Chapter 145: I Can Start Over With You
Wen Xiujie remained where she was, staring blankly at Shangguan Yinchun. She had known for a long time that she had lost to Wen Yueqing; she had merely been deceiving herself. Now, at last, her heart was completely dead.
“Big Brother Shangguan...” she whispered through her tears, which slid down her cheeks.
The half of her face struck by Wen Yueche was still flushed red, but compared with the pain in her heart, the pain on her face was almost unbearable by comparison.
She did not raise a hand to wipe away her tears. She merely lowered her head...
“Bright Moon!” Fusheng was delighted to see Mingyue enter, but with so many people in the room, he felt embarrassed about being too affectionate and merely called out her name.
The area around the Heavenly Dragon Hall had been designated a forbidden ground by the Five Tigers. Whether outsiders or members of the Five Tigers Sect, no one was allowed to approach the valley. Anyone who violated the order would be killed without exception. Thus, hundreds and thousands of years later, as the Heavenly Dragon Sect grew increasingly powerful, this valley containing the Heavenly Dragon Hall became known among the people of the Five Tigers Sect as a forbidden place, one they dared not enter.
Within Sunset Peak, Chen Fei brought his four brothers there together with Wang Peng. After all, Elder Kaiyang was not someone of the same level as them. Though he treated Chen Fei and the others with great courtesy, they had little in common to discuss, so they came to Sunset Peak instead.
That evening, Tang Weiwei chose a towering ancient tree as their first campsite. To ensure they could sleep well nearly twenty meters above the ground, White Cat even gathered branches and leaves to build a makeshift treehouse. At least they could lie down to sleep, though turning over was impossible.
The faint voice was like a basin of cold water, dousing the fury in Yun Ao’s heart. He gazed dejectedly at his elder brother. The utterly emotionless look in his brother’s eyes made him wonder bitterly whether he truly was so insignificant that even mentioning him failed to stir the slightest expression.
Director Cheng’s project had finally been completed. The villagers who had gone out to work had all returned, each of them beaming with delight. They held money in their hands, ready to buy something delicious and some new clothes—and perhaps even consider investing in another side business.
The dead, at least, were free of all burdens; with death, everything came to an end. But the living could not be so fortunate. From that day onward, the gatekeeper developed severe depression, and he gradually began to turn twisted and abnormal as well.
“Lord Evil God, how could you trouble yourself over an insect like this?” Meixie desperately wanted to kill that “insect,” but with her lord protecting it, she dared not disobey.
Several other company employees had also come to receive him, but security personnel kept them all at the very edge. Seeing the scene, many passengers who had just left the airport began whispering among themselves, speculating that some high-ranking official had come to Yunnan for an inspection.
Long Yanhua stood beside him, examining him from every angle and marveling at how perfect his transformation was. Apart from his exaggerated muscles and light-blue hair, everything else looked virtually identical to a human’s. It could be said that his evolution had been flawless.
“Haichuan, what happened to the trees in this courtyard? Why is one suddenly missing? And I keep feeling as if they can move. Could we be seeing ghosts?” Tong Xiangxiu asked, utterly bewildered.
The force was enormous and fierce. The wave of fire that the Flint Monster had spewed toward Lin Yi was forced straight back into its mouth. It tried to resist the onslaught, but for the moment it was completely powerless against it.
For the first two days after Situ Yun arrived at the Khan’s residence, he did not see Tuoba Jie. Tuoba Jie had recently stopped living in the inner quarters of the estate because he missed Murong Lan. Instead, he had been staying in the house where Murong Lan had once lived. Today was precisely the third day since Situ Yun entered the Khan’s residence, and Tuoba Jie returned to the estate.
The pair of wings on his back had also grown far more lustrous. Faint golden patterns shimmered across them, making them look extraordinary.
“Now that we’ve found a temporary place to stay, let’s search the surroundings for something to eat. We should also gather some firewood. Hopefully, we can get a fire going before dark; otherwise, the night will be difficult to endure,” Lu Yu muttered to himself.