Wang reached out and pulled Xiezhi up from his bent-over stance, watching him with a teasing smile.

"What a coincidence, Brother Xie! What are you doing here? I thought I was the first to enter the 【Hidden Map】!"

This made Xiezhi feel awkward.

Because this place is the 【Ai Gu Yi Ruins】.

Logically, no one except members of the Strange Affairs Bureau should be able to reach here.

But now, Yan Shuangying's appearance means—

"It's simple enough—just go up…" Mo Chen's words died on his lips; he'd almost just blurted out that very thing.

One step forward, Mo Fan reached the edge of the training ground; one step further, and he'd enter the 【Bound Heaven and Earth Array】.

Anni watched the message on her phone and could easily imagine He Yushu's tone as she said it.

But in this regard, the green-haired youth was overly worried—Zhao Lei, the camouflaged giant, wouldn't go that far.

The black hilt bore scales like those of a dragon, increasing friction, and was slightly longer than a standard hilt; even with both hands, one might not fully grip it.

Qin Shaoyu left the film set and walked back to the hotel with Bao Ruitong; it hadn't snowed these past two days, but it was still cold.

Meanwhile, as the standoff continued, a shadow slipped silently into the array—the frail figure seated in meditation looked up in shock.

Besides being fatter than Zhang Wei, this guy had nothing notable—he was about the same height as Zhang Wei and looked utterly ordinary.

Everyone sucked in a breath; this man looked more and more like a… a capricious lunatic—one moment smiling, the next knocking someone unconscious.

"It's… it's fine, they'll just talk about it online at most," Luo Hong comforted them—and herself.

"Sorry, I don't want to be friends with you!" Cheng Lingzhi's pretty face was cold, her eyes brimming with revulsion, as if she'd just seen a pile of shit.

Tai Shi Ci stood seven feet seven inches tall, with a handsome beard, long arms and superb archery skills—his arrows never missed.

Dai Li paced back and forth in the cave like a caged beast; suddenly, he snatched up a helmet, slammed it on his head, grabbed a Thompson submachine gun, and strode out.

Currently, the Hu Lie Army still holds Datong and Taiyuan; Shaanxi has been handed over to Zhe Yanzi's Northwest Army—first establish this three-way stalemate, or else civil war will spiral out of control.

Huang Kui gazed up at the blue sky and white clouds; the sun had already dipped westward, its light no longer blinding. His eyes suddenly grew hazy, a faint mist swirling within, then vanishing instantly.

At the door stood a group of flashy young people, not very old—around seventeen or eighteen, likely students of this school. The speaker was a bald man, currently smoking a cigarette while shouting inside.

He turned back and saw her in a white robe, pure as snow, untainted, her grace ethereal and elegant like orchid, lily, and magnolia—standing there, she was so beautiful he couldn't look away.

Seeing the booklet, he understood—and regretted it; he regretted having mentioned the 【Lingyin Seven Chants】 in the secret passage, which had brought trouble upon Xie Liuyun and the others.

The people around Ao Yu burst into laughter; apart from the furious Buddhist sect members, others also smiled faintly—for the Immortal Realm, the Buddhist sect was always an enemy, even if not the greatest one.

"Doctor Cheng," someone knocked on her office door, interrupting Cheng Lingzhi as she reached for her phone.

"What do you mean? I don't understand your words," Bu Lei narrowed his eyes, a look of confusion in them—he truly didn't grasp what Yang Chen meant.