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Chapter 1574: Snowstorm Followers

    <h4>Chapter 1574: Chapter 1574: Snowstorm Followers</h4><h4></h4>


    enor Wood’s hand trembled slightly.


    Her eyes were somewhat moist.


    She moved her throat, and suddenly drank down the wine in her cup.


    "You’re not lying to me?" enor Wood, eyes red, gripped the cup tightly: "This matter, I hope you’re not joking with me."


    "I, Julius Reed, say what I mean, when have I ever lied?" Julius Reed looked straight into enor Wood’s eyes, tapping his head: "Your Sealing Pulse is truly impressive, directly altering my memory. I should have remembered this earlier."


    "Where is she!" enor Wood stood up, hands pressed on the table, and shouted loudly: "Where!"


    enor Wood, usually mature and stable, was losingposure for the first time!


    "Sit down!" Julius Reed frowned slightly and reprimanded.


    enor Wood obediently sat down, filled Julius Reed’s ss, and offered it respectfully with both hands.


    "You’re not a good opponent, you came to kill me, but helped me a lot. Yet, you are a good man. Seeing enor Wood’s emotions slightly relieve, Julius Reed calmed his tone: "A few words can’t exin it, drink first, then we’ll find Break Heaven! After resolving the Town matters, I will definitely help you. However... aren’t the Valley Masters of Medicine King Valley all incapable in that aspect..."


    To prevent the position of the Medicine King from being hereditary, Medicine King Valley fully investigates whether the candidates for Medicine King have offspring, and after the investigation, administers them medicine.


    Ensuring they cannot have offspring.


    "I’m a genius!" enor Wood raised a jar of wine directly, drinking heartily. "Just tell me where she is!"


    After drinking the jar of wine, his face flushed slightly.


    "Once I get Break Heaven..."


    Crack!


    Before Julius Reed could finish speaking, enor Wood lifted Harry River and pushed the wine to the ground: "Hurry up and go!"


    The north wind howled.


    Harry River’s neck shrank into his clothes, both hands tucked into his sleeves, stepping on the snow, crunching sound.


    Behind him, followed enor Wood and Julius Reed.


    enor Wood’s face was flushed, clothes open, seemingly not caring about the wind and snow at all.


    Julius Reed seemed pensive, walking while thinking.


    Indeed, a lot of memories have returned.


    But what returned wasn’t the altered parts, rather parts he had no impression of.


    These memories have no corrtion, more like randomly sealed.


    The human brain is extremelyplex, even if Sealing Pulse is capable, it cannot urately seal some memories.


    Among the recollections, there happened to be those concerning Harry River and enor Wood.


    Four years!


    Julius Reed lost memory, though gradually recovering, it was still very slow!


    He always thought he remembered most of the things.


    However, he has plenty of memories!


    Spanning countless years!


    Once, what he thought was the majority is now just the tip of the iceberg.


    He had investigated enor Wood, investigated Harry River, and many others.


    His memory ability is exceptional, capable of recalling anything that had happened.


    Now.


    He remembers.


    Harry River escaped back then, Julius Reed knew.


    And bringing Devlin to the Seven Clouds Academy, aside from seeking the Divine Dragon Tripod, there was anotheryer of purpose, to have him find the powerful sword Break Heaven!


    Using Devlin’s ambition, bringing the Undead Tribe out of the shadows!


    But not until Harry River whispered to him did Julius Reed realize he had miscalcted.


    The fortune teller is no simple matter!


    Can actually deceive the heavens!


    Lost Demarco Mount?


    Julius Reed didn’t care!


    Because someone is guarding the emperor’s toilet.


    That person is unbeatable!


    As for enor Wood, afterpeting with Julius Reed over medicine, he was thoroughly investigated.


    Exposed to the core.


    "Fortune teller, where’s the thing!" enor Wood kept urging.


    His heart in chaos!


    Hundreds of years ago, to save the woman he loved, he gave uppeting over the Sealing Pulse Vein Holder and went to Medicine King Valley alone!


    Starting the revenge plot against Pendleton!


    Hundreds of yearster!


    He awakens!


    Walking out from the Boulevard!


    The first thing was to send someone to investigate the whereabouts of the woman.


    Even though enor Wood knows, the woman is long gone.


    Birth, aging, illness, and death, are just nature.


    Facts are as such.


    Zain Ellsworth used all his powers, still couldn’t find anything about the woman.


    enor Wood had alreadye to terms.


    But now!


    Julius Reed actually said—


    Said the woman is still alive?


    enor Wood believes!


    The words of the master cannot be false!


    "Brother, if there had been a single peanut, you wouldn’t be this drunk." Harry River reluctantly spoke: "In this ice and snow, I haven’t even had a bite of hot food, are you trying to murder me!"


    Originally, with wine and peanuts, Harry River nned to have a good drink.


    Having chosen to be in the master’s boat, he no longer needed any disguise.


    But before he could drink, it was emptied by enor Wood, and taken to this icy world.


    "Once you get the thing, I’ll let you drink to your heart’s content!" enor Wood was excited, his mind filled with her!


    That woman, whom he spared no effort to save!


    She is still alive!


    The snow was overwhelming.


    Three people traveled in the boundless white snow, very conspicuous.


    "Who is the traitor?" Harry River turned around, looking at Julius Reed who was deep in thought: "Are you sure it will work?"


    "The traitor is either Gabriel Young or Ambrose Young. But don’t worry, once we left the hotel to find the thing here, Devlin surely gets the news." Julius Reed quickened his pace, looking at a small mountain not far ahead.


    "How can you be sure that Devlin knows the one he holds is fake? You know, my skill in forgery is top-notch." Harry River and Julius Reed walked side by side, murmuring softly.


    "We don’t need to do anything, Devlin will believe it himself." Julius Reed smiled: "A suspicious person will convince himself, no one else is needed."


    "Years ago, I took Break Heaven, hoping to dominate. But the result left me so destitute. Being a master is not easy, the ancestor was shortsighted, failed to see the situation, dying by your hand is only normal." Harry River walked very slowly.


    The snow was too deep!


    Half a meter deep!


    Walking on it was like trudging through a swamp.


    A kilometer away from them.


    There was a snow armored vehicle.


    "Mr. Michael, are you sure you want to follow?" A man with pale skin, sitting in the driver’s seat, reconfirmed: "There is no cover here, if exposed, only a fight to the death awaits."


    "Let’s go." Devlin sat in the passenger seat, a cigarette in his mouth.


    Under the ck mask, his expression was unclear.


    There were seven people in the armored vehicle.


    Five undead were seated in the back.


    "At such close range, I still decide..."


    Thud!


    Before the man’s words were finished!


    Devlin drew the deadly Break Heaven and stabbed directly into his chest!


    Blood dripped slowly along the de.


    The undead man’s body convulsed wildly, and the pale skin started turning yellow!


    From a body once devoid of blood,rge amounts started to flow.


    "I dislike nonsense." Devlin withdrew the long de!


    The man slumped against the seat, his pupils gradually returning to ck.


    But quickly, life was gone.


    "Someone drive, don’t make me use the de again." Devlin puffed smoke casually and spoke slowly.
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