Chapter 126: No One Is Better Than Him

Lin Lu’s heart pounded, and by reflex she spun to run, but the man was quick of eye and hand and caught her at once.
Lin Lu was pulled beneath the big tree at the side.
“What are you running from?” the man sneered at her, his gaze as if mocking her for overestimating herself.
“You’ve spent the past year out in the world living so carefree and free, yet do you still remember there’s someone in the hospital still in a coma…?”

With their current power, drawing on energy to fly brings them little strain. Behind Xiao Yan rose a pair of tremendous flame wings, a sight deeply imposing. Yousuo raised wind arts, his feet stepping on the void as though he stood on nothing at all. Even more dazzling was Thunder, who, with his foot on the Thunderclap Sword, flew through midair, flinging up sprays of lightning.

The man on the sickbed had been unconscious for a day and a night; the doctor said that if he failed to wake today, he might never wake again.

Masked bandits can afford to be spent, but a full battalion cannot. Every extra minute we remain here adds another layer of danger to the larger force.

He had at last guessed his identity, but why send the score anyway? If he knew, then someday this melody would become enemy music, would it not? Yet she did not throw away that “enemy tune”; she quietly tucked the music score away, even though she understood that not every wait ends in sweetness.

If the overall strength of the Starlight Mercenary Company is not improved to some degree, it will be very dangerous to face the Blood Wolf Mercenary Company again.

As soon as those words were spoken, Old Liu went quiet immediately, and even volunteered to take on the role of scout. For this, Lai Canghuang gave Song Duanwu a thumbs-up, while that fool, Song Duanwu, summarized it all in a single sentence.

“In that case, our mission this time is to send provisions to the camp of Chouluan’s troops at Jiayuguan,” I said.

A cold hand pressed against his back, and then he felt a warm surge of refined power flowing into his body. Before he advanced in rank, the power Chuxue had lent to Guo Lin had been like a roaring, towering wave. But after the promotion, it felt like smooth, quiet water. From this, one could see the change in him.

Several ghost-headed dragons circled above Ling Yu’s head and refused to leave, repeatedly diving down and then quickly ascending again, as if trying to snatch Ling Yu out from the low clumps of grass and trees. Their wings whipped up savage gusts, carrying an unspeakable briny stench that made the dead woods crackle and roar, while leaves fell in showers like flakes of snow.

Sensing human scent, the numerous giant rats kept battering the huge iron gate. Even if a powerful expert were to hold it in place, he could not stand his ground for long. Moreover, under one of their impacts the iron gate had begun to slowly warp, milky paint peeling away in flakes and revealing the silvery iron beneath.

The aroma of chicken broth drifted out of the house, along with the grateful compliments from the sent-down youths for Qin Hongfen.

He knew he ought to apologize to Yunxi for the light flirtation he had just used, and he ought to keep the promise she had left him to fulfill, but it was not the right time to speak now—there were too many people in the carriage.

Two currents of true energy, both of the fire element, collided. A huge flame suddenly leapt from the point of impact, then turned into a black plume and vanished into the sky.

Seeing that everyone’s reaction was not in the direction he had expected, Cheng Long barked out a fierce shout on the spot, shattering that raw, heart-piercing sentiment.

Qin Feng held back his restless urge that wanted to “expose” the “System,” and then, involuntarily, he let out a small sigh of relief mixed with a tinge of fear.

The ice mountain slowly melted away. Liu Boran glanced at the body of the mad monk; after he was certain no further changes were occurring, he turned and walked toward Chu Xiu and the others.

Still, after that a long stretch of time passed. By the time this rabbit had grown so old it could barely move, and the rabbits of its own age around it were either buried in tomb earth or swallowed by other beasts, it still had not absorbed again that moon essence that makes one’s soul feel elevated.