Because Nalan Die'er was blind, she could only anxiously grab Liehuo's arm, and she was also very nervous.
"It's alright," Liehuo said, glancing at Nalan Die'er.
"Yes," Nalan Die'er responded, nodding as she spoke.
On the outskirts of the mortal world, in a courtyard of moderate size, is the sign "Hall of Bloodlust".
A group of men dressed in black rode into the mansion.
"Greetings, Master. Today we have eliminated dozens of remnants of the Kongmen sect. It is likely that the Kongmen sect will no longer exist in Shanghai soon," the leader of the men in black said as he stepped forward.
Looking at Xia Zhiheng, who was sitting upright in the position of the hall master.
"Yes, has there been any news about the person the hall has been searching for?" He nodded in response, followed by another anxious inquiry.
That ethereal, demonic woman was his benefactor throughout his life, and also the person he was able to care about. Thus, he fought bloody battles to create a new star in the Demon City gang. He never forgot the words he spoke when he parted ways with Liehuo that day. He was determined to carry forward the Bloodthirsty Hall and wait for Wu Liuyin to return so that he could lend her a helping hand.
His strength is no less than that of the empty gate he once was.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, some time ago, scouts from the main city of Fandu reported seeing the person in the portrait you provided. He entered the Jue Wang Mansion, and hasn't been seen since."
Lin Feng replied. He was also very curious about what was so special about that woman that could make his master so infatuated.
After creating the gang, Xia Zhiheng had been sending spies everywhere to search for Wu Liuyin's whereabouts, but the portrait he provided was simply too unacceptable.
It was the blue-eyed, pockmarked face that Xia Zhiheng saw when he last met Wu Liuyin.
It would be one thing to spend so much effort searching for someone as beautiful as an angel, but to choose an extremely ugly woman is something that Lin Feng and everyone in the Phantom Hall can't understand.
"What?! They've gone to the Prince Jue's Mansion? Lin Feng, prepare the horses immediately! I need to go to the main city of Fandu myself!"
Upon hearing the news, Xia Zhiheng was immediately surprised, then looked anxious, as if he couldn't wait to appear in the main city.
Seeing Xia Zhiheng's reaction, Lin Feng felt that his master's quirks were quite strange, so he went to prepare the horses without saying a word.
The winter morning sun has an extraordinary ability to warm people's hearts, especially Xia Zhiheng, who seems to have found solace in his heart and is no longer as cold as ice.
☆、141 Searching high and low, yet finding nothing
On the way down the mountain, two figures finally emerged from the jungle.
Wu Liuyin looked at the endless battlefield and then turned to look at Nalan Ruo.
We've made it through.
With a touch of excitement, Nalan Ruo also breathed a sigh of relief. Traveling through the jungle all night yesterday was truly not easy!
After descending the mountain, Wu Liuyin took a shortcut to get there faster, but ended up getting lost in the wild forest. She had no choice but to keep going, not knowing what strange things might happen in the forest. It wasn't that Wu Liuyin was afraid or dared not go into the forest, but because of the spirit lock on her hand, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to protect Nalan Ruo. So she had no choice but to keep going.
It is naturally a joy to be able to emerge from this situation.
"Oh dear, these old bones of mine are really failing me. Let's quickly find someone to rest for a while."
Nalan Ruo sighed, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, and said somewhat impatiently.
I am indeed quite tired.
The two people were walking on the main road.
"Giddy up...giddy up..." A man riding a fast horse came towards them. He was so fast that he didn't even notice Wu Liuyin and Nalan Ruo.
Without dodging, they charged forward, directly facing Wu Liuyin and Nalan Ruo, showing no intention of retreating.
Wu Liuyin and Nalan Ruo quickly stepped aside.
"How did you ride that horse...?"
Nalan Ruo muttered something, and Wu Liuyin turned her head and glanced at Nalan Ruo.
"Alright, Grandpa, let's hurry on our way."
After saying that, the man on horseback suddenly grabbed his horse and let out a long "whoosh." The horse reared up and stopped.
Xia Zhiheng turned around and looked at the two people's backs, frowning as he thought, "Why does that voice sound so familiar?"
He couldn't help but turn around and ride back.
Nalan Ruo didn't say anything more and continued his journey in silence with Wu Liuyin. He had noticed these past few days that his granddaughter had a bad temper and didn't like to talk to people much! He couldn't help but feel resentful about how Wu Yao had raised his granddaughter.
"Miss Liuyin?"
An excited, tentative sound reached my ears.
Wu Liuyin and Nalan Ruo looked up.
Wu Liuyin looked at the person on horseback and replied calmly, "Xia Zhiheng."
