Chapter 53: An Unexpected Reminder of the Past, Sharing Three Springs in Quiet Understanding

Rain had long since soaked the earth beneath their feet. The instant Sanheng dropped recklessly to his knees, Guan Yin, standing nearby, wanted to reach out and help him up—the dynamic between the two people in front of him was profoundly wrong, so what on earth had happened?

A freezing voice broke the silence: "Get up."

Helplessness and disappointment were buried within those two words, leaving Guan Yin even more at a loss as to how to speak.

Liu Jiaoan detested when people around her tried to make her change her mind through such methods; this was not pleading, it was clearly—

Lantai's face was so gloomy it seemed capable of dripping water. His shimmering blue hair danced in the air, and a terrifying aura surged straight up into the heavens.

"The secret door is over there." Li Mengqin gritted her teeth and pointed a finger. Not far away, hidden behind a pantry door, the secret door turned out to be located right inside this very bedroom.

Her fair cheeks were slightly tinged with a delicate blush, and her originally immaculate hair fell in scattered, loose strands. Stripped of its pristine composure, a hint of wildness about her evoked an irresistible, lingering yearning.

After feeding the upper classes of Xiacheng, more than half of the food supplies were already gone. Xiacheng still needed to reserve some provisions for disaster prevention, leaving nearly forty thousand people at the bottom of society struggling just to survive on the brink of starvation.

"That's right. As long as you do your job well for me, I believe that day won't be far off," Ye Feng said offhandedly.

To be reborn in the span of a mere three months—could it be that he had struck extraordinary luck and encountered a stroke of supreme fortune?

One must know, Ling Xichu possessed a strength no inferior to that of his current master, Jin Zhengyhen. A violent, bloodthirsty aura, accompanied by an incomparable ruthlessness, instantly emanated from Ling Xichen's body.

Yet beneath that same sky, within Holy City—the largest gathering place for humanity in the Eastern region—the weather was cloudless and bright, with a blood-red sun hanging high in the heavens.

Glancing at the fellow's wretched expression and the wicked smirk curling the corners of his mouth, Chang Sheng instinctively retreated a few steps.

Following Wang Hui's command, tens of thousands of Red Alert soldiers, under the cover of Grizzly tanks and infantry fighting vehicles, slowly advanced from various positions toward the coalition forces.

Qinglong did not expose them, but instead sat down right beside them. For a moment, the only sound filling the space was the rhythmic clanging of craftsmen chiseling away at the stone walls—clang, clang, clang—sounding enough to lull one straight to sleep.

Hearing Ye Jinmeng's words, Jiang Mingchuan lowered his eyelids, veiling the flash of pain in his eyes.

He felt a deep sense of regret for having dragged Shen Weilai out as a shield back then when he broke up with Ling Baolu; otherwise, Shen Weilai would never have harbored such feelings toward him.

Zhang Zilong looked with a smile at the malevolent ghost before him. Indeed, he had done nothing; it was simply that a saint is inherently one who embodies the greatest merits of heaven and earth. Regardless of whether that person attained sagehood through merit, at the very moment of achieving the Dao fruit, Heavenly Dao would bestow upon them the merit of a saint.

"Hump!" Seeing Qin Yun's sycophantic demeanor, Chen Jifan assumed he had previously been sent by Chu Xiong to stall her, and let out a disgruntled snort.

"General Liao is no outsider; I shall explain it to you," Zhu Jun said, looking thoroughly troubled.

Yet the hospital's standards seemed rather poor, and the sanitary conditions were far from satisfactory, which puzzled her somewhat. She tried to prop herself up, but the moment she moved her arm, a stabbing pain pierced straight to her heart, leaving her too terrified to make another reckless movement.

To Strong Brother and the others, this sound was like a funeral bell, enveloping their entire beings in an atmosphere of utter despair.

Tang Yongzhi and his companions no longer defended with the reckless abandon they had shown earlier, charging outside the city gates. Instead, retreating within the safety of the gates and utilizing the advantage of the city walls, they paired up in twos to take turns attacking the demon spirit beasts attempting to crawl inside, making the task considerably easier.

Growing impatient from waiting, Kim Taeyeon, Tiffany Hwang, Choi Sooyoung, and the others simply hoisted Im Yoona up, forcing her to speak. Seohyun quietly followed right behind the rest, her eyes fixed intently on Im Yoona.