Chapter 520: Little Wave
"Wait, wait."
Watching Dou Dou squeezed between the two, wiggling her hips and waving her small hands to interrupt their conversation.
"What's wrong?"
"I haven't been to the very difficult place yet," Watching Dou Dou said, looking aggrieved.
"Haha, once we get to older sister's house, I'll take you to Henan; our place is right near Henan," Ruan Hongzhuang said with a smile, patting her head.
Watching Dou Dou's round eyes widened with excitement as she stood in place, her body twisting.
In that instant, I seemed to lose my reason, as if controlled by a ghost, obediently following that man toward the desolate land outside the village.
Hearing the landlady say this, I helplessly shook my head; it seemed this matter still had to be left to the village head and other villagers to resolve. No matter what, the village head and the others were far more powerful than me.
"Rest assured, just sing; there may be a brief moment of anxiety, but I believe your voice can heal everything."
Qingyang took an old diary from the desk drawer, not knowing where he had dug it up, and flipped it open from front to back for Qingyun and Qingxia to see.
In just an instant, Leng Song reached the mid-stage of the Second Tier, and the power that had not yet stabilized was all compressed into an impenetrable barrier.
At this moment, Tang San, still an infant, heard his mother and father from their youth and smiled happily in his heart.
Jiang Panpan shook her head: "It has nothing to do with you; I have simply found the path I am destined to walk and taken a few steps upon it."
This was the reason for her certainty. Only a few people would know that the two bases could be connected.
On this day of heavy snow, the thick fog also dispersed; the cold sea breeze still blew by the seaside. The only difference was that a floating porcelain bridge slowly rose from the seawater.
This was the policy established five hundred years ago, on the eve of the border war, based on the situation at that time.
Listening on, Bai Luoxi fell asleep with a smile; such days were truly too beautiful. If life could always be like this, she would be willing to do anything.
"Sister Hongling, the ring I gave you is the inheritance," Qingqing said, pointing to the Human King Ring on Murong Hongling's right hand.
"Li Hao, from now on, I, Li Yun, will follow you," Li Yun said very respectfully as he approached Li Hao.
Li Ning was startled and hurriedly took the large blade from her back. At the same time, she summoned her protective armor. Seeing that man lunge forward with one hand, she gathered all her true qi and strength and struck with a single slash.
But good times did not last. Just as Lin Hanxi was about to fall asleep, the noisy voice of Leng Wuxuan came from afar, driving away the sleepiness she had so carefully cultivated. Opening her eyes, she glanced at Leng Wuchen and saw a helpless smile on his lips, looking somewhat awkward.
Lan Fei looked as if she wanted to step forward and stop them, but Feiyu waved his hand, signaling it was unnecessary and that they should leave. Lan Fei still wanted to say something, but Zhao Yang pulled her out, and the other servants also withdrew.
Mei Mo, seeing Leng Yu's expression behind her, recalled the same look when she had once intervened to save her. She could not help but be secretly shocked: who exactly was this person before her, that she had caused Gege to reveal her original killing intent?
Cheng Ruyan had never seen him say such a sentence with such firmness. Curious, she tilted her head to look at him, his profile reflected in the depths of her eyes.
She did not take Lu Chen's hand, but Shu Mingzhu did not take it too much to heart; she knew Lu Chen's habits.
Dong Qingqing drove the sedan into the manor with practiced ease. Before she could even get out, she saw Dong Hao approaching from not far away.
Xiao Changge was certain; she believed that once Gao Yuan knew this, he would surely let them transport the grain and fodder out of the city to meet on both sides.
Because Song Sanyue was too embarrassed to say it was made for her future mother-in-law, she naturally did not mention Wang Fei's identity either. Zhang Lan did not know the importance of this food box; how could a guest living as a dependent be qualified to touch it?
End of Chapter
