Chapter 862

"Director, this is the electric scooter I borrowed—it’s fully charged and can go a hundred kilometers. I’ve personally surveyed the severely drought-stricken areas nearby and calibrated the route map as you requested; I’ve sent it to your phone."

Chu Yuxun directly reported the situation to He Chen, and as she spoke, her gaze drifted toward Zheng Wei.

The meaning was clear: everything was ready except for the east wind!

Or rather, except for tears!

"Excellent!" He Chen was satisfied with Chu Yuxun’s preliminary preparations.

"Heh, no time? I know what you’re anxious about," Jin Yun said with a chuckle.

Xing Lian burst into laughter, her eyes sparkling like stars—was this old man really taking himself for Sun Wukong?

Yao Qing watched Yao Henuan sit down across from him. It wasn’t that Yao Henuan particularly wanted a beautiful gaze across the table—there were only four stone benches, and if she didn’t want to sit opposite Yao Qing, she could only choose to sit beside him.

Jing Ye gave a slight nod. This matter was still murky; the person who knew best about that night’s events was Hua Chulan. He turned to go toward her, but then saw Lan Qingqing had already stepped out.

Since the An Lushan Rebellion broke out and Li Longji led his followers to flee Chang’an, over a year has passed—and now Chang’an has finally returned to Tang hands.

"We’ll keep training next. Don’t be afraid of getting hit—I’ll correct you if you mess up; it’s just more practice. You only get hit if you ignore orders," Zhu Da said simply.

Seeing the other’s smile, Zhou Ziyang grew tense, then finally nodded slightly at the person before him.

Yu Dong, who had been watching his sister, couldn’t help smiling. His sister was always so carefree, never hiding her feelings—but whether happy or upset, as long as she let it go, it was fine.

Meng Huihuang, having swallowed the pill, rolled his eyes back, his body going limp, and collapsed onto the ground.

Ouyang Shi froze, his heart pounding wildly; when Fan Aiai’s hot hand gripped him below, he involuntarily moaned in pleasure.

Since the trap was already set, asking would be pointless anyway—and besides, the other party had said it themselves. Even if he was angry inside, he couldn’t just lash out.

Whirlwind Slash: Strike enemies with a spinning wooden stick, reducing enemy HP by ??? points each time.

"My lord, may I personally request you perform for me? I’ve got plenty of money," said the wealthy young nobleman.

"Yudie, let’s go," Li Qianping now despised Ye Ming and pulled Yudie off the train.

"Enough. All we need to do now is block him—why risk so much for a man who’s already dead?" After a moment’s thought, Li Mo made his decision.

In truth, why should she be so angry? Nan Xueyu didn’t even care about Murong Yao—how much less would she care about someone who had killed her elder sister? This was only the beginning; what truly hurt her was still to come.

Though her stomach was empty, she had no appetite. Mu Yuqing glanced at Mu Yichen beside her—his handsome profile remained as calm as ever, as if Mu Yan’s words were perfectly reasonable.

To outsiders, Yue Ying was holding her breath, staring at the cave entrance. No one knew what she was thinking, and no one dared interrupt her thoughts—none knew her spiritual sense was trapped, struggling desperately against the elemental forces of the array.

Put plainly, she loved sex—that was likely the main reason Lan Yu remained by her side.

Liu Yanran and Lin Siyu sneered. This girl from a crude place had no manners; she deserved this fate. If they hadn’t been in a good mood today, she’d have gotten worse.

Liang Luo gripped Bai Hao’s hand uncontrollably, her knuckles pressing hard enough to make his hand ache slightly.

"I told you not to follow me," Yue Ying’s sweat poured thicker; she couldn’t run anymore, but that disgusting lump kept chasing her.