Chapter 308.3: Senior, You Must Go On To Live A Good Life
“What? You’re crying out in injustice for her? She helped you escape, and that is a betrayal to the Mind Free Peak. For me to let her die a painless death like that, is already the last bit of benevolence and mercy I can show her as her Master.”
Yan Po’s face darkened as she looked at that utterly dispa.s.sionate expression on the woman, like her heart had been burnt to ashes and could no longer feel, and went on to continue to speak.
“Ha. That is just preposterous.”
An ironic smile then came onto Qing Lan Fei’s face, her expression resolute. “Since that is the case, would I accept that to be my fate? Even if I am to die here today, I will never go with all of you.”
Upon saying that, Qing Lan Fei’s body was already speedily moving deeper into the tiny path, disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.
Yan Po’s gaze flashed with a sharp glint, her expression turning a little fl.u.s.tered. “Stop her quickly! Do not let her reach there!”
The group of more than ten men immediately plunged into quick and speedy pursuit when they heard that.
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On another end, Lou Jun Yao and his people had managed to dodge disaster as those spirit beasts who were sealed in ice only stirred some time after they pa.s.sed the area, breaking out from their ice prisons to attack the people.
And those spirit beasts did not seem to know exhaustion, like they had an inexhaustible amount of power.
Some of the people ended up being devoured by the spirits beasts as food when their energy gave out, till they were lucky enough to discover a door in the end. They pushed the door open to go in to hide, and saw that the spirit beasts seemed to be helpless against it, unable to get themselves in, and the spirit beasts’ attacks then slowly subsided.
Looking around at the people in there, where there was close to a hundred people in the beginning, barely twenty people could be counted at that moment.
The Dark Lands had a total of five people besides Lou Jun Yao himself, and they had lost one of their members.
The Hunters Guild had probably fared the worst.
They had brought the greatest number of men and besides Zhuge Xiong himself, there was only one subordinate to be seen, who had half an arm bitten off by the spirit beasts, the wound haphazardly bandaged after the bleeding was staunched, looking barely alive as he laid there unmovingly. If not for the faint rise and fall of the man’s chest as he breathed, people would have thought that he was dead.
They were all there in the same place now after experiencing a life and death battle and they did not have the heart to continue to fight anymore. The most important thing at this moment now was to stay alive.
The air in there suddenly became rather oppressive and suffocating.
“Young Lord, what should we do next?”
The woman with her long slanted fringe covering one of her eyes asked in a hoa.r.s.e and raspy voice.