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"Miss Liu, long time no see. Business has been good recently." Looking at the communication device, Feng Xiao chuckled and said.

The other side of the call went silent for a moment, as if he had lost his senses for a moment, and then Feng Xiao's expected roar came: "Damn brat, what are you doing alive again?! I might as well just die! "

"Hey!" No matter what, I'm your boss, your future man's boss. You don't have to be so fierce towards me, right? " Feng Xiao held the communication device away from his ear to avoid being shocked. There was not the slightest change in this Miss Liu's temper.

"Hmph …" I don't care if you're Uncle Long's son or the number one Shura in the world, you can't even protect yourself, causing my Little Tian to be drunk for more than a month, not listening to anyone's advice, and then running all over the place for you. It's all because of you! " Liu Qing'er gritted her teeth as she spoke.

"If you can eat a man's jealousy, our Lady Liu Qing'er shouldn't be so petty, right?" Furthermore, we haven't seen each other for so long, and you already shouted at me the moment we started talking. Don't you think that I feel very wronged? " Feng Xiao didn't talk back to the wronged Lady Liu, he just smilingly said.

"You even felt wronged … Don't think that I don't know. If you had something to do, you would be so kind as to take the initiative to look for me … "Forget it, my family's Little Tian has just become famous throughout the world. Today, I'm in a good mood, so I'll settle the score with you in the future. Say it, Big Boss, who do you want me to send food to this time?" He muttered in his heart, "See if I kill you or not."

"... Help me cook the most luxurious meal for the ten people and then send it directly to the Wind City Palace. Ten servings should be enough for the three little girls to eat, but they could also clear out all the grievances that had been caused by the "pain". This kind of little girl who was as white as paper was the easiest to train. The first step was to push down the other, and the second step was to … Let them learn to cry and beg to be pushed down.

"So that's how it is..."

"Mmm mmm... "Alright, I'll leave it to our Chef Liu. Bye!" Feng Xiao quickly hung up the phone. What troubled him the most was dealing with this ferocious woman. He couldn't fight her, he couldn't scold her, and he couldn't tease her … Well, he really couldn't do such a thing.

By the time Feng Xiao had arrived, the three thousand men from the imperial city had already arrived in front of Rogue, and were preparing to attack in formation.

After receiving the request for help from Empyrean Terminus City, the Imperial City's Military Chief didn't think too much about it. However, he didn't underestimate it. He directly dispatched an army of 3000 soldiers. Although Empyrean Terminus City was a very small city to them, not only was it able to command a huge team of close to a million players, it also had a formidable defensive team that was gifted by the system after the city was built. This was also the first time that they had appealed to the Imperial City for help due to the invasion of another enemy. Although this was only one person, they did not dare to underestimate an enemy that could cause them to be in a panic.

Roga dragged his Shura with him as he slowly moved forward. His movements, demeanor, steps, and even the speed of his footsteps were all exactly the same as Feng Xiao's in the East Ocean. Since his master told him to kill, then he would kill. To him, killing was as easy as cutting a blade of grass. It could not stir up the slightest ripple in his heart.

Back then, wherever he went, everyone would fear him and no one would be able to stop him. It was the same back then and it is still the same today.

Extreme Heaven City was completely scared out of his wits. Even the cruel and merciless Yun Che paled as he left Extreme Heaven City. At this moment, he did not know where he was hiding, and his only hope lay with the imperial city.

As he approached, a shadow of death loomed over them. The originally calm guards felt as if a cold wind was blowing past them, causing their bodies and the weapons in their hands to shiver uncontrollably.

"Who are you, why did you kill the citizens here!" A man clad in golden armor and holding a golden sword in his hand walked out from the group. He was a Gold-rank Warrior, and also the leader of this team. Anyone could be afraid of him, but only he couldn't. This shout was filled with confidence, and it calmed the trembling that he could not help but feel at ease.

However, it was clear that he had chosen the wrong person. The Shura would never waste a second before killing someone.

Roga wandered around aimlessly in the city. As long as he saw the mark of the Sky Demon, God, and Blood Weeping Mark, they would all become his targets. Not a single one of them could withstand his attack, and not a single one could escape. Apart from this, all those who blocked in front of him or tried to attack him, no matter who it was, would be cut in half by his sword, until no one else appeared in his line of sight.

These guards were not from the three sects. He originally did not have any intention of killing them, but the golden leader's loud roar caused his killing intent to fluctuate, and in the next moment, a bloody light flashed in his eyes. In an instant, he appeared in front of the man. Then it stopped and disappeared just as it was about to cut his neck.

The target had mysteriously disappeared. The Gold leader, who had just barely lost his life, opened his eyes wide in fear as his body collapsed limply on the ground. In that instant, what he felt was the fear of falling into hell.

