Chapter Sixty-Two: Asking for Directions

I carefully recalled the events that took place in my dream.

"I don't think so. Didn't we follow them in several times? Each time, he collected a lot of materials, most of which were related to formations. It seems he's planning to arrange some kind of grand array. Still, they haven't escaped our control yet, so there's no need to worry too much," Qu Jing said with a faint smile.

"Xiong Qi..." Lilina sniffed the rose in her hand and looked up shyly. "Tonight, may I not attend?" With those words, she buried her head in Xiong Qi's chest, overcome with embarrassment.

"...Second Aunt, isn't that what you were saying..." As soon as I entered, I heard a somewhat familiar voice—hoarse and a bit shrill. Who else could it be but Zhang Hong?

"I saw it—bright red yet transparent, very beautiful," Chang Ning said sincerely. In her hand was a cup filled with that crimson liquid, and she thought to herself, the taste was quite pleasant.

Returning home through the snow, Father Lin and Mother Lin had gotten up early, worried about the snowy roads. When they saw Lin Xiaoxiao braving the snow to buy food, they couldn't help but complain: so much food was left over from last night—wouldn't it be more economical to just heat it up than to buy more?

As for Huanyue—could it be that beneath her seemingly unapproachable exterior, she is just an ordinary girl?

"You guessed right, but you no longer have time to warn anyone else." As he spoke, he tightened the mouth of the bag. Suddenly, everyone felt a powerful suction; it grew stronger and stronger, and those closest were instantly pulled inside.

"Roar—" The Drunken Wild Ape propped himself up with one hand, attempting to flee. Meanwhile, Chen Mingtong seemed not to notice, still drinking mouthful after mouthful of Ape White Liquor.

The others wore expressions of deep sorrow. Many of the dead had been their closest companions and friends, and now they were gone forever.

The remaining Qin soldiers, seeing the two carrying the straw mat out, slapped their foreheads in frustration, with a chorus of sighs.

Long Ying slowly sat back down, took a bottle of red wine from her room's cabinet, opened it, and filled her glass to the brim. This was her habit; she always liked to drink red wine in a full glass. Of course, when she did so, it generally meant she was very angry.

On one side, some began to climb the city walls; on the other, the catapults and massive siege crossbows launched their attack.

Holding tightly, Xuan Yue shouted, pouring all her immortal energy into a demon-expelling incantation that pierced Wu Yu's mind. Wu Yu, having fought too fiercely and wildly, was beginning to lose control of his spirit.

"Roar." Yu Chen let out a thunderous shout toward Lin Tianhua. Lin Tianhua, no fool, immediately realized that the Bear King was also Yu Chen in disguise. He clashed swords with his opponent, using the force of the recoil to dash straight toward the Thunderfire Bear King.

"You're welcome. I'd like to see how you plan to show your 'unwelcome' side. With just you worthless bunch?" Qin Ming strode over at this moment; when Keli and this fellow were arguing, he'd already sent a distress signal to the group.

But what did he say just now? Eat my chicken today, repay me with your life another day? What does that mean? Will he appear to save my life when I'm in mortal danger?

"It's just right for a battle with you!" Yu Chen's few words exuded a strong fighting spirit.