Chapter 130: Big Brother, I Really Am Useful

Seeing that the senior brother beside him remained utterly composed, with even a hint of mockery in his every gesture, Li Kai clutched his severed arm and wailed in anguish.

“Senior Brother, save me, Senior Brother! We’re not both going to die here today, are we? I haven’t married yet—I’ve never even been in love, Senior Brother!”

“What are you panicking for? Isn’t there hemostatic medicine in the bag? Hurry and...”

The one in the middle sank into despair at the sight. A deep, resonant sound rumbled from his throat, terrifying as a demon’s roar.

This was because a teleportation point could not be established too close to an enemy nation. Otherwise, should a war go badly and enemy forces seize the teleportation point, everything would be utterly ruined. Thus, every city where a teleportation point was established also had to be protected by a vast army, at enormous expense.

“Then I’ll leave it to you, Lord Wei. When they wake up, tell them... tell them...” Su Su faltered, at a loss for words.

“By the way, do you have any companions? Would you like to form a party together? We happen to be looking for teammates.” Sena would never forget the main business; it was also one of the reasons she had helped Rong.

It should be understood that although Qi Lianjun’s unannounced visit showed Zhang Qihang tremendous respect, it was, strictly speaking, somewhat discourteous.

So what if his family was having a little financial trouble? What of it? Everyone could think of something. Surely they could help him earn a few hundred a month.

That even someone like Pang Ji could cultivate into a Second-Rank Great Confucian and refine a spirit of righteousness was simply an insult to the word “righteousness.”

If there truly were a method that surpassed sheer strength and could restrain the demon race, that would be better than anything.

There was no one else to help, so Su Su had Xin’er keep an eye on the noodle stall while she lay facedown on the table, preparing to catch up on some sleep.

“Spare others when you can. You are puppets to begin with—what kind of good end do you think awaits you in the future?” Seeing White Crane Daoist being tormented by that man, Perfected Azure Profound’s expression darkened as well. Although he understood the principle that one should not provoke trouble when at a disadvantage, he still could not help speaking up.

After gripping the treasured saber and swinging it a few times, Cheng Feng discovered that he shared a strange communion of mind with the weapon. Following his instincts, he circulated the route of the Moon-Refining Saber Technique and sent divine essence into the divine weapon. Within a radius of roughly two meters around him, a vacuum magnetic field formed, emanating from the treasured saber.

Ji Wu heard yet another unfamiliar term. The undead spread its wings, soared high into the air, and vanished into the void.

Linghu Yichong darted around Ding Mian, his long sword stabbing out repeatedly. Ding Mian struck dozens of palms in succession, sealing off the momentum of Linghu Yichong’s sword. With a loud shout, he sent a palm strike flying from afar. The force burst straight through his body, making Linghu Yichong’s hair and clothes stream backward, while the space before him seemed to freeze solid.

Walker was already famous throughout the academy for his immense strength, yet before this man, he was astonishingly helpless.

Lu Yi gazed at the bright moon in the sky and closed his eyes. The beauty of those bygone days would never return.

A great tree stood in the courtyard. Its leaves rustled loudly, swaying left and right despite the absence of wind. Countless leaves were shaken loose, detaching themselves from the branches and soaring high outward before scattering through the alleyways and across the streets.

After all, there were no ropes. Having observed the surroundings, Lu Ming decided to descend the mountain at the place he usually used to go up and down.

Seeing that neither Xu Yixuan nor Madam Yu seemed intent on harming her, the tension she had been holding onto gradually eased.

Skeleton Ghost Li San collapsed with a thud, half-sitting in the corridor. His face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans streamed continuously down his skin. Trembling with fear, he knew that among the tools used by ghost-fearers, those for mental attacks were the most common—and also the most difficult to guard against.

Zhao Gao’s speech grew hurried. Compared with the rewards you could obtain by helping clear instances in a game, if you could truly assist newcomers with their transition-to-full-member missions at the Ghost Fright International Entertainment Corporation, the financial rewards and Nightmare Coins you would receive would certainly be vast.