Chapter 779

More than a month had passed since leaving Daiyi City, and the Great Qin had reached the end of February.

Spring’s presence was still faint; the northern snow and ice had mostly melted, and temperatures had risen.

Xiao Yu had traveled over two thousand li, winding and pausing along the way.

She passed through many places, with special focus on seven commandery seats and two or three dozen county towns.

What she saw and heard along the journey filled her with both astonishment and disappointment, heavy sorrow and a quiet joy at recognizing the familiar mountains, rivers, and famed cities of her past life.

Astonishment

“Aren’t we going to the police station?” Li Weisi asked, only to realize his voice was hoarse as a broken gong.

After discovering he could not send signals outward, Lin Tianya tried using his spiritual sense to probe the stone door.

Fortunately, she had seated the guests in the flower pavilion, some distance away; otherwise, the Shi family would have lost even more face today.

The rank-level spore beast writhed wildly before my eyes, shrieking in agony; my Thunderclap Rifle could pierce its skull and inflict additional damage.

As Yu Ziqing’s voice faded, Yue Luo nodded, said nothing more, and fixed her gaze directly on the herbs before her.

“The twenty-first century?” Harry looked bewildered, then lowered his head to count on his fingers. The more he calculated, the stiffer his body grew, as if every joint creaked like rusted machinery. “This is impossible!” he finally screamed.

At that moment, Wen Ningyuan called out the names of Wen Jiaren and Chen Youwei, and a murmur spread through the crowd below the combat platform.

At the very moment Murong Snow greeted him, Fang Shihua subtly pulled his hand away from Xiao Keli. Yet Xiao Keli showed no anger.

The Lin family had naturally noticed Lin Tianya’s actions, but none of them asked a word.

Zong Ming now seized the chance to punish Li Weisi, ordering him to replace all his bedding. Li Weisi could only accept his misfortune, gathering a pile of sheets late at night and trudging to the laundry room to scrub them by hand. After fifteen minutes of exertion, he finally stuffed everything into the washing machine and headed to the gym to keep watch on his unscrupulous superior.

“That makes sense. You catch the fish. Rick will assist with the White Ice Fish. We’ll go gather firewood. Do your best.” Yan Qinqing slowly rose, waved to Kai Burei in the river, tugged her magic cloak, and turned to leave.

In contrast to the fallout caused by Wu Zhideng of the Lantern Association, the National Security Department of the Tian Tang Kingdom was shrouded in gloom, brows furrowed, everyone tense and agitated, the air thick with the stench of cigarettes.

She took out a small amount of tissue from her pocket, picked up the poisoned needle from the ground, wrapped it carefully, and placed it inside her travel bag.

She was certain Kong Yan had feelings for her, yet she simply could not understand why he showed no reaction. Perhaps in Kong Yan’s eyes, his grand ambitions mattered most, while emotion was utterly expendable. Yet she remained here, foolishly waiting—as if waiting for a love that would never come.

Long Qingqing had vanished, and his heart was already heavy; when he just now sensed the message from Long Qingqing and felt her aura, Feng Jiutian grew even more anxious that something had happened to her. Now, with this said, who could possibly be happy?

Song Zian raised an eyebrow: “My family doesn’t have such a rule.” Though he said it, he couldn’t help wondering whether he was failing as an older brother—he’d never bought his sister anything with his own money.

Cheng Yiping’s eyes flashed with cold light, but he feigned ignorance and began to deceive one after another.

There exists a kind of enemy who, to eliminate you, will use methods you could never anticipate.

The second aunt came up, changed her shoes, her face beaming with joy—clearly, she was overjoyed.

“I can’t fly a helicopter either, but I’ll give it a try!” My soul merged with a pilot, while Hu Banxian attached himself to the co-pilot.

On another front, Liangzhou had now encountered a curious problem: there was too much money.