Chapter 116: Lychees
"Put this fruit in the ice chest first!"
Upon hearing that there were fresh melons to eat, Wang Heng could no longer be bothered with the fresh fruits from Lingnan. She gave the order, picked up her snack basket, and hurried out.
"Yes!" Baizhi replied, taking the small basket of lychees—still attached to their leaves—away to be chilled. Baishao and Baiji followed closely behind, while the two female bodyguards, Aman and Zhao Jiniang, trailed quietly after them.
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Yet, how could things go so smoothly? At that moment, Yiluo suddenly lunged out from the pile of rubble behind him. Predicting Ling Han's position, he pushed off the ground and flew toward him.
However, because they were hungry and the path they were on was the only way to the village, they were hindered. Mo Ziming had previously reassigned all of his personal secret guards, so these men were merely recruits who had been pulled in halfway through their training. Consequently, while their martial skills were barely passable, these guards—lacking any training in emotional intelligence—fell right into Zuo Susu's hands.
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It was better to voice these problems; it would at least make things feel a little easier. He felt utterly exhausted, unable to find a decent gift while others were traveling in such luxurious vehicles.
It was like a massive beehive, with countless bees layered upon one another, a dark, swarming mass.
Before I even had a chance to walk in, the security guard had already emerged from inside the Tang mansion and shouted a demand for my business.
Well, this strategist of the Jin Kingdom couldn't fathom what林奕 (Lin Yi) intended by suddenly bringing up this matter.
"Heh heh, it's good that you returned safely..." Xiong Heng, perhaps genuinely oblivious, offered a bland, flat response.
The Guiyi Sect had no interest in joining the commotion; let the others clamor. After all, those low-grade immortal artifacts they were fighting over were not even as useful as the super ninth-grade spiritual artifacts of the Guiyi Sect.
Elder Su recalled the disciples he had seen on the road, their bodies stained with blood, and sighed, certain they must have endured a bitter battle.
"Very well." Shen Xia nodded. She rose, bowed to Yang Huimin, then bowed to Lu Heng, turned, and followed Lu Yunqing away with long strides.
Her hair, long enough to reach her ankles, cascaded like ink, and the green jade bells at her waist chimed melodiously. The moment she turned, her faint smile was so breathtaking that the very world seemed to tremble in awe; she was beautiful beyond compare, and human language could barely describe her countenance.
Furthermore, at the very least, they were still trying to stabilize the safety of the sanctuary. I suspect the reason the fat man said that to the others was because he had no other choice; after all, they had to ensure their own supplies were sufficient first, didn't they?
Xue Xiaolei still said nothing, prepared to hold out to the end. No matter what you said, as long as I didn't open my mouth, you couldn't do anything about it.
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"It's fine, Nangong! Let's go to class!" Yun Bing shook her head, flashed a sweet smile at Nangong Zhaoan, and took the initiative to grab his school uniform sleeve, dragging him away.
Shen Feng used his expert driving skills to block the alley entrance with the car body, leaving only a gap narrow enough for a person to squeeze through sideways. This had two benefits: first, it prevented the walking dead on the road outside from entering the alley; second, it was a precaution—should he be chased by the undead, the narrow gap ensured he wouldn't be trapped by the vehicle itself.
Even in deep thought, the Empress would not dwell on such things; she focused solely on how to make the "child" in her womb serve the greatest purpose.
After chatting with her parents for a while, Sang Zhi grew sleepy and couldn't help but yawn as she sat there.
The few people at the door were terrified, their hearts racing at 180 beats per minute. They whispered to each other, wondering if this Tang Si, a true devil in every sense, would come for them after finishing off Yao Li.
"No, no, Brother Xu is acting in the sect's best interest. Everyone has seen his efforts over this period," the cultivator behind him whispered repeatedly.
With no other choice, Zhu Peng found a mountain, hollowed out a cave, slipped inside, and sealed it off. Finally, he sat cross-legged within the stone chamber, focusing his attention on choosing his bloodline talent.