Chapter 147: Heading Out to Claim Territory

It was uncertain when they would meet Li Hu again.

"Li Hu, Yueyue..." Wang Liqin and another girl, Zhou Jiajia, wept in each other's arms. Both girls knew that with their frail bodies, staying behind would only make them a burden to the group, and they were keenly aware of the awkwardness of their current situation.

...

Shell after shell continued to streak through the air, plunging into the sky-filling dust and smoke, keeping up the bombardment.

"Don't forget, you are only a man. If you become too arrogant, only death awaits you," Bai Yi said, looking at him with an expressionless face.

"That sounds fine. We still have the matters of the past to settle properly. That spot up there is quite good for a vantage point," Blood Butterfly said, pointing to the mountain behind them.

Walking to the mouth of the cave, it looked at the exotic flowers and herbs, used its claws to pluck a couple that were glowing, and then snatched a few non-glowing fairy mushrooms in its mouth.

Xia Ningyue gave a faint, charming smile, and after speaking, her gaze fell directly on him, as if she were waiting for his praise.

The two sacred birds carried the couple away from the valley, leaving behind nothing but a mysterious legend.

As Bai Yi walked and pondered, she thought, "No! Yulan!" She immediately ran to Bai Xiyan's courtyard to wait, unable to think of anything else, simply waiting.

It was Bai Yiyi. She had not left, but instead hidden herself in this place, deliberately suppressing her aura so that Wang Xuan would not be able to discover her.

Yu Qi finished packing her things and placed them into the Phoenix imperial carriage. As it happened, Yi Yun was also there.

"I wonder how things are at home now that we've disappeared so inexplicably," Xiao Yue said.

"That aura still hasn't moved; we won't miss it," An Ruo said, not letting go of Shi Kai and nestling into his embrace as she spoke softly.

The silent battle between the two became the spark for a chaotic melee. The Holy Lord of the City of Heavenly Wind wanted to step in and assist Mo Ning, while Shi Kai's people wanted to intervene to help him.

Seeing the expression on his face, as if he wanted to tear Dongfang apart limb from limb, Ding Guoguo knew that no matter what she said, he would not change his mind. To have his entire family wiped out overnight—who could ever forget such hatred? Even if he were to hack Dongfang into a thousand pieces, it would not be enough. It was just that she could not bring herself to agree with his way of seeking revenge.

Thinking this, Jiang Yunyao ran to a relatively secluded spot, quickly shed her clothes, set them aside, and jumped in.

The silver-armored youth finally made up his mind, stomped his foot on the ground, and his figure suddenly lunged forward, charging toward the seated Chen Luo.

The chess board lines, which had been forced into view by Shi Yunde’s pressure, gradually revealed themselves on the high-grade jade. The lady, who had been at a loss with the crystal, now had a look of pleasant surprise on her face.

"Big sister is looking for the young lady who was with you earlier, right?" The ghost child stayed far away from her, evidently wary of the baleful energy radiating from her body.

Although Nangong Li had lost the influence of Zhao Jingpeng, he still had his maternal grandfather, the first-rank general Xu Yunzhi. Ever since his mother passed away, his grandfather had spent years stationed at the border leading troops. Ostensibly, he never concerned himself with court affairs, but whether that remained true in the shadows, no one knew.

Fu Shenxing was aware of this matter, so when she told him that morning that she was going to the school to pick something up, he did not suspect a thing.

Opening her palm, Feng Ruoxue saw a four-leaf clover resting right in the center of her hand.

"Write down everything you know," Cheng Yu said. There was wine on the table; he poured himself a cup and drank it in one gulp.

This question truly stumped Jin Baishi. It would be easy to blow them up, but if Luo Meichuan were dead, from whom would he collect his money?

The several exotic beasts were covered in blood, and Mo Shou and Hong Fei were gasping for breath; it was clear that both sides had just fought a fierce battle.

Recalling this, Luo Yuan felt her emotions stabilize somewhat, though her heart continued to beat wildly.