Chapter 149: The Abandoned House

"Traveller, do you feel tired? Would you like to come over and sit with me?" Sightless Toven said with a smile, "Don't you think the scenery is lovely?"

Vider looked at Toven in silence. Nothing had changed; Toven was the exact image of the one in his memories.

Short black hair, arms so emaciated that the bone joints were clearly visible, sunken eyes, and that unchanging smile.

No matter when he saw Toven, he always wore a smile as he walked.

Xin Ye smiled, graciously accepting Zhang Fei's correction while simultaneously asking why Fatty Zhang had suddenly started acting so serious.

There were no superfluous movements on his body. His voice was a soft murmur, sounding like a question, and yet equally like talking to himself.

"Then your grandfather once told my grandmother's fortune. He predicted her lifespan, and it came true. He also mentioned some modern technology, like mobile phones and the like," I said.

Wu Kai wore a rigid expression, ignoring Lord Gao entirely, and cast his gaze directly upon Qin Hui, who was struggling bitterly on the ground.

In other words, that imperial army would take anywhere from five or six days, to over ten days, to reach the Zhu Family Village.

The car twisted and turned from one road onto another, finally parking on the side of the slope near the middle. Zhang Xian was woken up inside the car by Jin Shitou, who was driving.

"How many people like you are there?" Hearing Li Tao's words, Wang Haoyu's eyes lit up as he continued to ask.

Clearing his throat, Zhang Xian bore not the slightest trace of underworld aura. Given that none of the company's employees did either, Seohyun's father had actually felt somewhat apprehensive before coming. After obtaining the address of Zhang Xian's company from Seohyun, his heart had been rather fluttery.

Chen Qiang had been on guard long ago. The moment they struck with a palm, he had already stepped out of the divine pagoda, and with a wave of his hand, the pagoda closed shut.

He would never return with the executioner's blade. Having slaughtered in all directions, his hands were already stained with the blood of his fellow sect disciples, and he had been spurned by them. Even if he were not punished by the Enforced Law Hall with the crippling of his entire cultivation, there would simply be no standing for him within the Profound Heaven Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Li, can you tell us now where your sister is?" Zeng Hao's eyes flickered as he glanced around. Seeing that only the three of them remained here, his heart sank involuntarily as he spoke.

"You should get up first! We can talk about master-disciple matters later; the martial arts competition is still at hand!" Li Yunfei sighed softly, then said to the drunkard. For a moment, Li Yunfei didn't quite know how to react; no matter how he thought about it, he felt as though he had been played with.

Xiao Ao did not know where Chen Yidao had run off to, but he knew Chen Yidao's phone number. He placed a call to him, and after finding out where Chen Yidao was located, Xiao Ao took Shangguan Dadi to go find him.

"What on earth is this Enchanting Maiden's identity? How could she possess such status alongside the Xuanyuan Divine Chief?" Feng Le listened to the conversation between the two while pondering secretly to himself.

Looking at the equipment scattered all over the ground, gleaming with various colors on the sandy soil—because of the recent PK, many of them had been yellow-named or red-named players—the sheer quantity of equipment left on the ground after their deaths was truly spectacular.

"Compared to you, what does going to work even count for? Exactly where are you? I'll rush over," Zhang Siqi said.

"What a bizarre atmosphere!" Looking at this realm of his own, Lin宇 felt a wave of lingering dread. This tranquility, profound enough to breed the urge to retreat, was something he found rather difficult to withstand.

At that moment, Tianmiao recalled the physical bodies of the Azure Dragon and the Fire Phoenix residing within his spatial sleeve, and could not help but speak up.

Gu Xi followed behind Su Wuxuan, watching as she walked and wiped away tears along the way. His brow furrowed even deeper. He wanted to step forward, but was afraid of causing her even more distress, so he could only silently trail behind Su Wuxuan.

She was certainly no great figure; fifteen minutes was enough for her to figure out all the stakes and consequences. She could imagine no further. The water was already boiling fiercely, and at this moment, pinned upon the chopping board, she could only subconsciously choose what she believed to be right. In truth, there was really no difference between her and Wen Mengbing.