Plague Shadow 8

As if something had momentarily obstructed it, the Red Moon in Li Chen’s hand paused strangely in midair.

What was supposed to be a routine battlefield cleanup turned unexpectedly harrowing, as the loot dropped by the players taking the initiative to clear the field was even more terrifying than the usual monster drop rates. According to the Lingzong system’s design, when a player dies, not only might their equipment drop, but there was also a significant chance that unbound items from their inventory would fall as well.

“Deal with it as you see fit,” Yan Lian said, aware that Xie still held five taels of silver in her hand and wanted to help. She felt compelled to warn her: once entangled in gambling, it was hard to break free.

Just as I rejoined the team, I heard Bird Chief’s voice. Even someone as composed as myself couldn’t help but feel a bit helpless. It seemed the teasing emperor’s style was something that would never change in Firefly.

Luo Chen punched the air excitedly; where his fist passed, the sound of a sonic boom cut through the atmosphere.

“Good morning!” Luo Chen tilted his head to look at her. She wore a beige long dress, her hair cascading over her shoulders, her complexion like polished jade—fresh and elegant, like a lily after the rain.

Several hours later, Zhang Han, leader of the Snowfield Tribe, looked pale as he faced the formidable warriors from the Longning Tribe who had stormed into the tribe’s center. He never dreamed disaster would strike from the sky—an aggressive large tribe openly declaring war was something he had never seen before.

“That may be so, but we can’t just watch her fall ill with no one to care for her,” said one, stepping forward as another had just been turned away.

“Oh dear, earlier I was knocked unconscious—didn’t know by whom. I thought it was an ambush! Well... next time I’ll be more careful. Are you alright, Mang’er?” Liu Kaishan’s face flushed with embarrassment. He almost cost his son his life—how foolish of him.

However, judging from the stone corpse, the secret potion, though miraculous, was incredibly cruel. Once taken, the victim lost all consciousness, left only with the instinct to attack.

As the Qingyan Yuhuang birthday celebration neared its end, guests from various states gradually departed—reasonable and expected. Yet, despite comings and goings, everyone’s faces were filled with conflicted reluctance and sorrow, a peculiarity indeed.

Since giving birth to her son, second sister Gu He’s life had improved greatly. Lin Yaozu’s expertise in fruit tree cultivation, including grafting, had earned him some renown in Linshan County. Thanks to waterway transport, his fruit sales prospered, and he had accumulated considerable wealth.

According to Liu Qingquan, though the two gems originated from a foreign royal family, they were naturally formed. Few in their time knew much of their background or power. Since the two of them had obtained them, it must have been fate. If truly capable of calming the soul and strengthening the spirit, all the better.

Disregarding the veiled resentment and thinly veiled threats sparkling in others’ eyes—“You can shout louder if you want” and “Believe it or not, I’ll have the owner of Wanfang Tower deal with you”—I darkened my expression. Fortunately, the ‘Mao’ madman had left behind a good sum. Seeing he was a friend of the lunatic, I held back my anger, reached into my pocket, and tossed him a few ‘Mao’ bills.

A pair of delicate gold bracelets, perfectly round and brilliant, nestled in black velvet, emitted a soft, serene glow that inexplicably brought peace and calm to the heart.

Xie Zhongjin, eldest son of the Xie family, had sent assassins after Ban Huai. This baffled him deeply—when had noble conflicts become so crude and brutal?

He went to Gu Boshang’s home, greeting other villagers along the way, all of whom smiled warmly and greeted him.

At our slightest move, the red-eyed ghost flame wolves charged at us simultaneously from all directions.

Looking back now, the giant who created heaven and earth must have been Pangu, while the Supreme Lord Laozi was the true mastermind behind the reestablishment of this world and the fate of the Three Realms.

This battle was not due to the Turkic army’s weakness, but because Shen Lang’s strength had surpassed normal human comprehension.

After saying this, she waved her hand, gathering grandfather, father, brother, and her two beloved sons into the space.

Naturally, he was happy his son had returned. But as a father trapped in the role of a stern patriarch, he could only express his feelings in this awkward manner.

“Damn it! Shadow Sword, you’ve made Chen Yuan lose face, and he won’t let you off!” the Father of Gods said harshly.

Xia Jiuyang’s eyes flashed coldly—she had murderous intent. If Jun Qianye dared lay a hand on Green Luo, Xia Jiuyang might well annihilate them all.

The description immediately brought to mind Cao Cao’s sinister, cunning smile—the image of a treacherous hero.

Shi Zi had once thought the king was at most dim-witted and incompetent, but now it seemed that for one occupying that throne, incompetence was the gravest flaw.

“Don’t blame Chen Yuan! Kill! Kill!” The double-bladed orc warrior shouted again and again, each cry louder than the last—clearly rallying his troops with courage.

Yan Chixia raised his hand and pointed. The Xuanyuan Divine Sword immediately unsheathed, splitting into two, then four, and instantly multiplying into hundreds of flying swords under his command.

Once this inner sect assessment concluded, Lin Fan would return to upgrade his Dragon Kingdom, establish an imperial dynasty, and unify Qingjian Prefecture.

Or rather, Wu Ding would never marry her—after all, a king could not avoid producing heirs to inherit the throne.

The sudden storm vanished, and a canopy of multicolored light enveloped the sky. Though her pupils were already unfocused, making her vision unclear, she could clearly feel herself being shielded.

Wei Qiutai smiled bitterly upon hearing this. “If we attack Youzhou Commandery’s city, wouldn’t that be openly declaring war on Youzhou?” Engaging the Youzhou government troops directly was not what Wei Qiutai desired. If he truly wanted to annihilate Li Wang’s forces, he need not have waited until now.

Unfortunately, he was not by Da Liu’s side when he died, and so naturally, he was unaware of this matter.