The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking - Chapter 185

[Article 185]

At the time, when the ups and downs of thousands of years did not happen, this mountain was much higher than it is now, and it has another name, called the Holy Mountain.

The pure white light went up the foot of the mountain and finally landed on the top of the snow peak.

They stood side by side gently and calmly, overlooking the whole earth for the last time on the top of the mountain. All the outlines became blurred, the golden red flames gradually extinguished, and the dazzling white light became warm and shallow…

and finally spread from the top of the mountain .

When it flows down and covers the whole earth, it is like the gentlest ray of morning light.

Three days later, people from all over the continent woke up one after another.

In the woodlands outside Bath Valley, the little lion class was one of the first to wake up.

He lay on the ground blankly for a while, as if he didn’t realize where he was and why he was in this place.

He blinked and found that he suddenly couldn’t remember what happened before. He only remembered that he seemed to be entangled by a snake-like cane and was sucked into jerky.

Fucking jerky?

!

Ban Yigulu rolled over and sat up, only to realize that he was no longer in the form of a beast, but changed back to a human appearance.

He lowered his head and scoured every part of his body until he was sure that he was full of flesh and blood, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

But before he spit out this breath, he was agitated again.

Because he slowly remembered what happened here before he was entangled by the cane, albeit not so clearly.

He remembered that he and his clansmen had a very tragic fight with the sand ghost, and many people died…

Xiao!

And Dan!

Ban got up and rushed towards the two beasts that were still lying not far away… oh no, they’ve turned back into humans.

However, after just one look, he was stunned.

If he remembered correctly, Xiao and Dan’s hands and feet were abolished in that tragic battle, and the loss of blood alone was enough to kill them several times.

But at this time, most of their wounds have healed, and they are not as bad as Ban remembers.

They were lying on their heads, and if it wasn’t for the frowning of their brows and the mutilated legs and feet, Ban would have suspected that he was dreaming.

He scratched his chin, still a little unsure, so he reached out and gestured on Zhuang Handan’s body, picking the most painful part of his waist and twisting it hard.

“Ow—” Dan let out a lively cry, closing his eyes and frowning just like a slap, and slapped Ben’s sluggish paw away like a mosquito.

“It hurts, it’s not a dream!” the wicked little brat thought contentedly.

In fact, he was still young and should be at an age when he didn’t know any worries, but he experienced the feeling of relief and the rest of his life in advance.

He glanced at the clansmen all over the floor, they were still awake, and their brows were wrinkled in drowsiness.

He should have called them up one by one, but he was suddenly a little lazy and wanted to stretch himself.

In fact, he also put it into practice.

The little brat fell straight down with a bang, rolled three times in a row on the grass, rolled like a mud dog, and then lay on his back on the ground with his arms and legs wide open, and laughed twice.

Before he woke up just now, he had a dream, dreaming of his father as tall as a mountain, he dreamed that Mai rubbed his head, then lifted him up on his shoulders like a puppy, and carried him Walking in the mild morning light…

After a few days, most of the people who suffered because of the aftermath woke up. The wilderness picked up another batch, and finally found that there was a large batch lying on the south coast.

There are thousands of people here, all of whom seem to have floated up from the sea and stranded on the beach.

The clothes on their bodies were dried, and they even harvested a little sea salt for nothing. If they were shaken by anyone, they could save two bowls, which was quite a bargain.

The work of claiming these “floating corpses” at sea is not troublesome, because most of them come from St. Antis and some nearby towns.

Not long after they were discovered, they were brought back by a group of troops from the Golden Lion Kingdom.

Humans are indeed a very tough being, who can endure blows and disasters. From returning to their town with a face full of injuries, to jumping around the streets with arms and crutches, this whole transition. The period only took about a month.

The emperor of the Northern Jade Kingdom took the lead in killing himself, made himself a human skin sandbag, and disappeared with the group of palace guards who had been harmed by him, and went with the sand ghosts under the loess. That dry city-state small country has long been without a leader.

So after this encounter, the area of the Golden Lion Kingdom has unexpectedly doubled several times, reaching the ice in the north.