A Hundred Years in the Blink of an Eye, Descendant of an Old Friend (2)
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Of course Great Wei is still here," Zhang Qiyun said in a daze. He had yet to return to his senses.
The few first-rank demonic beasts who had chased them until they had nowhere to go died just like that?
They died silently in this wasteland like low-grade demonic beasts?
Who was this senior?
"What year is it now?" Zhou Shu looked at Zhang Qiyun and frowned.
Zhang Qiyun was a first-rank martial artist. In his memory, there were only a few first-rank martial artists in the Ten Nations. Although he might not know all of them, Zhang Qiyun didn't look too old. Logically speaking, he should have an impression of such a young first-rank martial artist.
But he had no impression of Zhang Qiyun.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
"What year is it?" Zhang Qiyun looked at Zhou Shu strangely. "It's the tenth year of the Origin."
Zhang Qiyun calculated and said, "According to the New Calendar, it's the 121st year of the New Calendar."