Chapter 235: Dream Recollection

Wu Menglin showed no surprise at Zhao Xuerong's appearance.

Instead, she cheerfully invited her to join in, saying she could let her have one if she wanted.

"You… you…" Zhao Xuerong's face turned bright red, at a loss for words.

She had always known Wu Menglin was open-minded, but she never expected her to be this open.

"You can't have both," Wu Menglin said with a grin.

And

"That's too much trouble—just applying for it gives me a headache, and there's so much cargo to transport. I'm not going to seek out such trouble," Alyssa shook her head vigorously.

For example, if there's a problem so difficult that no solution exists in this era, but by using spatial-temporal laws to travel to the future, you might find the solution there.

"Yes, my lord," Tian Bin beamed with joy; after enduring so long in discomfort, he finally had a chance to escape.

"I was chased out by those guys—each one individually isn't a threat, but once they form a group, they coordinate perfectly, and in the end you can't think of any way to deal with them," Qi Hongyi said helplessly.

"Master, the zombies in Santai City are beginning to gather in an orderly fashion, and their numbers are rising continuously!" Medusa's voice was emotionless as she explained to Fangcheng.

Zhang Zhijie immediately turned his horse and rode back to his mansion, worried all the way. If he'd known she'd give birth today, he never would've left—last night she was fine, and now she was going into labor.

"Well, those were all things from the Crossbell days. The Gray Divine Knight, as a symbol of suppression forces, was naturally at odds with Crossbell's stance, but we never actually met face-to-face," Randy answered unusually honestly.

He kept with him a personal guard unit of five hundred men armed with bows, horse sabers, and short firearms, similar to Zhang Qiang's hunter cavalry, plus a reconnaissance cavalry unit—totaling one thousand troops, always at his side.

"If Dad goes, we'll go too—but Xinchen, I just want to ask: will there be any danger there?" Qiu Ba looked at Huo Xinchen.

Fosai didn't know what hidden cards Xuan Yuanmuxia had, nor did he understand what was so appealing about a place where people ate each other. But as someone inexperienced, he had no right to stop her. After determining the direction, he could only dutifully lead the horse, pointing the way as he guided Xuan Yuanmuxia and Anlidai'er toward Wolonggang.

Is Luo Ge really the abbot of Puti Temple? Ye Shaoxuan could deny being the abbot of Puti Temple, but Luo Ge had lived in Puti Temple for endless ages—and now he was blessing his own theft.

Of course, Leng Lingxian was watching all of this; at this moment, she believed Yang Chen might not care whether Yang Junyao lived or died.

Only after the crystal communication had passed from Ye Yuhuan's hands to every other member of Tianzhihen did the call end. Everyone felt a weight lift—apparently, they had all agreed with Shenxing Wuji to meet on the coastline, and with Shenxing Wuji's reconnaissance, the risk of returning had dropped significantly.

Qin Ziyan was startled to see, in the rearview mirror, a white fox perched on Qin Xiqian's shoulder, as if it had appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm leaving," Zhang Yuan said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes as he watched Fu Yanxu's back.

Miao Lan dared not approach Jun Ninglan again, so she turned her pleading gaze toward Ye Zhen, who was equally exasperated.

The silver arc struck Su Kai's fist, tearing it apart, then flashed past Su Kai's neck.

Li Zixiao said nothing and, while Qin Xiqian wasn't looking, took a big bite out of her cotton candy too.

The next day, Han Siyou arrived as promised at the front gate of F University, waiting early for Cen Kexin to finish class.