"We'll continue tomorrow." Looking at the almost empty Empyrean Terminus City, Feng Xiao, who had called back Roger laughed coldly.

"Take me to Ice and Snow City … No, send me to the royal palace of the imperial city first. " Feng Xiao said to the air in front of him.

Ever since Luo Jia had entered Empyrean Terminus City, the gloominess on his face had never disappeared.

"Just who is that person!" He slammed his fist on the table. He had been shouting this question countless times already.

"It should be a negative NPC. I hope the Imperial City Guards can take care of it." The Hand of God said indifferently. He was still as unsmiling as before, silent as a stone.

Just as his voice fell, he received, along with the baleful heavenly wind and cloud, the news that the "Red Killing Devil" had been repelled from the Imperial City.

Feng Yun immediately stood up in excitement and said to the God's hand, "We must first make a public announcement to let everyone know that we have repelled that madman to eliminate his influence. Otherwise, we will never be able to catch up to the Shura."

The Hand of God calmly shook his head, "You can go. I'm a bit tired and would like to rest for a while."

The baleful aura in the sky narrowed its eyes and after giving him a glance, it wordlessly left.

Why did he work with the baleful sky and clouds to establish the Heavenly Extreme City? This was because the power of a city was far stronger than a faction. This way, his power would not be uprooted by the Asura of the Wind City, and he would have the ability to fight against the Asura. As for what Asura meant to Duanmu Huanghun, no one else knew. Even the baleful heavenly fiendish clouds knew nothing.

The creation of Heavenly Extreme Heaven City was partly for the Duanmu Family's influence in the Reincarnation World, and more importantly, for dealing with the Shura.

A few months ago, rumors began to spread that the Shura had been killed in revenge, but he did not feel relieved about it. This was because he knew that it was impossible to kill the Blood Emperor Shadowgale so easily. If he had already died, the news of the death of the Blood Emperor Shadowgale would have long ago spread to all the great clans in the south that had received his "favor". He had even vaguely heard a terrifying rumor that the Blood Emperor's Shadow had defeated China's strongest four gods alliance! How could such a terrifying Blood Emperor Shadowgale die so easily?

As expected, he returned half a year later. On the first day he returned, he stained the entire Sky Dragon Square with the blood of the sword in his hand, making his heart beat wildly for an entire day and night.

If a strong enemy becomes a stronger madman, then his former enemy's fate would be extremely miserable.

Later, when the Shura went to the East Ocean Continent, he spread the news that the battle zone had been turned upside down by the Shura alone. There were no videos or recordings, only complaints from players in the East Ocean Continent. Most of the players in the world still believed the rumor to be true, but he still believed it.

If this rumor was true, could a mere Empyrean City really contend with a Shura?

He suddenly felt very tired, physically and mentally exhausted. Cooperating with the baleful heavenly fiends was originally a very tiring matter. If he could, he would respectfully distance himself from him.

For more than a year, he devoted almost all of his energy to the development of his family in this world. Was he really going to open up a new world like he had promised the family, or … Avoiding bitter reality.

He seemed to have already seen the future of Empyrean Terminus City that he had painstakingly built up. The corners of his mouth revealed a bitter smile, then he logged off in a ball of white light and left this world.

This place was more like a hidden manor, and the truth was that almost no one could break in here. The sky here was also blue, and the weather was also beautiful, but if one were to look towards the north, they would see that it was an unreachable cliff. And this was where the Duanmu family hid. The ancestor's last words allowed them to find this inconceivable place, at the same time, it also allowed them to no longer have any doubts towards that last words. As a result, the entire clan rarely went out these past few years. Instead, it was here that the Duanmu clan controlled everything that was spread throughout the country.

Duanmu Wuji opened the cabin door, reached out his left hand and pressed a white button on the wall.

Soon, his room door was pushed open. A young girl dressed as a nanny came over and helped him up so that he could sit on the wheelchair that he had just changed into.

"There's nothing else, you can leave first." Duanmu smiled gratefully at her as usual and waved her hand gently.

"Yes, Eldest Young Master." The young girl slightly bowed before walking out of the room and gently closing the door behind her. She knew that he had always liked to be quiet when he was little.

His skin color was a sickly white. He was called the Hand of God in the Samsara world because the heavens had taken his legs when he was born, leaving him with only these two hands. His childhood wish had been to use these hands to revitalize his family and make up for his incomplete life.

He even used these hands to cover up the entire world.

His ambition, coupled with his excessive talent and intelligence, made him the most respected among his peers. The next head of the family would be him. The next Patriarch was even more certain — his son, Duanmu Xiao.

However, five years ago, he met the nemesis of his life, and his ambitions no longer existed. He had scoffed at the words of the hero who was sad for the beauty, until he met her, then he had done countless things for her that he would never have done before. Even his personality had changed, he was still wise, but he had clearly become much quieter. "@

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