Chapter 240: The extradition chief angrily denounced Ai Jiang for being a bootlicker!
Asharuya didn't tell the truth.

She actually has little interest in An Yuan, who has not recovered his memory.

Because it was only that stinky Taoist priest who made her taste defeat for the first time, suffer so much, and finally even fall into his hands. If it were not for his charity, she would have been burned to death in agony by the flames.

Now that they have a new life, Asharuya and An Yuan have no disputes over their positions, and all hatred and grudges should disappear.

But since Asharuya has recovered her memory ahead of time, she must punish An Yuan!
Collect dark history in advance, harm An Yuan several times to embarrass him, record it, and when his memory recovers, take it out and laugh at him!

Thinking of that scene, Asharuya felt as comfortable as if she were on clouds.

That's great!
An Xin blinked. This Asharuya is a little weird...

"To be honest, An Yuan is the vessel for my brother's return. I witnessed his birth with my own eyes and ensured that this anchor point could welcome my brother back."

"Your request can be fulfilled. As a container, An Yuan will definitely awaken his memory in the end."

Asharuya was slightly startled:
"container……"

That's not a good word.

"Don't worry, after welcoming my brother back, Anyuan will still be Anyuan."

As if she could see Asharuya's worry, An Xin explained considerately.

"Who's worried about that guy..."

Asharuya quickly changed the subject, "Ms. An Xin, let's go find Saran. I have found some clues."

An Xin readily agreed, "Okay."

Just as the two women were about to take action, the surrounding speakers suddenly emitted an electronic sound, followed by overlapping voices of men and women:

"Hello everyone, I'm...eh? Why are there others?"

The two voices fell silent at the same time. After a moment, they spoke at the same time, regardless of the other party:
Male voice: "Uh, that... Miss An Xin, I'm Ai Jiangtu. I have something important to discuss with you. Do you have time?"

Female voice: "Good morning, citizens of the ancient capital. I am Lord Saran's most capable general. I believe you have discovered that the undead can move during the day, which undoubtedly goes against common sense. But under Lord Saran's power, the undead can now eat people during the day."

The male voice suddenly raised its volume, "Ms. An Xin, are you there? Are you there? I am Ai Jiangtu!! Can you please come and see me?"

The female voice was slightly annoyed, her voice was sharp, and she did not give in. "Lord Saran has mastered the movements of the Demon Abyss. Every time the Demon Abyss appears, it is getting closer and closer to the ancient capital. Now it appears only 30,000 meters away. Guess where the Demon Abyss will appear next time?"

The man said angrily, "Shut up! Hateful woman, anyone in Hei Jiao Yan has the right to kill you, just wait to be arrested! Miss An Xin, I'm Ai Jiangtu, can you please come and see me?!"

The female voice was even more annoyed: "You dead licker! Even if I am caught, I will still look down on people like you! Lord Saran will control the evil spirit to appear in the center of the ancient capital. At that time, everyone will be devoured by the undead. The sacrifice of tens of millions of people in the entire city will serve as a holy book for Lord Saran to ascend to godhood!"

The two of them spoke one sentence each, bizarrely arguing with each other and doing their business at the same time, performing an absurd and strange drama as the city was besieged by heavy rain and undead spirits.

Asharuya and An Xin looked at each other.

"Your licking dog is really unique."

"Your adoptive mother's capable men are also very abstract."

Asharuya said faintly, "Sarang and I are not familiar with each other."

An Xin crossed her arms and said, "I'm not familiar with Ai Jiangtu either."

Asharuya pursed her lips and said, "I believe it."

"Let's go and see what he wants me to do."

An Xin said with some disdain, and rushed towards the command post with Asharuya.

……

The sky in the ancient capital is very noisy.

The sounds of heavy rain and explosions in battle were suppressed, and the war of words on the city's radio became more and more intense, as if both sides wanted to overwhelm the other with their voices.

For Ai Jiangtu.

The people on the other side are Saran's missionaries, and they must not let her succeed. For Yan Qiu.

You're so horrible! How dare you interrupt me while I'm preaching to Master Saran? If I don't kill you today, I'll kill myself right here!
This is a battle of faith!

The two of them got so excited that Ai Jiangtu paused with a retching sound, while Yan Qiu was smug as if he had won, cursing the dead licker while preaching loudly.

After a moment, Ai Jiangtu, who seemed to have lost, suddenly shouted in surprise:

"Ms. An Xin, you are finally willing to come and see me!"

"Hehe, you dead licker, just deceive yourself..." After Yan Qiu finished his retort, he saw that the other party did not respond. He seemed to be scolded and closed his microphone. He laughed twice as if he had tasted honey and continued to spread his doctrine.

resident:"……"

Ai Jiangtu?
Who is it?

Anyway, they are not the second best in Shenzhou.

He must be an undercover agent sent from the Far East!
Somewhere in the ancient capital, Saran heard a quarrel in the sky and felt numb.

Unexpectedly, such a good opportunity to spread his reputation was interrupted by a dead bootlicker, and Yan Qiu even got into a fight with him.

Fortunately, despite some twists and turns, Yan Qiu finally won and the mission was carried out normally.

……

The propagation of sound will decrease.

So the residents of the ancient capital could not hear the sound of fighting at the defense line after the loudspeakers started broadcasting.

And on the battlefield, the noise from the sky of the ancient capital at that moment could not be heard.

Otherwise, the atmosphere on the battlefield at a life-and-death moment would probably become weird.

But other people couldn't hear it. An Yuan still listened to the whole quarrel between Ai Jiangtu and Yan Qiu through the sensory sharing transmitted by An Xin.

Well, I couldn't hold it.

Mu Ningxue watched the thunderbolt slashing the ground and a tumor leader turning into ashes. An Yuan burst out laughing and looked a little dazed:

"what happened?"

"Ahem, it's nothing."

An Yuan restrained his expression and asked seriously, "How many more arrows can you shoot?"

Mu Ningxue said solemnly, "The last two arrows will exhaust the power."

After reaching the fourth spiritual realm, Mu Ningxue was able to shoot arrows freely, at least she didn't have to risk her life after shooting twice.

Now the ice system has reached a high level and has abundant magic energy.

But the power of the Ice Crystal Bow is stronger than ordinary high-level magic. Energy does not come out of thin air. Mu Ningxue has already shot several arrows, and now only has the magic power of two arrows left.

"Then kill one more and retreat."

An Yuan made a strategy. He also wanted to reserve his magic power for later. Killing a few commanders had greatly eased the pressure on the surroundings.

There was no shortage of commanders outside the ancient capital at this time. A few minutes later, another one was killed. With Mo Fan's Level 4 Fierce Fist leading the way, the team retreated safely to the top of the city wall.

Master Jun was filled with emotion, "You three's talent and strength are really beyond my reach at my age."

An Yuan was about to reply when he suddenly looked towards the battlefield in the distance.

The Undead Supreme, who was as tall as a mountain, shattered a thousand meters of land with a powerful palm. Thick black gas exploded and knocked all the super-class mages away!
A moment later, Han Ji led only nine super-class mages to fly back to the city in a panic, while the corpse of the Supreme Mountain stood where it was, condensing the death energy and swallowing it into its big mouth, and its aura became more and more majestic.

Lu Huan and Lord Haisha reached a truce.

Lu Huan retreated back to the city, and the Lord of the Underworld flew to the top of the corpse on the mountain, overlooking the millions of residents of the ancient capital.

(End of this chapter)