But nothing could stop Aunt Huang from spitting out a mouthful of blood, her head drooping, and falling backward.
The ordinary citizens in front of the live broadcast collapsed to the ground, tears filling their eyes.
Old Master Chu closed his eyes and sighed.
Chang Han frantically activated the space transfer gate and rushed in.
At the Garbage Dump, several powerful auras were silent.
Once a prodigy, the former commander of the Seventh Sub-Star Legion, had fallen in battle.
"The sun is shining, the sky is blue, the weather is especially fine today. We put on this military uniform and swear before the Federation monument..."
A cheerful, sunny female voice echoed through the room.
Professor Hu, wearing glasses, looked at the slowly falling figure on the screen. She took off her glasses and wiped them. "I'm sorry."
Behind her on the cabinet was a group photo. Four or five girls stood at the school gate, smiling brightly, arms around each other's shoulders.
"Winning the Spiritist Tournament will be the least noteworthy achievement of my entire life!"
Once, Huang Ni was full of vigor, her long blade stunning countless people's youth.
Chu Ran wanted to run over, but she saw that Aunt Wang was already nearing her end. Aunt Wang punched and shattered the Sixteen-Legged Blood Spider's body, then her own body began to decay. Without even having time to say a word, she permanently closed her eyes.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
Wang Ping'an covered his face in despair.
Deep in the universe, at the Explorer Association headquarters.
The figures in front of the screen all stood up, bowing their heads in silence.
Chu Ran looked around and found that the uncles and aunties of Old Street were all gone.
Like Old Street, now nothing but ruins, they had taken their final bow.
The Blade Ant noticed her unusually strong Spiritual Power and abandoned De Jianguo, charging at her.
"Get lost!"
The black staff blazed with golden light, somehow withstanding the attack of an A-class Zerg.
The golden light devoured the Nine-Tailed Fox phantom behind her. The air around Chu Ran began to petrify, as if encasing her in a massive Divine Stone.
The space rift suddenly stirred, and a pair of enormous eyes peered out.
At that moment, a dark, deathly aura spread.
From the space transfer gate emerged a tall figure wrapped in a black robe.
The president of the Seventh Sub-Star Spiritist Association had arrived.
Author's note:
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