The morning sun was about to rise and the darkness was going to recede. A fierce battle that had lasted nearly five hours finally came to an end. Light alternated with darkness. The sharp sword intent and violent fighting desire had not completely dissipated yet on the battlefield with a radius of thousands of meters. There was yellow sand everywhere in sight, rising and falling along the gust. Large numbers of flames and sand almost merged into one, burning constantly. The long night had just passed and the temperature in the desert should be the coldest at this moment. However, the hot temperature pervaded every corner of the battlefield, making everyone breathless. This was the sea of death of Zhongzhou State. Located in the southern part of Beijiang Province, it was the largest desert in Zhongzhou State, a nation covering tens of millions of square kilometers. The desert was best known for three things. Ruins, populus euphratica a

Different from the detached Sigh City, as the power center of the Zhongzhou State's Special Warfare System, Kunlun City was magnificent in both scale and atmosphere. Both built in a snow-covered land, Sigh City had a vast number of grand palaces, which were its most prominent buildings. Whereas Kunlun City was really a city. Kunlun City, was an area of dozens of square kilometers, located in the west of Mount Kunlun, between Qingyun Peak and Linggu Peak. It was nearly four kilometers above sea level and covered with perennial snow, but its scenery was not monotonous and the weather was not cold. Although it always snowed, it was a picturesque place with a pleasant climate and flowers all year round. This was Kunlun City, the most peculiar place in the whole Zhongzhou State. The sun set in the west. As the sun sank below the horizon, two figures were walking down the road on the eastern side of Qingyun Peak, which was covered with a blanket o

The Dongcheng Clan's ancestral temple was built halfway up the mountain, covering an area of about 1,500 square meters. On the gate archway was carved from right to left several characters, The Dongcheng Ancestral Temple. They were written by scarlet ink. However, they did not look bloodcurdling, but had a kind of heroic beauty. A stone drum was placed on both sides of the gate. Every detail of the entire ancestral temple was imbued with a clear simplicity and solemnity. Li Tianlan didn't want to come until he was completely clear about the purpose of the Dongcheng family. He racked his brains to think of a suitable reason to refuse, but he failed. Li Tianlan was very clear that Dongcheng Hanguang took him to the ancestral temple to burn incense indicated that Dongcheng Hanguang took him as a close descendant, or even a grandson-in-law. It was an overture, and if he refused readily, he was humiliating them. No matter what purpose was hidden under the Dongcheng C

When Li Tianlan and Qin Weibai were sending several important figures from Dongcheng Clan out of the villa, on the balcony of the seventh building that was less than 300 meters from Yonghua Villa, a middle-aged man in a black robe was quietly watching the scene through a telescope. Through the telescope, the man saw that Dongcheng Wudi and Dongcheng Hanguang walked in the direction of the helicopter; Dongcheng Qiuchi left by another road; Li Tianlan took Qin Weibai's hand and returned to the villa. The black-robed man, who saw all this with his own eyes, twitched his mouth, and his face grew grave. "Black-robed man, what's the matter? Have you seen any big shots?" Beside the black-robed man, a woman in the same black suit looked at his face and asked with a gentle smile. Although the woman looked ordinary, her temperament was gentle and she had an aura of maturity and intellectuality. Especially when she was laughing, her every move carried an amorous fee

... Li Tianlan's pace was not slow, but he did not flee in any path he could take without heeding which he chose. So when he was just less than two hundred meters away from the pavilion, Wang Yuetong had caught him up. Li Tianlan turned around and looked at the particularly youthful Wang Yuetong who trotted over. Then he asked indifferently, "Is there anything else?" This sentence was cold and impolite. It penetrated Wang Yuetong like a knife and her face suddenly turned pale. She bit her lip tightly and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going?" "Go home." After finish speaking, Li Tianlan felt a slight pain in his heart. "Go home? If I go back to Yonghua Villa now, Qin Weibai probably has left for the airport by this time." "Can a villa without Qin Weibai be called home?" He took out a cigarette and lit it. After that, he took a deep breath and said insipidly, "Go back to the Sky Academy." "I'll go back with you," said Wang