Without saying anything else, just that, Xia Zhiheng jumped off his horse, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands and said, "It is Heaven's blessing that Zhiheng has met his benefactor again. Please accept my bow."
Xia Zhiheng was extremely excited, and his worried heart finally settled down. It was truly a case of finding something without even looking for it!
"Miss Liuyin, it really is you! That's wonderful! Zhiheng has been looking for you for many days, and I've finally found you!" Xia Zhiheng looked at Wu Liuyin with excitement, removed the bamboo hat from his head, and his eyes seemed to be glistening with tears.
"Don't get excited."
Wu Liuyin was caught off guard by Xia Zhiheng's actions and quickly returned.
Nalan Ruo looked at Xia Zhiheng, who had suddenly appeared, with a dissatisfied look in her eyes, probably still remembering what had just happened.
"Boom! Charge!" Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves and soldiers' shouts rang out from not far away.
The three looked at each other and quickly ran towards the direction from which the sound came.
On the battlefield, Murong Fanghua confidently led his 200,000-strong army toward the Fandu military camp, certain of a great victory.
"Charge!"
A shout awakened the hearts of countless soldiers. The soldiers of Shanghai, who had been resting and preparing for many days, were ready to go.
One drumbeat rouses the spirit, a second drumbeat resounds, a third drumbeat reaches the heavens; when paths cross, the brave shall prevail!
Su Xijue glanced back at the group of stragglers from Fandu, who were starving and still half asleep. In terms of morale, they had already lost to the soldiers from Modu.
"Soldiers, for the glory of Fandu, for our homeland, let's charge!"
With a roar from Su Xijue, the soldiers perked up and charged forward. With the God of War of Fandu leading the way, what did they have to fear?
On the battlefield, amidst fierce fighting and shouts, the braver of the two armies prevails.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, but the earth was already ablaze with blood, rivers of blood flowing freely.
The prosperity of a land is sown with blood, and the peace of a continent is also bought with blood. However, rivers of blood can only maintain peace on a continent for a few decades. When the world is unified, war is inevitable!
Su Xijue and Feng Yuleidian fought their way out of the encirclement of Shanghai.
Seeing is not the same as fighting head-on.
"Feng, immediately lead your soldiers back into the city, close the city gates tightly, and do not open them for anyone who shouts."
Su Xijue shouted at the nearest wind.
"Master, if we're going to retreat, we'll retreat together..." Feng's words had barely finished when...
"This is a military order, and military orders are absolute. Retreat immediately, quickly..."
Su Xijue roared loudly, brandishing his broadsword as he fought against the surrounding Shanghai soldiers.
Feng Jian glanced at Su Xijue, then resolutely turned around and led the remaining soldiers to retreat into the city.
Before the city gate, Su Xijue rode a fine horse, a large sword in his left hand. After a gust of wind, he looked imposing, but his face was weathered, his eyes were bloodshot, and his stubble covered his chin...
His deep eyes stared directly at Murong Fanghua, who was catching up from not far away.
"Su Xijue, you've lost. From this day forward, you are no longer the God of War of the Mortal Realm, the invincible God of War, hahahaha..."
Murong Fanghua looked at Su Xijue at the city gate with a confident expression and said in a mocking tone.
"As long as I, Su Xijue, live, I will not return defeated, even in death."
Su Xijue stared at Murong Fanghua, his eyes icy cold.
"Hahaha... You have guts, but I won't let you die. I will defeat you, imprison you, and slowly torture you. I will not only defeat you and win Fandu, but also win Liuyin's heart. In all the world, only she is worthy of me, Murong Fanghua, hahaha."
Murong Fanghua's face was full of arrogance and conceit.
"Since that's the case, there's no need for further words; let's settle this with a single battle."
"Very well, if you defeat me, Murong Fanghua, I will withdraw my troops immediately; if you lose, all will submit to my Demon Capital Continent."
Murong Fanghua was a man of his word, and he always kept his promises.
"good……"
After Su Xijue finished speaking, his entire body erupted with purple spiritual power, and a powerful spiritual pressure suddenly arose.
☆、142 The Fall of the God of War
Murong Fanghua was equally unyielding, unleashing purple spiritual power from his body, seemingly on par with Su Xijue.
Suddenly, the two leaped into the air and charged at each other. Two intense purple beams of light collided with a 'boom' in the air, fighting fiercely. In an instant, one beam of light crashed straight down to the ground.
With a loud "boom," a large crater was smashed into the ground.
Murong Fanghua landed slowly, looking down at the people inside the pit.
"Men, take the God of War of the Mortal Realm under guard and bring him back to the Demon Capital."
After he finished speaking, everyone was astonished. In just a few moves, the God of War of the Mortal Realm fell.