Chapter 130: Xue Youjun Declares War on Lin Hui

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"Senior, you... shouldn't you be on duty? You can't..."

"Don't speak..." Lin Hui stroked Fang Wenxuan’s pale cheek with a heart full of anguish. Pulling Fang Wenxuan tightly into his arms, he whispered, "I was only away from you for a few hours... how did you end up like this?"

Fang Wenxuan, whose body was oscillating between chills and fever, felt a sudden sense of relief and security in Lin Hui’s embrace. He instinctively burrowed deeper into Lin Hui’s chest, his eyes fluttering shut until he finally drifted into a deep, unconscious slumber.

Lin Hui brushed the damp hair from Fang Wenxuan’s forehead. Seeing him clutching his abdomen even in his sleep, he reached out and gently stroked the area.

Upon arriving at the hospital, the doctor performed an examination, and then—

As for Mo Zijia, the expression on her face remained complex. Her gaze drifted past Li Changlin, looking into the room, lost in her own thoughts.

At this moment, Liu Muzhi’s mind seemed even more chaotic than Wei Jie’s. He spoke incoherently, at times questioning Wei Jie and at other times muttering to himself.

"General, are we just going to do nothing and hide in this Stone City like cowards?" Tong Meng glanced at Zhang Xiong before speaking to Wei Jie in a muffled, gruff voice.

It must be understood that a connection exists between a hero’s true self and their avatar. It is precisely this link that allows Hua Yinyan’s avatar to inherit certain talents from her original form; it was through this very talent that she had just controlled Hua Ruotong and manipulated the vast expanse of rosy light.

Professor Cai possessed genuine expertise; he spoke eloquently and at length, effectively clarifying everything Li Changlin had intended to convey.

These demonic spirits and monsters had been trapped here for countless years, having long forgotten the scent of blood.

This time, Emily did not simply take the songs from the fatty’s phone. Instead, she called him every day for a casual chat before asking if the songs were ready.

After speaking, Emily turned and walked away. She had suddenly made a decision: she would accompany the fatty to the colony planet, if only to see him off.

In an instant, an indescribable, piercing pain flooded the Dragon Man’s heart. His face twisted, his expression turning ferocious, and his aura shifted in that very moment, his strength transcending the Heavenly Rank to become that of a grand master in the Sky-Reaching Realm.

It was feasible; after all, there were few people here, and it could be considered a dangerous location. Plus, given their own high level of cultivation, it was easy to defend and difficult to attack—they wouldn't be easily surrounded and overwhelmed, would they?

With that, the old man moved. His figure fluttered, lunging toward Ye Yingfan with lightning speed.

The path ahead was blocked by two fallen trees. Tang Quan and Tang Yue both let out a scornful laugh before raising their weapons.

"This guy, is he cheating?!" Ouyang Hang’s eyes were filled with jealousy. Frustrated, he slammed his fist against the armrest of his chair and spat out with bitterness.

Li Shen had been in the Tang Dynasty for some time now and had come to understand the rigid order of precedence and social status of the era.

This was no mere battle; it was a colossal meat grinder standing in the midst of the starry sky, and it seemed that everyone who approached it would be drawn in and shredded to pieces.

On the table before him lay a black token, inscribed with the characters "Martial God Order," which shimmered with a faint red light.

Su Ge clearly saw a red glow erupting from the swordswoman Yue Xueyi’s body. In that single instant, it signified that she was burning through the very essence of her life force.

However, to his surprise, Su Yu’s expression did not change in the slightest, as if she had known about this all along.

People are prone to wishful thinking when they act, and Li Shen was such a man. He had been told by his mother that his name was given to him by an enlightened Taoist priest, who had warned his parents that this child must be cautious in both his words and his deeds in everything he did.

The demonic shadow surged forth from the sea of fire and smoke. Its hideous form and massive size filled the vision, and a terrifying pressure struck directly at the soul, making one’s body tremble uncontrollably, leaving no thought of turning to fight.

The black-robed youth looked quite smug at these words and remarked, "This man’s physical shell is decent enough; it should suffice for me to raise another true evil spirit."