The four lotus swords returned to the sea of consciousness, and the murderous aura that permeated the protrusion quietly dissipated.
On Li Wei's system panel, a string of numbers lay quietly.
[Abyss Essence: 2.13 million]
She looked at the string of numbers and instead of feeling ecstatic as she had imagined, she felt a sense of emptiness and regret in her heart.
Damn, why did you run away?
Just a dozen seconds ago, she was still daydreaming.
I fantasize about making 10 million today, reaching the realm of martial immortal in one step.
Although, the fact that Wu Xian needed 10 million essences was purely her own guess.
But, even salted fish have to have dreams, right?
However, just when I was having a great time, the abyss monster suddenly ran away.
Wu Xian's sweet dream lasted less than half an hour when Li Wei was awakened by a basin of ice water.
[That's... that's it? ]
Although Li Wei had only been there for one day, she had already heard a lot of combat common sense.
Both the officers and soldiers of the 52nd Group Army and Qin Lan had told her about it.
Whenever the Abyss Monster launches a large-scale offensive, it will take at least several days and nights.
But why is it so careless this time?
[I haven't even had enough fun yet, and you're already done???]
Li Wei looked at the direction where the last abyss monster disappeared, subconsciously raised her arm and stretched out the "Erkang Hand".
That posture and expression were just like Liang Shanbo sending Zhu Yingtai off, looking back every few steps, as if he wished the eighteen-mile journey would take him a year or two.
That state of mind, that reluctance, is just like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl parting, gazing at the Milky Way with tears in their eyes, wishing they could weld the Magpie Bridge in the sky shut.
But what is different from her state of mind is...
"Victory!"
"The monster ran away!"
"We won, we won!"
"The captain is really '666'--!"
“Yes, 666——!”
Deafening cheers spread from the battlefield. The officers and soldiers of the Fourth Battalion and the Ninth Army shouted and jumped, venting their ecstasy of surviving the disaster and winning.
Overhead, a large hole appeared in the heavy leaden clouds, and the long-lost sunlight poured in, casting a golden glow on the entire battlefield.
The whole world was celebrating, except Li Wei, who felt her heart was bleeding.
Gradually, the noisy sounds around her brought her thoughts back to reality.
She finally felt that her arm was being tightly grasped.
It’s Qin Lan.
She was staring at him without blinking, as if she was a god descending to earth.
Li Wei slowly turned her head and gave her a smile that was uglier than crying, still muttering.
"Why did you just...run away?"
"So fast, so short..."
"Sea Urchin, we're not done yet!"
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At night, at the headquarters of the Third Warrior Army, in the office of the commander-in-chief.
Zhang Yansheng stared at his father with a very serious expression.
"Jiang Xue's strength is unusual. Are there any martial immortals who have doubts and want to investigate?"
Zhang Luye shook his head somewhat confused.
"How would I know? She's only been here for a day, so the news won't spread that quickly."
"Besides, I've been in charge of Western Xinjiang for several years. I usually deal with Yun Heng... Uncle Yun. How can I know what other martial immortals are thinking?"
"Anyway, I don't think Yun Heng has any feelings for her... Huh?"
But before he could finish his words, he was stunned.
Zhang Yansheng noticed his father's expression changing and immediately asked.
"What's wrong?"
Zhang Luye recalled.
"On August 30th, Xiang Tianming called me and asked me to keep an eye on Jiang Xue."
Zhang Yansheng's brows tightened.
"The head of the Shenxiao Sect, the 'Thunder God' Xiang Tianming, who is ranked sixteenth on the Martial Immortal Ranking?"
Zhang Luye nodded.
"Did he say anything to focus on?"
"No," Zhang Luye shook his head. "The weird thing is, he called me the next day and said he was drunk the day before and said some nonsense, and asked me not to take it seriously."
"I asked him what he meant yesterday, but he hesitated and just said he had something to do before hanging up."
After listening to this, Zhang Yansheng narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers unconsciously on the table.
Zhang Luye saw that he was putting on a serious look, and felt a little impatient, and was about to stand up.
Zhang Yansheng immediately called out to him.
"dad!"
He seemed to have made some kind of decision.
"When I was little, you told me that thirty years ago, it was Grandpa and Gu Xunzhang who discovered that Kirill of the Arctic Alliance intended to betray humanity, and that's why they led him into the abyss to be surrounded and killed."
"As a result, Kirill had already colluded with the Evil God of the Abyss, which resulted in the death of Grandpa and the injury of Gu Xunzhang."
"How did you know about this?"
"I remember that at that time you were at the Darwin Line in Australia, supporting the White Eagle Federation in the battle, and you weren't in Western Xinjiang at all!"
After graduating from Wuhan University, Zhang Yansheng did not stay in Xinjiang for long, but went to the imperial capital to develop.
Over the past twenty years, he has met Zhang Luye only a few times.
In his memory, his father's image is always majestic and tall.
Later, Zhang Luye became a martial immortal, and this filter became increasingly heavy.
So much so that he never doubted the words he heard as a child.
But in the past month, especially after coming to Xinjiang, Zhang Luye's inherent image in his heart has been shattered.
Now when I think back to what I said back then, I feel that there are doubts everywhere.
Zhang Luye's neck instantly turned red when he heard his son's repeated questions. "Why, could I lie to you?"
Zhang Yansheng ignored his anger and only focused on the most crucial point.
"I just want to know how you knew what happened back then!"
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