Chapter 147: 145, Wang List

145、Wang List (6K, 1/1)

The sky’s light was dim.

The Black Waste Valley was littered with chaos.

Broken stones and yellow mud spread wildly; withered trees and wild grasses mingled among them.

After the Li Qi Ghost Bone Arm shattered the mountain tomb, the bricks and stones of many graves that had sealed the demon were dragged up by mud and debris.

Zhou Chang leaped and darted across the scattered boulders amid the muddy flow, gradually drawing near to the deep hole left behind when the ghost bone arm retracted, at the center of the collapsed tomb.

At that time, she had silently thought to herself that this brother was truly considerate, but now looking back, Gu Meiren and that brother were truly… unusually… alike.

“I only just found out myself, Director Song!” Lei Yunchun smiled bitterly—he spoke the truth.

Precisely because he had so many children, he simply couldn’t manage them all, which led to what happened afterward.

Even though electricity had been installed, the villagers still didn’t know what satellite TV was, let alone wireless internet.

After speaking, Yun Yeyao smiled faintly at Liu Hang, who shyly stayed silent, continuing to listen to his account.

“Angry?” Gu Chen stroked An Xiaoxiao’s head as she sulked, curled up on his chest like a child, smoothing her hair.

Gu Chen closed his eyes as if he’d made up his mind, took a deep breath, then spoke words that nearly made An Xiaoxiao choke on her own saliva.

“Don’t panic—these remnants may not be targeting us.” Xiao Rang scanned the countless restless remnants with his spiritual sense and said sternly to Tong’er and the Emperor.

Su Shan faintly sensed that Lian Shuo and the others must be doing something extremely dangerous, otherwise they wouldn’t be so secretive. Cutting off all contact and sending Han Lianyi here was meant to keep her far from danger.

Life’s fortunes—whatever is meant to come cannot be avoided! Even if I wish for nothing, it’s merely self-deception.

Li Ningyu then ordered: “First platoon, hold Black Cliff Mountain. Secure every high ground along the pass. If even one foreign soldier appears, fire immediately—no need to report! But wait until they draw closer if possible!”

“Brother, wait for me!” Zhong Qing didn’t want to share a room with that lump and immediately chased after him.

Meanwhile, the four rushing toward Xiao Rang all halted, paused briefly, then turned and vanished in an instant.

Qi Zhen stared blankly after hearing my words and Chang Qing’s, then kept shooting us looks of grievance and confusion. Ge Hong, unusually silent, merely studied me and Chang Qing with strange eyes.

When he uttered the word “death,” Qiu Shaoze’s entire body became as sharp as an unsheathed peerless sword; that chilling killing intent alone could stop many in their tracks.

Then Duan Tong naturally helped Li Ningyu change clothes, but Li Ningyu wasn’t idle—perhaps to repay her, he also helped her undress. Duan Tong’s gentle movements, her fingers brushing his skin, made Li Ningyu nearly groan aloud.

Wan’er had stayed by Li Ningyu’s side for a long time, but she had only ever shared shallow encounters with him; Li Ningyu had never fully claimed her.

Her parents still embraced and wept; her senior brother was fighting far away, never imagining that trouble had erupted behind him—no one would forgive him so easily.

“Tell me,” Ji Shiqin looked at the boy with pleading eyes. “Where did you go these past five years? What did you encounter? Can you tell me?”

“Brother Liu, don’t rush—look over there!” The green-eyed man halted the one-eyed man, though a strange glint flashed in his eyes—he had clearly noticed Tang Wanru bustling about.