Chapter 13141 — That Said, the Four-Team Alliance Still Suffered Grievous Losses

The Wolf God squad had lost three of its members.

The Skyburn squad had lost two.

The Elegance squad had lost two.

The Iron Wall squad had lost one.

Apart from Iron Wall, the remaining three squads had all been dealt blows to their very bones—the Wolf God squad above all, left with only Xiao Lang in the first position and one other in the fourth. Their squad structure had collapsed utterly.

Barring any surprise, today they would be the first to be eliminated for good.

The surviving fine hands of the other three squads wore no pleasant expressions either.

The most to be...

Xia Yongning, already on her way out, had no thought of turning back for an umbrella; she hoisted her handbag over her head and stepped into the rain.

At their head was Qingming, flanked by her four lieutenants—Shen Wulan, Xiao Jiaoteng, and Yun Ting—and behind them came forty-four Divine Sword warriors dragging flatbed carts.

"Henry says it's more like you pulled some trick. What trick did you pull on me?" Xia Yongning asked half in jest, though her thoughts were in turmoil. A trick? A game? She could not help linking the two words together.

She swept her gaze over the empty grounds, fixed on the spectator seats five hundred meters away, and darted off, vanishing among them in an instant, soundless and silent.

Ma Long turned his head and glanced out the window. Just as his mind wandered far away, the clear, calming strains of a guzheng drifted to his ears once more, as though smoothing away the resentment in his heart.

For Shen Fan and the others, the arrival of these three was undoubtedly adding frost to snow; it seemed a fierce battle was now unavoidable.

"She said on the phone that she'd already arrived ahead of time. Maybe she went to the restroom!" Mu Qinxue took off her sunglasses and looked around, her face equally puzzled.

"You—you..." Lone Wolf was seized by a wave of helplessness and could not speak. Luo Qiang was right there outside, and he feared missing the chance; yet on his own he truly could not deal with Luo Qiang.

"Motherfucker, what I hate most is a sneaky bastard working dirty in the dark—go to hell!" Luo Qiang cursed. Being surrounded had already pent up a bellyful of fury in him, and killing the jackal just now had vented a little of it.

"Whether you're the next head of the Cheng family or just an ordinary son, I like you. This life, I've settled on you!" Huang Wanyi said earnestly, even as she moaned softly.

After Lüqiao had swept and scrubbed the floor of the room clean, she waited until the two maids came to summon her.

There were many scientific workers in the alternate-dimension space as well; all had signed absolute-confidentiality agreements, and they took part in the construction work with a sense of honor.

Through their hands, more lives would be slain—such as the Death God's Light of the demon sword Beiyaluo's covenant.

Her voice was not loud, but it rattled on like a string of firecrackers, until at last the crowd turned strange looks her way.

Mainly, he sought Qu Beichen's advice on some questions of martial technique, and interacted with Yalan. Of course, he also exchanged a few words with Qu Jialan along the way.

In other words, the place where Beihe now stood was very likely behind the Longdong cultivation domain's encampment; to return to the West Island cultivation domain, he would have to pass through the entire Longdong encampment. And in the process, needless to say, it would be perilous in the extreme—one careless slip and his identity would be exposed, and he would fall into the hands of these Longdong cultivators.

Hearing the uproar behind him, Huang Mingyuan's long-honed sixth sense caught the danger, and he knew he had been careless; instinctively he dodged to one side. But the two were too close, and Yu Rang was a trained fighter as well. That blow, struck with pent-up hatred and bearing a sharp killing intent, came straight at Huang Mingyuan.

Setting other matters aside, within the Heavenly Witch City he could certainly find elixirs to help Zhang Jiuniang break through the Transcendence stage.

A savage look surfaced on Shen Ao's face. Clearly, at this moment, Shen Ao had already made some kind of decision.

And so it was that by the time Zhang Zhen left the breeding farm that afternoon, he had killed three armored bulls and five cheetah birds in all, and his experience points had filled twice over.

"So long as no one's hurt, that's what matters. Where's Mou Xili?" Though there was much he wanted to say, with Du Shasha present, he did not know what words would be fitting to say to Shangguan Tianlong.