Chapter 315 Will Brother Chuan be in danger?
"boom--"
"boom--"
Two plumes of blood mist exploded.
The bodies of the Abyss Demon Emperor and the Ash Fang Demon Emperor transformed into two streaks of blood-red light, frantically fleeing into the distance.
"Trying to run away?"
Zhou Zhenxiong drew his sword and gave chase.
Lu Yuanqiu stopped him.
"Stop chasing."
"Blood Escape consumes one's life essence; even if they escape back, they'll be crippled by half."
"If we chase after them and they become desperate and detonate their demon cores, we'll be in trouble too."
Zhou Zhenxiong reluctantly sheathed his sword, watching the two streaks of blood disappear into the night.
"They're lucky to be alive."
Medusa slowly descended from mid-air and transformed back into human form.
Just then, Hu Mei cautiously peeked her head out from the ruins in the distance.
Upon seeing Medusa in this state.
He immediately exclaimed in surprise and scrambled over to get there.
"The Empress!"
"Are you alright?"
Medusa shook her head and looked at Zhou Zhenxiong.
"President Zhou, thank you very much this time."
Zhou Zhenxiong waved his hand.
"You're welcome."
"Queen Medusa, you help us lure out these two beasts, and we'll help you avoid disaster. We're even."
He turned to look at the ruins and sighed.
"It's just a pity about this villa."
"If my young friend Lu Chuan comes back, he'll probably be heartbroken to see this."
"Medusa Queen".
Zhou Zhenxiong then stepped forward again, his expression serious.
"The commotion here is too great; something unexpected may happen."
"Why don't we meet at the association to discuss this further?"
Medusa looked at the ruins of the villa, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.
He then nodded.
"Alright."
The group then left Yunding Mountain and traveled by car to the Nancheng Martial Arts Association.
……
Top floor of the association building.
Bright lights.
Su Ling'er, who had left several days earlier, was sitting on the sofa in the corner, holding Wukong.
Sudden.
The door was pushed open.
Zhou Zhenxiong and Lu Yuanqiu were the first to enter.
Medusa followed closely behind, supported by Hu Mei.
"Lord Demon Emperor!"
Su Ling'er immediately stood up, picked up Wukong, and quickly went to meet him.
"Are you alright?"
Although Medusa was Master's contracted beast, she was still a demon emperor-level being, so Su Ling'er treated her very politely.
Medusa waved her hand, indicating that she was alright.
But his gaze unconsciously bypassed Su Ling'er and landed on the golden monkey in her arms.
Wukong's fur seemed even shinier than it had been a few days ago.
His eyes also became more lively and sharp.
However, the aura faintly emanating from his body was already approaching the threshold of a Grand Martial Master.
It also noticed Medusa's gaze and immediately bared its teeth.
However, there was little hostility in his eyes.
Medusa withdrew her gaze, a complex, indescribable look flashing deep in her eyes.
At this moment, Zhou Zhenxiong extended another invitation to Medusa.
"Medusa Queen, please have a seat."
Zhou Zhenxiong walked to the head seat of the conference table and gestured.
"Miss Su, please have a seat."
Lu Yuanqiu had already sat down on the sofa next to him.
He began to use the communicator to quietly assign tasks and handle the aftermath at Yunding Mountain.
With Hu Mei's help, Medusa walked to the conference table and sat down.
Her posture remained straight.
But her slightly pursed lips and somewhat unfocused eyes revealed that her injuries were not minor.
Su Ling'er sat down with Wukong in her arms, diagonally opposite Medusa.
"President Zhou, President Lu."
Medusa spoke, her voice becoming more composed.
"Thank you both for your help tonight."
"No need for formalities."
Zhou Zhenxiong waved his hand, his expression solemn.
"Although Abyss and Ash Fang escaped with serious injuries, this matter is by no means over."
"The demon race will surely retaliate even more fiercely next."
"Demon Emperor, you know them better than we do. What will they do next?"
……
At the same time.
Nanhu Province.
Although Nanhu Province is not part of the Southwest region, it is relatively close to Jiangnan Province.
Therefore, it became the main receiving location for the relocated citizens in the southwest region.
Many cities in the Nanhu Province were also vacated to resettle displaced persons from provinces such as Jiangnan and Caiye.
Among them is Wansha City.
Wansha City is one of the major cities in Nanhu Province, bordering Jiangnan Province.
As a result, a large number of people from the Jiangnan Province flooded into Wansha City.
Zhao Lei and his group.
They were placed in Wansha City.
Because there were simply too many people, the city was overcrowded and could not accommodate all the refugees.
This resulted in a considerable number of people being temporarily housed in the wilderness outside Wansha City.
A long line of simple tents were erected.
They were placed outside the city.
Security naturally became a major issue.
The martial arts association in Wansha City had limited manpower, so it made a request.
Each resettlement site should elect some people to assist them in maintaining basic order and ensuring the safety of the camp at night.
Every night, teams need to be organized to patrol around the camp outside the city.
To lend a hand.
In order to put his fellow villagers at ease, Zhao Lei volunteered to join the patrol team.
Today, it was Zhao Lei and his team's turn to patrol again.
It was already high in the sky.
Zhao Lei's squad, consisting of five people, was slowly patrolling along the dirt road outside the camp, their steps uneven.
The two people walking in front.
He was dressed in the standard uniform of the Wansha City Martial Arts Association, with a long sword at his waist.
Following three or four steps behind were Zhao Lei and two other ordinary people from Jiangnan Province.
All of them were wearing cotton-padded coats and carrying standard long swords temporarily distributed by the Martial Arts Association at their waists.
Zhao Lei is a little different.
Because in addition to the long sword at his waist, he also had a more elegant short sword.
That short sword.
It was given to him by Lu Chuan some time ago.
"Old Zhang."
Just then, a short, stout man at the very back suddenly lowered his voice and asked his companion,
"I heard during the day... that many martial artists have died in Jiangnan Province in this short period of time..."
The short, stout man's name was Wang Fu.
I used to run a small restaurant in the suburbs of Jiangnan Province.
The man being questioned, Old Zhang, was a thin, frail old man who used to be a farmer.
Upon hearing this, Old Zhang swallowed hard, his voice dry.
"That's right."
"My nephew used to work in the transportation industry in the Chiao Yeh province. I finally managed to get in touch with him yesterday."
"He said he used to know some martial artists in the Caiye Province, and from them he learned that the heads of several martial arts families had mysteriously disappeared."
"The corpse... I heard it was drained of all its blood, it's terrifying."
Wang Fu smiled bitterly.
"I've heard that too; they only kill the most powerful ones."
"Do you think those demons... might smell the human scent and come here?"
As he spoke, Wang Fu couldn't help but glance back in the direction of Jiangnan Province.
"Our place is separated from the Jiangnan Province by just one mountain ridge."
Zhao Lei remained silent as he listened to their conversation.
My heart felt even heavier.
because……
Brother Chuan didn't come.
He only found out later.
Brother Chuan should be a martial artist, but his martial arts skills are definitely not very high. He wouldn't have started out as an ordinary zookeeper like him.
but……
Even ordinary martial artists like Brother Chuan were left in the South City.
This also shows how difficult the situation was in Jiangnan Province.
One more thing...
That is why the Jiangnan Province is in such danger now.
It could erupt completely at any time.
Is Brother Chuan in danger?
……