The stolen magic is a bit magical

The blood tower within his body has also changed...

Entering the underground bridge realm, one is constantly exposed to extreme conditions, and the Blood Tower is in a state of constant tension, busy locking in energy, strength, and moisture.

Now that I've relaxed, the flow of internal energy seems to be faster.

The third tear of the celestial star fell smoothly.

He took it into his secret space.

This is Pi Ti Tian Xing, which he promised the Thousand Spirit Saintess (Catherine) that he would leave it for her.

Next up is the fleshy starfish!
The fleshy celestial being also moved exceptionally smoothly here. Overnight (let's call this period of rest "night"), the fleshy celestial being fell, the void shattered, and merged into his physical body.

As the fleshy celestial body merged with his physical form, his movements became smoother and smoother.

What used to take several days to integrate now only takes about two hours.

The most difficult case is the bone-related astrological condition, which requires complete dedication and close monitoring. He plans to take it slow...

Just then, the Third Young Master came to visit again.

Lin Xiaosu already knew his name: Li Feiyang.

It's a very Chinese-style name, a name with a strong江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) feel, and a name that suits his personality perfectly.

Although he had said yesterday that he would come to visit today, Lin Xiaosu was still surprised when she saw him.

He actually carried a huge cabinet with one hand, stepping over the courtyard gate like a pagoda-bearing heavenly king.

"Brother Feiyang, what's going on...?"

“A book!” Li Feiyang said with a smile.

"Are these all books?"

“Yes!” Li Feiyang loosened his grip, and the huge cabinet fell to the ground with a dull thud.

The cabinet door opened, revealing it to be packed full of books.

Lin Xiaosu's heart skipped a beat.

Holy crap! Your strength...

Anyone who has ever read a book knows that books, though made of paper, are incredibly heavy; a bag of books can weigh about the same as a bag of stones.

There are hundreds of books in this cabinet, and they are all quite thick; the books alone weigh several hundred kilograms.

Not to mention that the cabinet itself is made of metal from underground.

Your single-arm strength must be no less than a thousand pounds!

He picked up a book at random...

"The Hundred Clans of the Bridge World"!
Pick up another one.

"Geological Technology Compilation"!
The next book is "The Strange Tales of Nanchuan"...

Lin Xiaosu slowly raised her head, her heart pounding.

"We felt like old friends yesterday, and I wanted you to stay at Li Shen Mountain a few more days. But I was worried you'd get bored and wouldn't stay long, so I brought a bunch of books for you to relax and unwind. That way, you can stay a few more days," Li Feiyang said with a smile. "That's a little something of my own!"

Lin Xiaosu was filled with mixed feelings.

His initial intention in befriending Miss Li was truly despicable; he acted with the mindset of confronting an enemy.

His initial intention in befriending the Third Young Master Li was not entirely innocent; he needed to leverage the power of the Li clan of Lishen Mountain to play his grand game in the underworld.

However, Li Feiyang pulled this trick on him.

He packed all the resources he needed most into the cabinet and carried it to his small courtyard.

He knew perfectly well that he had a mission in entering the world of bridge construction.

He didn't ask!
He only does it!
Give yourself the most direct help where you need it most.

However, it was labeled as "selfish"!
For the rest of the time, Lin Xiaosu lived a peaceful and carefree life in this underground world.

Read leisurely books, play the flute, sip tea, and occasionally nibble on a few raisins.

While he was reading a book, Li Xueyi quietly watched him, observing the curve of his lips, his skin tone that was completely different from that of the underground natives under the volcanic light, his profile, and his thoughtful expression.

When Li Xueyi plays the flute, she always gathers her thoughts, always seeks the world within the flute's melody, and always becomes lost in its beauty.

The happiest time for her was when they were enjoying tea, chatting and laughing together.

When her brother came over, she was at her most tender, a gentle smile on her face as she watched the two men chatting about various topics. A warm feeling welled up inside her...

The only time I was unhappy was when my mother summoned me.

Her mother summoned her several times, but she refused to go.

Her mother came over personally and gave her a scolding in the west courtyard...

Don't forget, you're engaged!

Is it appropriate for you to be in a room with a man and get so carried away?
Li Xueyi argued: "Qingwan and I live together, but in different places, not under the same roof! That's the first point; secondly, he saved my life! Are you really going to throw away your daughter's savior? Can you really do that?"
Although her mother was the head of the clan during her father's seclusion and acted decisively, she could not bring herself to abandon her daughter's savior on the mountain.

Therefore, all that can be done is to issue a warning: it is acceptable to keep guests, but please be mindful of the limits!

Time passed by day by day...

Time stands still amidst the verdant greenery.

The passage of time in the outside world is standard and clear.

The date is July 3rd!
It is the hottest time of the year in the Northern Hemisphere.

A major battle is finally drawing to a close.

The two sides in the great battle are the Flying Eagle Armed Forces and the Temple.

Flying Eagles is an armed force in central Durta. They were originally engaged in a long-term struggle with the Tiger Army. After the Tiger Army was completely wiped out, Flying Eagles rose to power, occupied the Tiger Army's territory, and launched a war against the Temple. (Speaking of which, although the Temple had captured the Tiger Army's territory, it couldn't hold onto it because the Temple was different from local armed forces. It was only suitable for taking lives, not for occupying territory. So, that territory was occupied by Flying Eagles.)

