Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3847: Facing an Immortal Exalt
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 361: The First Hour
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 282: Smile
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1241- Antidote and Sacrifice (1)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 41.1
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1240- Deciding
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 347 - He Who Knows Himself And Knows His Enemy Need Not Fear The Result Of A Hundred Battles
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 647.1: That Sword Is Only 90% Complete From Start to End - Part 1
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 281: Reports
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 360: Chaos Beyond Gods' Prediction
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 40.3
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1239- Reproduction Peak
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1238- Extortion
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 646.3: A Sword That Subverts the World - Part 3
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3846: An Immortal Exalt’s Threats
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 280: Partner
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 359: Painter Gao Ming
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1237- Protection Fee
A gravestone was set up in front of Little River Village.
This was a grave for the whole population of Little River Village. All that was written on it was: 'The 138 villagers of Little River Village are buried here.'
There were no names, for Tang Jie was not a member of Little River Village. He could not write down the names, for he should not have known them!
Standing in front of the grave, Tang Jie was emotionless.
No—there was a sliver of sympathy and rage. These were emotions that any normal person would feel after experiencing such a tragedy, but these were not emotions one who belonged to Little River Village would have.
Tang Jie utilized his anger well to mask his pain.
Thus, no matter how closely Xu Muyang looked, he wouldn't see the expected sorrow on Tang Jie's face.
There was no way a twelve-year-old boy could conceal his emotions. Xu Muyang had to give up on this fantasy.
After glancing one last time at Yaya's grave, Tang Jie turned around. "Let's go."
Tang Jie set off first, and while Xu Muyang was still behind him, he took the chance to silently cry… It was a distance of more than one hundred li between Little River Village and Anyang Prefecture.
At Xu Muyang's usual speed, he could have reached it easily, but he wasn't fully recovered and had the 'burden' of Tang Jie, so they could only walk.
Fortunately, Tang Jie managed to find a few horses out in the fields that had originally belonged to the bandits. He then found a flatbed cart in the village and attached the horses to them, thus making a flatbed carriage that the two of them could sit on.
Tang Jie tied a few more horses to the back of the cart and loaded them with some of the better weapons, claiming that they could sell them once they got to Anyang Prefecture.
Though Immortals did not lack for supplies, Tang Jie clearly had no intention of relying on Xu Muyang for food and drink, but was intending to rely on himself.
Since they were traveling, they had to occasionally converse, deepening their understanding of each other.
Tang Jie fabricated
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