460: Chapter 456 The Northern Region soldiers pay their highest respects to Lord Divine Mosquito!

The snow in the Northern Territory had finally stopped.

The sky, perpetually dim, had uncharacteristically parted its thick layer of clouds.

A long-lost ray of sunlight pierced through the gaps in the clouds and shone down at an angle.

Chu Sheng hovered in mid-air, quietly observing the scene below.

The sunlight illuminated this scarred and battered land.

In the distance, more than half of the black giant wall—the first line of defense—had been reduced to ruins; on the broken walls and crumbling remains, there still lingered the long-dried...

A burst of urgent footsteps approached, accompanied by faint voices. The distance was too great to hear clearly, but this sent a wave of terror through Yang Jinxin. She hurriedly pressed herself back to the ground, scrambling down the mountain in a panic.

If not for the fact that Huo Chengjun had matters to attend to, and that they were still alive, they feared they would never return to Chang'an City. What did all those memories matter? Now, they only felt like duckweed drifting here; they couldn't even bring themselves to miss their former home, as that in itself felt like a sin.

"Your Majesty, look, I caught this leaf!" Her brilliant smile was like a ray of autumn sunlight, as vivid and warm as the leaf in her hand.

After dinner, Lin Yin returned alone to her room, "Huang Dingmao." The furnishings inside were the same as before, only much older. Lin Yin lit the oil lamp, shook the dust off the bedding, and was about to lie down. But just at that moment, she suddenly heard footsteps outside, seemingly approaching this way.

"You need not be nervous; I just wanted to ask you, did Elder Wei say anything else that day?" Xu Pingjun had gone to find Wei Xian alone, and Liu Bingyi was only worried about whether she had been wronged or if anything had been said to make her uneasy.

Back then, Dai Zhang had quelled the rebellion in Shu within a short period of time, and he had done it beautifully. Even now, years later, Shu remained prosperous, and no bandits, robbers, or local tyrants had dared to stir up trouble again.

After thinking for a long time, Hu Changhu still could not let Wu Xi go. Killing with justification was a method these people in power pondered every day.

"Then, the conditions the Master previously promised me." Xuantong looked at the two men in gray robes, saying with a face full of compassion.

"No, no." The black-clad man smiled and waved his hand. "I'm not usually like this. Today, it was because I heard that you, Senior Brother, intended to intentionally lose to me, which angered me. That's why I wanted to take the opportunity to teach you a lesson. Now it seems the rumors were not to be trusted; I have misunderstood you, Senior Brother." The black-clad man spoke very sincerely.

The two leaned against each other for a long while before reluctantly parting. They each lay on their own beds, equally unable to sleep. There was joy, there was happiness, but more than that, it was the anticipation for everything the future held.

Some time ago, Yunya booked a psychological counselor for her online, asking her to go for a consultation, but she refused to go no matter what, saying she was old and had eaten more salt than they had eaten rice.

For example, right now, the thing she wanted to do most was to take a knife and stab Jiang Zhunian a hundred or eighty times.

Yunya felt extremely uncomfortable, as if something was stuck in her throat. She couldn't describe this feeling and even felt like stopping Mingcheng from boasting about himself any further.

Soldiers from other city-states could see these people riding two-wheeled vehicles, speeding across the grasslands every day.

This time, they finally managed to ram the door open, although it was mainly because it had already been unlocked from the inside.

Enemies were everywhere; before opening fire completely, they had to further weaken their strength.

Both arms had no sensation at all, and the firearm and Belobog's hilt both slipped from their hands and fell to the ground.

Earn some money, strive to live a few comfortable years before the apocalypse, and that would count as having no regrets.

Old Li dragged his frozen legs to the rice jar to find some grains, then went outside and started boiling porridge with a handful of snow water. Just as he stepped out, he saw a vast expanse of white vegetable garden, as if the tears shed by the heavens had turned into grains of salt; one step out, and he sank in up to his knees.

"You will get what you want." The Root ninja said coldly, and after receiving Nonō's reply, he left.