Chapter 740: 87. The Distance Between Siblings

87. The Distance Between Siblings

Having eaten and drunk his fill, after cleaning up, it was nearing midnight.

The lights in the courtyard of Li Wan and her son next door had all been extinguished.

It was time to sleep.

Ouyang Rong and A-Qing stopped their whispers and each got up, preparing to rest.

This courtyard had only one main room; the others were all utility rooms, and the main room also only had this one bed that could be slept on.

Conditions were difficult; one could only adapt.

The Little Xiao Mojing Miaosi was small in size and could slip into the wardrobe to sleep soundly, but A-Qing could not.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, it was time to rest.

Ouyang Rong and A-Qing stopped their whispers and each got up, preparing to rest.

This courtyard had only one main room, and there was only one bed in the room.

The Little Xiao Mojing Miaosi was small in size and could slip into the wardrobe to sleep, but A-Qing could not.

The siblings tacitly agreed they could only squeeze onto one bed.

However, Ouyang Rong had prepared two quilts, taking them out from the wardrobe. After spreading them out, he turned his head to look at her, who was playing with Miaosi—

Tian Liang informed that he had recruited another 20-plus people, all retired personnel, young, strong, and disciplined. Wang Xiao was very reassured and left it to Tian Liang to arrange himself. He also gave him a few Insight-Guiding Jade Tablets, telling him that these tablets would be useful if the patrol team got lost in the mountains in the future, but no one was allowed to go to the mountaintop.

The several grandfathers sitting there looked down at their computers one after another. On the opposite screen, several grandfathers wearing uniforms received the video signal and subsequently also flipped through their dedicated computers.

I'm afraid that in her heart, a rising star like me is also a tool, just like everyone else, only that she likes me a bit more.

After a round of operations by Tang Tian, Ghost Douluo directly became a person of the Douluo Hall; the Spirit Hall could never return to him no matter what.

Seeing the old Daoist's complaining appearance, Wang Xiao also felt pity in his heart. After all, since ancient times, there had been the saying: "In prosperous times, monks are chaotic; in chaotic times, Daoists descend the mountain."

The body of the Savage Ghost King was truly too large; even the largest Eternal Qilin was not as big as one of its palms.

The old man in front seemed to know that his situation was not good. He gritted his teeth, and the dagger trembled on the spot, like eight high-speed virtual slashes. Layers of airflow collapsed, and streaks of green phosphorus fire surged out, turning into a mad dragon emitting a rich corrosive odor, sticking closely to the dagger's blade, and then slashed out at once, green and cold.

His hand subconsciously placed on his chest, touching a hard object; it was a green jade pendant.

The three of them talked and laughed all the way, playing and making trouble, and under Su Jing's lead, they arrived at a vegetable restaurant, with a sign next to it that read "Mountain Outside Mountain."

People who lived in the gentle cradle of the 21st century suddenly arrived in a new world full of forests.

After self-hypnosis failed more than a hundred times, Gu Nian, who no longer worked, put down the sprayer in her hand and then slumped in a corner of the medicine garden. She hadn't practiced properly for several days. Over this past month, besides recognizing medicinal herbs, she hadn't learned any other knowledge.

Although they really disliked these divine creatures, the Wind God and the others had no other way and could only pinch their noses to offer some generous conditions to get these divine creatures to act.

Shangguan Yan gritted her teeth. She naturally knew how important tonight was for her; she absolutely could not let this Shangguan Cha ruin her big plan.

Wen Qingcheng felt that she was a bit unable to hold on, but she didn't know that at this moment, Qin Yixiao's state was not much better than hers.

Wang Beiying and Xian Rushi had fought for most of their lives. Xian Rushi didn't want to see anything related to Wang Beiying again.

Her heart was mostly at ease. The curved side of her finger gently rubbed against the spot that had been covered by the slight coolness, her eyes lifted upward, and she glared fiercely.

Gu Qing entered the room, lazily flopping onto the bed, and in a spread-eagled shape, occupied three-quarters of the entire bed.

She closed her eyes, wanting to feel it carefully, but she couldn't capture anything; her mind was a blank.

Thinking that Qi Han had already left Tianjing Mountain, although she didn't know where he had gone now, it was definitely related to the Hallucination Grass.

Without disturbing others, without bringing trouble to others, we really don't need to care too much about other people's thoughts.

After that youth shone a light on Qin Huan, he nodded slightly, and the stone door slowly opened a gap, just enough for a person to pass through.

Qin Huan immediately fell into silence. Wouldn't the actions of the Fog-Hidden Sect over these hundreds of years be in vain?

And it was Ding Yuan who exposed the identity of this masked man, but as the youngest son of King Yama, it was possible for Ding Yuan to know this so-called Third Prison Master. ===== CHAPTER 741 =====