After a month, the battle was fierce.

Both sides sustained serious injuries.

However, the Flying Eagle still has the advantage in territorial expansion.

They occupied the three hilltops to the northwest of the temple.

The temple and the valley inhabited by the Litian people were entirely within their firing range. In the temple's basement, the seven elders gathered, their faces grim…

"The tiger has just been slain, and now the eagle has appeared!" the Second Elder said. "The eagle's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. I suspect he has received funding from the Great Xia!"

“There is no doubt about that!” the Third Elder said. “The targeted elimination of Great Xia that we launched a month ago also caused great damage to Great Xia. They no longer have the strategy of keeping a low profile. Supporting Flying Eagle, launching a counterattack, and waging a proxy war is itself a major power strategy.”

"Then what should we do? The military of Great Xia is..."

The Grand Elder waved his hand sharply: "So what if it's Great Xia? We can destroy a fierce tiger, and we can destroy a flying eagle just as easily."

His voice was menacing.

All the elders looked up at the same time, their eyes gleaming: "Elder Di... has he recovered?"

"It's been over a month; he should have recovered by now!" the Grand Elder said. "Please, Elder Di!"

As soon as he finished speaking!
There's a huge gunfire outside!

The Flying Eagle Army has launched another attack, and this time, its scale far surpasses that of the previous one.

However, the elders' eyes were filled with a mixture of fierceness and excitement...

The fiercer the enemy's attack, the stronger the thrill of counterattack!
They seemed to have glimpsed the scene of the Earthly Army being mobilized and the powerful enemy being annihilated...

The outcome of a war is never determined by momentum or strength.

It's determined by the cards you've dealt!

The elder extended his finger and tapped the button in the basement.

The door to the secret room opened silently!
However, inside the secret chamber, no familiar green eyes opened, no flute music played, and it was as quiet as a tomb.

The elder's heart skipped a beat when he saw Elder Di.

Why does Old Master Di look so bad?

He stepped forward, and the lamp in his hand suddenly trembled violently...

The six elders behind him exclaimed in unison...

Old Master Di lay quietly in his coffin.

His head was still on his neck.

However, they are no longer connected by blood or flesh.

Di Lao is dead!
Moreover, the time since his death was quite long.

Even though the basement was very cold, and even though Old Di himself didn't have much flesh and blood, it still stank...

"Who killed him? Who?" the Grand Elder roared!
Dust settled in the basement.

Naturally, no one can answer this question.

"Elder, the enemy has broken in..." A loud shout came from outside, accompanied by a burst of gunfire.

The Grand Elder's expression shifted dramatically, and finally he waved his hand fiercely: "Withdraw!"

The group changed direction and ran deep into the basement. They opened a door, and outside was a deep valley. The group of more than ten people fled in panic.

An hour later, the Flying Eagles armed force breached the basement door.

Two hours later, we finally entered the basement.

The last group of experts from the temple were in the basement, their eyes gleaming with ferocity. With a roar, they all transformed into ferocious beasts...

The underground passages are like a spider web maze, with over a hundred experts hidden in each passage; ordinary soldiers who enter will die.

However, the Flying Eagle team also has some experts.

A flash of lightning illuminated the dark passage, and wherever the lightning touched, the temple's experts fell to the ground. The lightning revealed her face, which was none other than Lan Yao.

Before her, nine figures merged into one, and a single blade, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, pierced the brow of a temple master. The swirling wind whipped up his hair, revealing a bloody scar on his forehead.

Bloodstains!
Chi!
A gust of wind swept by, and no one was there, yet two temple masters died silently in the passage—invisibility! New Moon!
boom!
A purple orb of light illuminated a secret room, where three experts collapsed simultaneously.

A beautiful woman turned around gently into the long night.

Another group of escapees arrived at the passage through which the temple elder had fled. Seven or eight people ran frantically and had just pressed the button to open the door when suddenly a fist came from behind.

That punch landed squarely, piercing through their entire team.

The door leading to the valley below opened, and the night wind rushed in.

The owner of the fist revealed her face.

Full of heroic spirit.

It was Hu Ya.

The temple speculated that the Flying Eagle was backed by the power of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The guess is half true and half false.

There is indeed a hidden dragon behind it, but that does not mean that Great Xia fully supports Flying Eagle.

This is just a futile strategy!
The strategy of using plain water was very effective.

Eagle took a desperate gamble and captured the temple's lair.

However, the existence of this passage indicates that their operation was not entirely successful.

Because the true core figures of the temple had already escaped completely.

"Hey, Li Diandian! How many did you kill?" a voice came from behind.

Tiger Girl turned around and glanced at the air behind her: "Anyway, I've killed everything I saw."

"What kind of bullshit answer is that? If you didn't see many, it's because your eyesight is bad!" Crescent Moon said, "I took down at least thirty!"

"You talk big, I thought you took down three hundred!" Tiger Girl said, "I took down at least fifty!"

"I don't believe it! Let's go back and count the heads..."

"Who's messing around with you? What difference does it make if there are a few more or a few less? We still haven't found the person we're looking for!"

A voice suddenly came from the darkness: "I have good news!" (End of Chapter)