Chapter 51 Protecting Her
The two humans and one beast went downstairs. Gu Lin cast a dark gaze at Qin Min, pulled out a chair for Yun Fu to sit down, and placed a bowl of seafood porridge in front of her.
The seafood porridge was exceptionally savory, awakening Yun Fu's appetite.
She placed the snow wolf to the side and instructed 01 to prepare a separate breakfast for it.
While Yun Fu was enjoying her seafood porridge, 01 served breakfast for the three males as well, though their portions lacked the seafood porridge Yun Fu was having.
It was quite normal for a female to be more meticulous about her food, but...
After exchanging glances, Li Kuangjue and the Money Rat both noticed how stunningly beautiful and mesmerizing Murong Wan appeared in Yi Fan's hands.
"Alright, we still have classes tomorrow, so everyone should head back and rest," Liu Wen said. As the class monitor, she knew how to let loose and have fun alongside her classmates when the time was right, but she also fulfilled her duties when supervision was necessary.
Zhang San continued, "There is an even more profound issue. As everyone knows, the newly discovered territories of our Liuqiu now exceed the size of the Great Song by tenfold. However, being vast and sparsely populated, we urgently need more immigrants to occupy these fertile lands."
Among the Immortal Monarchs of the Yin-Yang Mountain Range, Mei Ruoqing was known as one of the Ten Immortal Maidens. Endowed with a pristine Qingyuan physique, she was refreshingly captivating, yet possessed an underlying allure that inevitably attracted a swarm of buzzing bees and fluttering butterflies.
Maruyama Masao beside him quickly pulled him back, fearing that his friend might lose control and resort to violence, which would lead to an unmanageable situation.
Of course, no one doubted whether the Great Song could hold out for a year—after all, the empire was massive. However, people knew very well whether they themselves could survive for a year without a salary, which gradually shifted the court and public opinion in the Great Song regarding Liuqiu.
Back inside his tent, Wang Zhaohui, having lost all appetite for snacks, speculated with a puzzled expression.
The Great Demon God nodded slightly, his cold gaze fixed on the battlefield as he waited for the dark overlord of the underworld to descend.
Having quite a few blacksmiths under his command and keenly aware of the importance of weapons, Zhang San secretly selected the three most skilled artisans. He purchased prime iron and fine steel, commissioning them to forge weaponry. While he did not expect divine artifacts, he demanded nothing less than superior quality.
Such a feat defied the heavens. Some of those stars were even larger than the sun, yet he dragged them along by his sheer might, requiring an immensely vast reservoir of magical power.
The world felt puzzled by this, but since the adversary was not positioned directly ahead of them, they could not figure out the reason either, and eventually cast the matter to the back of their minds.
Dragon Spirit: "Nonsense! I damn well know it's a secret manual, but how do you use it?" With that, the two lapsed into silence.
For Naruto, the moment the ice's reflection flashed was the exact moment those icicles manifested.
Following this proclamation, the previously clamorous assembly hall instantly plunged into dead silence. One heavyweight figure after another looked toward the door in terror.
Standing at the foot of Danxia Mountain, Ji Tian was overwhelmed with emotion. The youth who had once been driven out of the sect had now returned, yet the world had changed and things were no longer the same.
As her health gradually restored to full, Qiao Xuefei gazed into the depths of Icewind Valley, but Ye Feis shadow was nowhere to be found—he had already left. Watching so many of her sisters perish, she felt an overwhelming sense of resentment; she was truly unwilling to accept this end.
The flying paper ball flashed with a golden, righteous aura, instantly blasting away the sword Qi and killing intent.
This time, Ross felt somewhat nervous inside as well, but he could not afford to show it. He had to put on an appearance of absolute calm.
Through the edge of the camera lens, Wu Tong's pupils could be seen dilated with terror, his eyes inexplicably fixed downward onto the ground. Judging from his agonized cries, the flesh continuously being carved away, and the dripping blood, it was evident that he was being subjected to the slow torture of the spirits.
Nan Mu and Nan He had both been raised under her watchful eyes. To prevent Nan He from repeating the same tragic path, she brought her away from Wuan River, and later, to evade pursuit, she sealed her soul within Bo Yanhe's body for eight years, until just a few days ago when she finally summoned her soul forth and placed it back into her body.