God power
When hearing this word for the first time, Yue Jinghua only felt his eyelids twitch.
She seemed to have touched the boundary of something, but for a moment, she didn't know exactly what she touched.
This is the first time Yue Jinghua has heard about the real power of God in the Eastern Continent.
Before coming to the Canglong Continent, Yue Jinghua was a typical atheist, but after coming to the Canglong Continent, too many things happened around her that cannot be explained by manpower, so she had to believe that gods or demons do exist of.
Temporarily throwing his messy thoughts aside, Yue Jinghua listened to High Priest Wu Mo continue talking.
"With the help of the Snow Totem, I froze my wound to prevent the injury from spreading, but it also froze my profound strength at the same time. The teleportation array teleported us to a wasteland, and I also froze because of exhaustion. Passed out. When I woke up, I realized that due to lack of experience, Wu Yun was tricked into signing a beast deed by a wanderer who passed by along the way. After that, we were sold to Long Zhan The Colosseum of the Empire," that's all the old priest Wu Mo knew.
As for where the group of mysterious forces came from, and why they broke into the undisputed polar ice region, Wu Mo couldn't tell.
"Perhaps, their intrusion has something to do with the legend of the Temple of the Goddess of Snowstorm. It is said that there are rare treasures hidden in the Temple of Goddess of Snowstorm," Wu Mo could only guess.
"Grandma, that must be a scam. The temple is just a dilapidated stone house flooded by wind and snow," Wu Yun pouted.
Seeing that there was no other news from the snake girls, Yue Jinghua gave up and ordered the people in the Colosseum to unshackle the snake girls and prepare another car and horse.
Before leaving, Yue Jinghua remembered something.
After walking out of the cell, Yue Jinghua found Ji Yun, who wanted to slip away, but was stopped by Yue Minzhi and Salman.
Seeing Yue Jinghua approaching, Ji Yun turned around with a stiff face, and said in embarrassment, "Brother Yue, what are you going to do?"
"I would like to bet and admit defeat. Thousands of people in the Colosseum have heard it. Could it be that brother Ji can't afford to lose?"
Ji Yun trembled, lowered his voice, and said in a volume that only he and Yue Jinghua could hear:
"Yue Jinghua, don't put your face on the ladder. If you embarrass me today, I will return it to you ten times in the future."
"What, brother Ji, what are you talking about? I can't hear you loudly? Brother Ji doesn't like to wear underwear on weekdays, so he came here with bare thighs?" Yue Jinghua pretended to be dumbfounded.
She turned up the volume, and every corner of the Colosseum immediately echoed her words.
Ji Yun was so angry that he almost couldn't hold back his anger, he glared at the Yue brothers and sisters with great resentment, was dragged by Qing Zizhu, and left the Colosseum dejectedly.
Yue Jinghua smiled all over her face, cupped her hands at Yunlang, waited for a car to arrive from the Colosseum, settled Mo Wu's grandparents, and then got up and left the Colosseum.
Seeing the figures of everyone from the Yue family leaving, Yun Lang looked thoughtful.
I saw another person walking out of the corner.
Just now, neither Yue Jinghua nor Yue Minzhi noticed that there was another person besides Yunlang in the corner.
This person is like air, hidden in a corner.
"This person can't stay," Yun Lang murmured.
The man nodded, smelling the faint smell of blood wafting in the wind from the Colosseum, Yun Lang had no sad or happy face, and couldn't see any sadness or joy.
"Jinghua, we found a treasure tonight," Salman said as he sat on the carriage with a happy expression on his face.
Tonight, he stomped on Ji Yun and Yun Lang, and got a few more precious Shepherd Snakes. The harvest is really not small.
"Brother, you and Salman will escort a few snake girls back first. I want to go to the tavern. Mrs. Fenxiang said earlier that she has prepared a new wine. I want to try it," Yue Jinghua said without saying a word. He sat on the carriage in a low voice, and when he reached Linlan Street, Yue Jinghua stopped the carriage suddenly, and jumped out of the carriage alone.
"It's late at night, you've finished your work, come back earlier," Yue Minzhi couldn't help but ramble a few words, Yue Jinghua begged, and then sent Yuefu's carriage away first.
On Linlan Street, you can occasionally see a few drunks, and some of them recognize Yue Jinghua, "Master Yue."
Yue Jinghua didn't answer either, she didn't go to the tavern, instead she walked into a dark alleyway where you couldn't see her fingers.
The houses on both sides of the alley have already rested.
The alleyway was pitch black, but for Yue Jinghua, it was unimpeded.
In the middle of June, it was already summer in the imperial capital, but at this time, Yue Jinghua felt chills all over his body.
A feeling of suffocation as if submerged in water followed her like a shadow.
Instinct told Yue Jinghua that something was wrong.
From the moment she and the people in the mansion stepped into the carriage, a terrifying gaze stared at her.
No matter how the carriage drove, she couldn't get rid of it. In order to ensure that her brother and Salman would not be implicated, she had to lie and send them back first.
The footsteps stopped abruptly, leaving only a dead end ahead. Behind him, the sense of urgency that was chasing after him still did not disappear.
"Are you a friend of the Assassin's League?" Yue Jinghua felt the needles on his back. This feeling was murderous.
She had noticed this aura from Guo Ziyu when she was angry, and Xie San who was killed by her.
It's just that tonight, the murderous aura emanating from this person is much stronger than the previous two.
Could it be that the Alliance of Assassins already knew about her killing Xie San, and sent assassins who were more powerful than senior assassins to chase her down
A shadow was cast on the road in front of Yue Jinghua, and a figure appeared.
It was a thin, tall man, he didn't have exaggerated muscles, nor did he have a threatening aura, he had a holy pattern that Yue Jinghua had never seen before.
It was the first time for Yue Jinghua to see such a beautiful holy pattern.
Every stroke and every painting of it is perfectly outlined, the color is accurate, and the brushwork is neat. On the man's shoulder and neck, the holy pattern is pieced together to form a lifelike Yama wolf king.
A name jumped into Yue Jinghua's mind.
Although the man didn't say anything, Yue Jinghua already recognized his identity.
Among the four major forces on Linlan Street, the one who sees the head and tail the most is "Ming Lang."
After coming out of the Colosseum, the person who stared at Yue Jinghua was Ming Lang.
As the name suggests, the Ming werewolf has a pair of golden wolf pupils. He looked at Yue Jinghua in front of him as if she was already dead.
"You want to kill me?" Facing the thick and almost suffocating murderous intent, Yue Jinghua slowly took a step back.