Chapter 575: I'll Come Find You When I Need Something

Night fell, and the kitchen was warm and cozy.

Jiang Nian leaned against the glass door to rest. Clear laughter drifted in from the living room. He glanced at his phone but didn't reply.

Swoosh—the glass door was pulled open.

"Is it ready yet?"

"Almost." Jiang Nian looked at Xu Qianqian, quite impressed. "Just for this one bite, you can even make up an excuse."

"What do you know!"

The late-night snack was rice cakes simmered with green garlic, the golden broth rolling in the pot. The method was also very simple—water, rice cakes

Liu Ci, however, did not ignore him as he had guessed. Instead, after a moment of serious consideration, she answered him.

"Master, the Bodhisattva once said that once the scripture-seeking is complete, you will attain the true fruit. Do you know what kind of true fruit you'll be given?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Don't rush—search carefully again!" Su Fan said with a calm expression. His physical body was now so powerful that skipping a meal wouldn't starve him.

Luo Ge laughed heartily, wrapped an arm around her, and with a click of the spurs on his boots, the fine horse shot off like a meteor toward the depths of the grassland.

So whenever people talked about Xia Yi, he didn't even bother listening, and sometimes deliberately kept his distance, as if afraid such matters would rub off on him.

The old farmer immediately said that these masked monks were clearly not easy to provoke—one look told you they weren't good sorts. Earlier they had ordered the whole village to bring every child under ten, so the old farmer immediately said Jiang Afo was already ten.

Lan Rui pressed both palms to her lips, and the taut, breath-held face finally broke into a smile. Before Lan Rui could react, Yu Xiao began the return journey that set her heart pounding again.

The scout bees in the Scout Cauldron produced one every ten minutes, with a maximum capacity of thirty scout bees. Inside there was one queen bee and one king bee. The Scout Cauldron currently had six left, so replenishing the number would take time.

"Since you know you can't beat me, Lu, why still throw an egg against a rock? Do you really think my Lu family fears your Ling household?" Lu Zhentian pretended to be unconcerned on the surface, but inwardly was praying that Ling Yun would quit while he was ahead and stop making trouble.

The boy still had other customers to attend to and couldn't keep chatting with Liu Ci. She also couldn't understand the dwarves' language, so she was about to leave the tavern to look around elsewhere. Then the big golden-bearded man the boy had called "Uncle Rabbit" pushed past his companions and suddenly walked toward Liu Ci.

These past days, he had seen Sui Ren become happier and more optimistic than ever before—his personality had brightened considerably, his temper naturally much gentler, and a rare smile hung on his face.

Whosever dog went missing, you could bet your bones you'd find them in his outhouse. He was an orphan, so even if he said he'd been framed, no one would go plead his case.

But the weirdo was slippery—grabbed him several times, and he slipped away each time. And this guy's skills weren't in fighting but in escaping. Scaling walls and roofs wasn't an exaggeration at all—a few steps of running start and he could stick to the wall, easily flip up onto it, his feet pumping back and forth, and casually climb up ten-plus meters.

It poked its head inside to look, saw the Yellow Emperor and Leizu sleeping very soundly as well, looked back and saw the generals still showing no unusual movement. It gave a smug yet sinister cold laugh and dove headfirst into the bridal chamber.

"Thank you, Captain Zhao!" Xiao Yunfei said with a smile. Of course he understood what Captain Zhao's gift meant—it was telling him not to cause any "trouble" in this police station.

"Good, then I'll trouble you." Zhang Donghai said. Chen Zhitao had already left once Zhang Donghai finished his physical exam.

Ancient Immortal Ba Tian saw he couldn't take down the Old Dragon King, and with enemies eyeing him from all sides, his eyeballs darted, and he turned and ran. Unfortunately, had he not run he could've fought a while longer. By pulling back he opened up distance from the Old Dragon King, giving the Fire Phoenix and the others a chance to strike.

Old Master Wang gritted his teeth, never expecting Meng Fan to hold such a grudge and be such a scoundrel, insulting them like this. But they really couldn't leave—they had come as escorts for someone else. The identity of the person these two old fellows would escort could well be imagined to be extraordinary.