Chapter 91: Reunion

On the way back, the journey felt far better than it had on the way there.

Although Gu Zhuo now had one more person to look after in Xie Lin, there were so many people around that she was completely at ease no matter what she did, and there was no need to worry about petty thieves or pickpockets.

At six o’clock on the third evening, the group got off the train and headed straight for the guesthouse.

Since the army had already called ahead to make arrangements, their check-in went very smoothly.

In those days, guesthouses only had shared rooms.

But if one could live a life far better than that of people in other countries without having to work, then what motivation was there to study hard? As a result, many people were unwilling to continue attending school.

Chen Jing drew upon immense power to perform a second leap in midair, using sheer force to tread upon the air and fly toward the edge of the magma, landing atop a ruined building.

But Old Man Zhang did not dare let Li Xun arrange his funeral. He was truly afraid that Li Xun would take his ashes and use them to grow flowers.

After all, Black Acheron felt that using White Acheron's life to trade for the lives of every expert present was far too uneconomical.

It had originally been a discussion of the Black Yin Ghost King's calamity against China, but it turned into a quarrel with the neighboring nations. Ever since the Northern and Southern Continents merged, the Americas had become the same way, and everyone was used to it.

"I've already had the people outside prepare the teleportation array. As soon as it's activated, I'll sense it within my body, and then I'll take all of you out of this border prison." Long Hao had made thorough preparations for this trip.

Tang He was very optimistic about this young man. Young, full of spirit, and with great potential—if he was not to be won over now, when would be the time?

But after thinking it over, she still could not decide what they should call them, so in the end she could only have them call her Auntie.

Wei Qingfan shook his head, turned away, and left without waiting to be taunted here. He stepped out to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the white curtain of rain outside, sighed, and amused himself with Hehe for a while.

Wei Qingfan selectively introduced many details to her, such as buying a house, the love story of the original owner, Zhang Dongdong, the neighbor next door, and Zhang Yuanping.

I stood frozen in place, looking up at the monster that had burst from the ground like a towering pyramid, and my thoughts seemed to break apart.

"That man won't let her off easily. It looks like we'll have to wade into this muddy water too," Luo Luo said.

Moreover, more and more things were continuously gathering toward it. Watching these converging things, I was astonished. I realized that they seemed to be the blood and vital essence of those dead people.

When they stepped into the Mist Forest, even Li Naixin could not help being utterly shocked. If the spiritual energy of the demon realm in Xi Ni's world was a thousand times greater than in his own former world, then here it was ten thousand times greater than that.

"Father, Xi Chu's third prince, Xiang Yan, has personally arrived with an embassy and brought a great quantity of betrothal gifts," the second prince, Bei Minghong, reported to the ruler of the Northern Ming Kingdom, Bei Mingtian.

The moment Qin Hao appeared, the ancient tree that had brought him before the ancient stele immediately recognized him. It stared at Qin Hao in uncertainty and let out a low cry.

But looking at Yang Jiandong's pale, weary, and sallow face, I suddenly felt that at this moment, the man sitting beside me was not a young man in his early thirties at all, but an old man with snow-white hair.

It was an ordinary day in the capital. No, perhaps it was a little unusual, because the wind and sand were heavier today. Such strong sand and dust were rare in the capital, and there were noticeably fewer people on the streets. Even those who did go out wore masks and hurried along.

"I'm helping you find traces of Ma Songquan so that Mr. Fan and I can know where you went to meet him," Luo Luo said.

Taking his gaze away from the Eye of Heaven, Qin Hao flashed and appeared directly where the many spirits, birds, and beasts from the Water Moon Secret Realm had once gathered.

Her pulse was a little disordered, but fortunately there was nothing serious. She let go of his hand, rose onto her toes, and straightened the crooked hat on his head.