Chapter 41: Desperate Flight

"Xiao Ruo, don't stop! Keep going!"

Su Yanqing seemed to have foreseen this, giving the calm command.

"Understood—"

The few guards accompanying Jiang Zhuo had already been arranged by Su Yanqing to secure the rear, riding together in the carriage behind. At that moment, the sound of arrows whizzing through the night air was heard, and the group of pursuing enemies fell from their horses one after another.

"You knew beforehand?"

As the speed of the carriage increased, it began to bump along the journey.

"That student, what is your name?" Professor Tan pointed at Bajie, who had just walked in through the door.

"It's rare that we are classmates, care to get acquainted?" The boy with dyed yellow hair looked at Mo Xi with a smiling expression.

As for the human-character token, it granted entry for one month, the earth-character token for half a year, and as for the supreme divine-character token, it allowed entry for as long as a millennium.

Rumors regarding Dark Lord Chen were overwhelming, and no one had ever heard of anyone by his side. Never had they expected that this time he not only came to the Fox Tribe, but also publicly revealed his companion.

At this moment, the area around Ghost Deity Mountain was practically like a bloody hell. Countless ghost spirit kings were descending, frantically searching the mountains and fields for powerful living entities.

The Emperor forbade her from going; what could she do other than add to the chaos if she went? Now she could only trust the abbot. Uneasy or not, they had to wait; news of life or death would eventually arrive.

"My brother is missing again. Never mind him, I want to discuss with you about exploring the Water-Green Mountain Range." Xu Shanxao shook his head helplessly.

"Military Advisor Bo Pi... has already withdrawn into Huaiyuan County along with General Yan Qing," the intelligence soldier replied tremblingly, cold sweat streaming down his cheek to his chin and dripping onto his hands, not daring to utter any redundant words.

Ever since her previous carelessness caused everyone to take a huge detour, Xiao Chanhuo had learned her lesson through bitter experience. The exact same mistake must never be made again.

More chains were seen extending out, and in the blink of an eye, they entangled all the disciples of the Fiendish Ghost Hall, dragging them toward the web of chains.

"I didn't kill your Black Python Emperor; it was the elder under that crazy woman's sect who did. If you want revenge, find her, not me!" Jiang Feng said with annoyance.

What on earth is the master using the Holy See's light magic for? Could it be the "unsealing" spoken of by that senior?

This restaurant was named "Vast Beyond the Chu Skies," which Mo Tianwei had heard of before—it was Senior Brother Lin's property.

He was dazed for a moment. If it hadn't been for seeing his own large tea mug sitting on the table, he would have truly thought he had walked into the wrong room.

Fortunately, fortunately, he had woken up. After lying in the ICU for over a month, he finally woke up. She had taken a long leave from the hospital to take care of him, doing everything personally—wiping his face, shaving him, and washing his body every day, never letting anyone else touch these tasks.

Hearing her words, Mo Beichen's heart couldn't help but rise, while at the same time feeling fortunate that Jun Qingge was there.

"What are you laughing at? This is a show after all, and I can finish it brilliantly, guaranteed to shock the whole audience." Ji Qingyuan glared at the two of them.

She lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed to wash up—wait, why was there a pink condom on the carpet? What was going on here?

Before Jiang Feng could finish his sentence, he hurriedly closed his mouth, his expression extremely startled, staring wide-eyed at the young man.

Mo Chuxi gave a light chuckle, succinctly uttering three words, then raised his eyes to glance at Wen Qing standing on the side.

Next, Liu Bei and Xu Shao drank together until midnight. In the middle of it, Zhang Fei barged in, shouting and demanding to know why he wasn't included. Liu Bei and Xu Shao immediately covered his mouth, telling him to hush.

Immediately afterward, the worried look on Li Hai's face instantly turned into astonishment. According to logic, upon receiving the cloth, the old man should have been pondering how to measure the two of them and arranging to make clothes. But the old man simply stroked the black cloth in his hands with full affection, looking as though he were caressing his own child.

Generally speaking, a professional esports team has extremely strong adaptability, and one must constantly guard against potential issues arising in all three lanes.