4778: C4778 Each of Them Is Different

C4778 Each of Them Is Different

The Spiritual Energy rampaged within Rong Xing's meridians, making him seem like an unworldly expert. Slowly, he stood at the top of the Earth Spike. His eyes also opened, carrying the usual ridicule as he gently looked down.2

The death of Binhai Wen was too sudden. Many of the younger generation had already panicked. They were not as steady as him, who had some experience.

Hence, that random stab just now really killed a few more people from the Heavenly Dragon. The remaining people also looked miserable, whether it was their clothes or their robes. They were all tattered and no longer had their original gorgeous appearance.

Ling Bu's injuries were the most severe, whether it was his face or his body. They were all covered in wounds of various sizes, and fresh blood almost dyed half of his tattered gray robe red. That ordinary face could be considered as having lost its face. More than half of its nose had been pierced through. It became a piece of soft flesh hanging on the face.

His strength was similar to Rong Xing's, and his personality was also more dependable. If he only cared about himself, he would probably hide more freely than the other party.

But this person was clearly born in the Sky Dragon Empire where martial arts were revered, yet he had a biased and gentle personality. His heart was not good either, so the earth spikes that attacked from all over the place just now... While he was dodging, he had also saved many of his teammates who were weaker than him.

Although he had greatly reduced the number of casualties, looking at the bloody bodies on the ground, it was obvious how much of a price he had to pay.

"Look, you have to be a peacemaker every day, you have a good heart." Rong Xing stood at the top of the Earth Spike, bent down and looked at the scars on the other party's face. "How is it now? We did not save a few people, but instead, we were covered in injuries. The face that was not attractive to begin with is even uglier. How pitiful. "

Ling Bu was also in the mood to talk to this person. As soon as he opened his mouth, he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. The Aura on his body became much more unstable.

Looking at the other party's miserable appearance, the disdain in Rong Xing's heart became increasingly obvious. Looking at this useless thorn, he merely snorted coldly. His evaluation of this Master from the Emperor Yaoguang's Tomb was even lower.

"In my opinion, it's either this Master from the Imperial Tomb is really too stupid. Or someone else got ahead of us and set up a trap for us to step on. " Although he said that, his tone was strange, and no one could tell that he was mocking them. Or was he seriously analyzing the situation.

The rest of the people were also frightened. Their injuries were all over their bodies. They did not have the time to do anything else. They all called out to their surroundings and quickly counted the number of casualties and the remaining combat strength. No one answered his words.

This made Rong Xing awkwardly stand in the air. A pair of long and narrow eyes glanced around and coldly snorted. He silently recorded this score.

"Brother Ling, four of our team have died. The other one, I think half of his body is gone. I reckon that there's no hope, so I simply gave him a sword strike. Let him go straight away. " A younger brown-robed man still had tears in his eyes, but he still held back his fear and sorrow. He reported every word.

After hearing his words, Ling Bu pulled up his tattered robe and wiped the blood off his face. If Chang Yunming, the steward, was by his side, he would sigh several times and worry would be hanging on his face.

But now, Chang Yunming, the person with the highest status, had yet to come up, and Binhai Wen died very quickly. Rong Xing was a cold person by nature. Let alone others, if it wasn't for the benefits in Emperor Yaoguang's Tomb... He wouldn't even respond to the orders of the high-ranking officials of Sky Dragon. Naturally, he wouldn't care about anything. He only cared about himself.

The bloodstains were wiped away by the dusty tattered robe, revealing Ling Bu's current appearance.

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