Chapter 624

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"Jing Liu, have you run into something happy lately? Mind sharing?"

In the end, General Teng Xiao still couldn't hold back from asking this.

It's not really his fault for wanting to pry; it's just that Jing Liu lately seems as if she's received some earth-shattering good news.

It's that kind of smile....

How to put it — there's a kind of can't-wait eagerness, like she's stumbled upon some peerless treasure.

But mixed in there is also a morbid heaviness, just very....

And there's another issue: how does Jing Liu give off that.... married-woman vibe?

It's not that he was looking improperly; it's just really obvious.

He's known Jing Liu for nearly a thousand years, since the Cangcheng Xianzhou era; it's impossible he wouldn't notice.

Normally she's ice-cold, and on the battlefield she's a combat-high bulldozer.

But after this war ended, when Jing Liu quieted down, the charm in her every raised-hand gesture — does this damn thing even make sense?

"General, this is my private matter."

Jing Liu answered flatly, yet still couldn't fully suppress the rhythm of her breathing.

'Xuan Ge, I'll be back soon; you must miss me terribly, right?'

Right now she has no brainpower to spare for answering Teng Xiao's question.

Because at this moment her mind is entirely filled with Little Xuan Ge's image.

The thought of the other party being so small, maybe only reaching her waist, or perhaps her chest, makes her unable to resist wanting to possess fiercely.

"Alright then." Seeing Jing Liu didn't want to talk, Teng Xiao shrugged.

Even though the other party wouldn't say, he guessed some of it.

It should be about the fox-person Bai Hang; otherwise Jing Liu couldn't be this happy.

This is a matter between those two as close female friends; he, as the General, knows a bit.

But thinking of that, Teng Xiao didn't pursue it further.

As long as the juniors can be happy, that's fine; he's just old and likes to ask a few extra questions for no reason.

This General Position — it looks like boundless glory, prestige maxed out.

But in reality it's a shackle, binding oneself, serving only public justice, not personal interests.

Jing Liu thought of something then and asked: "Right, General, does our Xianzhou... Alliance still have 'parents' orders and matchmakers' words'?"

Xuan Ge's parents' side — she needs to keep an eye on them, ensure she leaves a good impression, then seize this opportunity.

Even though her age is a whole generation older than Xuan Ge's parents, that doesn't stop her from calling them Father and Mother.

"Parents' orders and matchmakers' words?"

Hearing Jing Liu's thunderbolt question, Teng Xiao fell into thought.

"The Xianzhou Alliance does indeed still have this tradition, but.... that basically all falls under political marriage and such."

The Xianzhou Alliance just likes the old ways, but they're not primitives.

The tradition Jing Liu mentions would only circulate on the political level or among those surname Families; it's to guarantee a cooperative relationship between both sides.

Of course, the commoner classes also do this quite a lot; after all, Xianzhou immortals are long-lived species, generational turnover is very slow.

"If it's not a political marriage, say.... the other party's parents really like me.... no, wait, it's a friend of mine."

Jing Liu nearly let slip that the person was her.

Fortunately, she didn't articulate that word clearly; General Teng Xiao probably didn't catch it.

"If it's like that, then it counts; after all, Xianzhou puts filial piety first — if the other party's parents can like your friend, that shows the relationship with that man is also good."

Teng Xiao seriously analyzed for Jing Liu, not perceiving in the slightest that Jing Liu's eyes were already brimming with dense pink peach-blossoms.

He's lived too long; normally he also likes listening to gossip to relax his mind.

As for Jing Liu's friend.... could it be that genius aviator is getting married?

Then does he, as the General, have to send a gift?

"Many thanks for clearing things up, General; I'll head down now."

Jing Liu suppressed her heavy breathing, finished speaking, and exited this Command Room, returning to her resting quarters.

The instant she entered, Jing Liu kicked off her boots, then jumped onto the bed, hugging a pillow and rubbing her cheeks against it.

"Xuan Ge Xuan Ge Xuan Ge Xuan Ge."

Jing Liu was still enduring her emotions, but could no longer keep them from leaking out entirely.

Her exhaled breath formed a faint thin mist; Jing Liu's pair of gem-like crimson pupils were already filled with pink peach-blossoms.

"The fleet has three more hours; Little Xuan Ge, don't be afraid, Sister Jing Liu is coming right away."

"Mhm, after three hours, I'm going to do a big thing!"

Hearing Xuan Ge's words, Jing Yuan glanced at the other party speechlessly.

"Haji Xuan, you bastard, looking for a beating nonstop, huh."

Xuan Ge's thunderous declaration — he figured it out in just 0.1 seconds.

The other party intends to go to the thunderous Lin Yuan Jing, then the thunderous air force, then thunderously buy a fish in a sorry state, and finally go home to thunderously take a beating.

"So what? You going or not? This time maybe I can swipe a jar of Youlong Du from Dan Feng for my dad."

Hearing about Youlong Ferry, Jing Yuan tossed Dan Feng aside.

"Go, go, go, but your mother is Wuniangzi, can you guarantee I won't have my pants pulled down and get a spanking?"

The moment Jing Yuan thought of Xuan Ge's mother seamlessly switching to her battle face, his butt hurt.

His mother and Xuan Mu met during pregnancy, so he, Jing Yuan, usually can call Xuan Mu 'Mother' as well.

Of course, it is the same on Xuan Ge's side.

If it's their two dads doing the beating, those are all prop races.

There's the Dinghai Broom Stick, Huntian Seven Wolves, Supreme Great Fast Drag.

But if it's their two mothers laying hands on them, those all possess a real physics engine, it's really using hands.

He, an eight-hundred-year-old general, being beaten is one thing, but if he's spanked by hand, this old face of his is somewhat unable to be put down.

On the platform, the teacher currently lecturing, his peripheral vision catching sight of Jing Yuan and Xuan Ge in the back row by the window secretly communicating again, his gaze sharpened.

Without changing expression, he picked up the blackboard eraser, then weighed it in his hand, ensuring the soft side would be the soft side facing when thrown.

Then, this strike pierced stars.

The blackboard eraser swept a white arc through the air, like the light arrow dropped by the Imperial Bow, flying straight toward Xuan Ge.

Smack!

Xuan Ge extended a single hand, struck by the blackboard eraser in an extremely pretentious pose, chalk dust covering his face.

"Hahahaha!"

The surrounding classmates, seeing Xuan Ge fail to act cool as Jia Hao, all burst into laughter.

"Damn it, daring to laugh at Us, when I get back I'll drag you out one by one."

Xuan Ge indeed anticipated the teacher's anticipation, only he didn't anticipate that his body couldn't keep up with his brain's anticipation.

All his power right now goes into maintaining the World Line's causality, so right now he only has one shot of a super-powered light arrow in hand.

Even though his own foundation remains, his body is too weak.

It's that kind where mental reactions are peak-level, but the body is too weak to keep up with the reactions, always feeling a beat slow.

And there's also an illusion of remapped keys, possibly caused by his body being too small right now.

He might not fully adapt until the moment he arrives at the Heaven-Man Species fixation.

But compared to these, what he's most lucky about is that he didn't run into Dalihua at this time, otherwise he'd truly be sat to death by Dalihua's thunderous sit.

Big cart pulling a small horse.