Chapter 523: The Phone Under the Thigh

What, Yu Zhiyi did it too?

That's perfectly normal.

"I know you're anxious, but don't be." Jiang Nian pressed a hand down and glanced at her, but not at her face.

"First, let's talk about the meal allowance. Below a hundred, I won't do it."

"A hundred?" Yu Zhiyi's eyes went wide, her face full of disbelief. "How much do you think my living expenses are?"

"I'm not your father, how would I know your living expenses."

Jiang Nian tucked his hands in and headed toward the edge of the grove

Of course, some people, seeing Yanluo's calm and composed appearance, couldn't help but show a thoughtful look.

Unknowingly, the Seven Emotions Law Lotus had already taken deep root in people's hearts, absorbing the sincere blessings of all under heaven and growing ceaselessly. The Immortal Alliance took the chance to gather all sides, stabilize the populace, and gradually rebuild its own prestige.

Time slowly moved on. Just as the many Wuheng cavalry captains were stalling for time, grinding down the Yellow Turban army's fighting strength, and waiting for the first bird who couldn't hold back and stuck his neck out, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu, who had been locked in combat on the battlefield, finally realized belatedly the strange change in the Wuheng army around them.

"It seems these few wild beasts are the true rulers of this place. They didn't attack me earlier, probably because they looked down on me! Fortunately, I've already put enough distance between us; otherwise, there really wouldn't have been a shred of hope." Xiao Yi couldn't help sighing inwardly.

Actually, this allusion—Guan Zizai certainly knew it, but since no one asked him, he couldn't be bothered to explain it to them. Because for illiterate farmers, explaining would be pointless; they simply wouldn't understand. Letting them know they shouldn't work for free was enough.

"Charge through at full speed?" The already furious mood, combined with annoyed self-reproach, made Taby and Heye Li increasingly restless inside, yet they had to forcibly suppress the impulse in their hearts.

Ma Fangling's heart ached again… sympathy and pity are sometimes like a needle—they too can pierce a person's heart.

No horns, no war drums. Apart from the scouts who had been sent out a step earlier, only squads of galloping, whistling messengers were relaying the meaning of Cai Xu's military orders. The entire army, in as much silence as possible, began slowly advancing toward the direction of the Six-Fork River.

"General Gao, let's find a place to take shelter from the rain first!" The skinny, monkey-like man caught up with General Gao and said in a low voice.

The expressions of those four fellows who had just been mocking him were now beyond description.

A cold wind blew past, and before their eyes lay desolation. Pedestrians on both sides stared at the scene in endless astonishment, their panicked faces frozen in a daze, unable to react for a long time.

That ferocious blade, carrying a terrifying momentum, slashed toward the ten people before him. As they dodged hastily, the blade instantly struck the street right in front of them.

The armies from Black Stone Plain and the Six City-States had already routed the Clarke family's great army. Whether or not they had the help of a formation no longer mattered at this point—especially after the Clarke army learned that Lettis, Hallegmu, and others had fled, their morale was utterly shattered.

This way, he would no longer be fighting alone. Gathering everyone's strength greatly increased the odds of withstanding the tribulation lightning.

Xiao Yimo suddenly shook his head and laughed. Under Zhu Lingling's startled gaze, he simply levitated into the void, then sat cross-legged, looking at the graceful figure seated on the fragrant couch with a teasing smile in his eyes.

"Then the restriction he felt was?" Qinglan's taut nerves eased slightly, and she took a deep breath before speaking.

And she, just like that, held a triangle bell in one hand and a metal rod in the other, gently tapping the main body to produce a crisp, silver-bell-like sound.

Kazami Yukika's left hand looked a bit off at this moment—the elbow area was somewhat swollen. The left long sleeve of Kazami Yukika, who had originally been wearing long sleeves, seemed to have been scorched by high heat; most of it was left in tatters, instantly turning from a long sleeve into a short one, and the obvious impact marks were visible on her left arm.