Chapter 56: Both Brave and Unafraid of Death

"Junior Sister Si, do you have any idea of the value of this Shattered Star Orchid?" Hua Lianyi asked, frowning as she looked at Si Nansheng.

"I know, Brother Qixuan told me roughly."

"Then why did you still give us so much?" Hua Lianyi asked, puzzled.

"Because you are good to me, and you've always taken care of me. You've never treated me like good-for-nothing just because I lack spiritual roots. Besides, I'm a good child who knows how to be grateful."

Si Nansheng put her hands on her hips, lifted her little chin, and left Hua Lianyi...

Dongfang Chen stood outside the door wearing a well-fitted suit, featuring broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs. With his perfect golden ratio, he looked just like a male model stepping out of a fashion magazine.

Wen Xin packed her luggage, only to find it pitifully scant—just two suitcases. As she stepped out of the Wen family mansion, she saw a black sedan parked at the entrance.

From Fengcheng in the Vermilion Bird Empire to the edge of the energy shield of the nearest Misty Forest, traveling day and night without stopping even with the finest steed would take five full days.

Naturally, considering the practical needs of the Restoration Army, about twenty thousand young and strong men among the refugees were selected to join the reserve sequence. Their families also gained the opportunity to farm in collective manors under the banner of the New Restoration Society, which could be considered a disguised form of welfare.

"All of you, grip it properly in your teeth! Don't you usually hold your cigarettes the same way? Why can't you hold this now? Use your strength, even if you break your teeth, you must hold it!" Zhao Feihao roared like a tyrant as he stood to the side.

"I know." Calmly ignoring the gazes coming from both sides of the street, Ye Xue lightly tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear.

What was there to cry about? No one said he wouldn't take responsibility for her—wasn't she willing? Did she have someone else she liked in her heart?

Holding his burning, stinging cheek, Liu Bin looked at Liu Mingzhu in disbelief. Just when everyone thought he was going to fly into a rage, he suddenly dropped to his knees.

"What are you doing? You lunatic, are you crazy?" Xia Zimo dodged, his strength was so oppressive.

Wen Xin looked at the photograph. She was already at her wit's end, and now there was a scammer making trouble here—things simply couldn't get any more chaotic!

The crutches had begun to feel agile in his hands. Although it was still strenuous, it was already much better than before.

Luo Tian hurriedly pulled Lan Yun into his arms and asked in a low voice, "Lanshang, it's me." Feeling Lan Yun's body trembling slightly, he quickly released a fireball nearby to raise the temperature in the air considerably.

Luo Tian said in a low voice, "I'm here." He had many things he wanted to say, but upon seeing the demonic beasts surrounding them, he didn't know where to begin.

"Alright, from now on, the three of you siblings must support one another." Mother Han placed their three hands together. These were all her precious treasures.

Next, he treated the injuries of two female deer and a wild goat, put leashes on them one by one, and only then let out a sigh of relief.

Ji Dongming's death appeared on the surface to be the poisoning of the Crown Prince, but in reality, Ji Dongming had also been used by others.

After the Necromancer departed, a grey-black light flashed across the undead in the Black Woods, and they vanished into the forest. On the ground remained some shattered undead bones, stark white and looking extremely ferocious.

Ran Wei and Su Zijin sat at a table by the window, sipping tea while looking down at the bustling street below.

Even after living two lifetimes, the people who genuinely cared about her could still be counted on one hand. Regarding this, Ding Yezi had no choice but to come to terms with it.

Wu Di and Onyxia being invited into White Light City as distinguished guests clearly did not fall into such a special category.

It wasn't the guard Kobolds; those Kobolds had weak attack power and were nothing like the ones inside the dungeon.

"So strong! He has already mastered the Water Spirit Art: Boiling. I wonder if I can reach this level by this time next year." This was Cao Jicong's thought, his focus entirely different.

In stark contrast to Mother Qin, Yun Qing芮 at this moment wore an air of serene detachment, as if she felt not the slightest bit of anxiety.