Chapter 140

138、The Relics of the Plague and Mourning God (1/2)

“Brother Daoist, go tell those Spring Plague Ghosts you’re willing to go home with them.

I’ll wrap this thought-thread around you and distribute it among my brothers.

When the Spring Plague Ghosts take you home, we’ll follow you—‘hitch a ride’—and go with you to the Fig Village.” Zhou Chang wrapped the thought-thread around Xiao Dahu and spoke to him.

Xiao Dahu looked down the road leading toward Bai Guo Village.

The path ahead was dark, as if concealing the unknown.

“Yes, tonight I only wanted to kill Laini—he’s long had improper designs on you, and I can’t leave such a danger near you.” Gaiya nodded; he knew he couldn’t truly avenge Matu Village now, and all he could do was strive to strengthen himself.

This trial land tests a martialist’s potential. Once inside, all external aids are stripped away, leaving only one’s original cultivation and ordinary qi.

What? Xiao Yu was startled, immediately yanking back her spear and striking again like lightning, sweeping with a storm of wind and thunder across the demon spirit’s waist.

This may seem hands-on and diligent, but if you’re always on the front lines, how can you reasonably manage the company’s overall strategy?

“Hmph, what are you daydreaming about? Fix that she-dragon, then I’ll give you a gift!” Serene shouted from below.

Serene exhaled slightly, relieved that Gaiya had left; she stepped out from the treetop canopy, silently cursing that bastard several times, then, as if venting her anger, prepared to return to Elmo Academy.

If the broader educational environment doesn’t change, Penguin Tech will eventually decline in my absence.

The Lord of Shenhuang City’s expression turned remarkably complex—he could clearly see that Lin Xiao was still a post-heaven body, and the aura emanating from him belonged to the tribes of Yunmeng Mountain.

Many players looked forward to this game, anticipating the thrill and madness it would bring.

Of course, had any other sovereign faced such a terrifying attack, they would already be dead.

The passage was deep, but fortunately, the oil lamps embedded in the walls provided faint light, enough to see clearly.

The Huo family had once been a dazzling presence—anyone who bought a car knew Huo Auto.

The Gong family of Emperor Palace Group? That was the pinnacle of aristocracy—no family was more aristocratic than the Gongs.

Yu Sheng flushed crimson with embarrassment, punching and pinching Jiang Gezhi’s chest, her expression adorably coquettish.

So everyone grew restless, urging and coaxing him to bring the child out for a walk today.

The Purple Blood Thunder Peng was now wrapped in crackling arcs, its feathers flaring open, radiating a dazzling, multicolored light as it directly resisted the thunder.

“She wasn’t always bad to me—I remember once she took me to the market, and a cyclist bumped into me; she got into a fight with him.”

Such a young man must have some background—perhaps someone is deliberately targeting Xuanjian Sect.

Moreover, the affair between Princess Yuezhao and the Wen family had become common knowledge throughout Jingcheng; precisely because of this, the Wen family, fearing Princess Yuezhao’s retaliation, cruelly sent Liu Siyan away, and Wen Xiuyi even hoped this would appease Princess Yuezhao.

The sudden scene sent a sharp pain through Sun Wanner’s knees—crashing hard onto the cement road, the pain was unimaginable.

When demanding the Gu family conceal Gu Yuchen’s origins, they were so forceful; now they’re willing to humiliate themselves completely, pretending the whole thing never happened.

The narrow-faced, monkey-featured man had heard rumors that the Nine You Holy Land had recently produced a Nine You Queen Consort, but that queen consort was even more mysterious than the You King himself, so he didn’t believe Xue Fanxin could be the Nine You Queen Consort.

The sky instantly darkened with dense clouds, black and oppressive; occasional flashes of lightning, heavy with pressure, made people shiver uncontrollably.