Chapter 64 Today I Did Another Redundant Thing

At dusk, Lu Youyou was awakened by the familiar scent of traditional Chinese medicine.

Feeling slightly dizzy from sleeping for too long, Lu Youyou rubbed her forehead, sat up, and stretched lazily against the setting sun.

Little Gray, who had been standing guard on the top of the wall, immediately flew over and thoroughly nuzzled against her until it was completely satisfied.

Lu Youyou reached out and felt a slightly rounded little belly beneath the fluffy feathers, the texture quite simply perfect.

"Did you come back only after eating your fill? Did you rinse your mouth and wash your paws?"

Little Gray squawked—

Having spoken, it was the first to curl up its body, hiding against the left side of the horse's back. The horse thieves followed suit, concealing themselves on either the left or the right. More than fifty flaming arrows descended in an instant, and several miserable cries immediately erupted from the dense, wedge-shaped formation of the horse thieves, accompanied by the wretched shrieks of horses.

Sang Jinyue shook her head, thinking how truly wondrous fate was; when it came, there was simply no stopping it. She walked toward the doorway to greet them, and the two met at the threshold.

"First of all, I would like to ask, what kind of enemy are you about to face?" Dongfang Mo asked this question first.

His gaze drifted downward in a daze to the disheveled collar and the faintly much-emptier space within, his eyes widening even further.

The next second, Li Meng, whose power had reached the pinnacle of the Saint Barbarian realm, plummeted downward. His body was almost entirely devoid of wasteland energy, as if it had been frozen by something.

This was the arena; even if Lin Ziyuan desperately wanted to kill Ye Haoyu at this moment, he still had to abide by the rules.

However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a single glance that the injury was merely superficial; it was only because they had been too anxious about her that they hadn't noticed.

Yet having chosen to act like a whore, she still wanted to set up a memorial archway for chastity. Why shouldn't he strive for a good reputation?

With so many people watching, the Crown Prince clearly hadn't been drinking, but as the emperor, if he said he was drunk, then he was drunk—no one would argue with the emperor.

Xuan Tan glanced at him, his expression even more disdainful, but his hands didn't stop as he lifted the quilt and applied medicine to himself.

"What are you talking nonsense for? How could Chen Kong possibly die?" The one who found it hardest to believe was Chen Feng. As bad as Chen Kong might be, he was still Chen Feng's senior martial brother, and the bond of brotherhood was deeply rooted. Hearing the grim news of his brother, he simply could not bring himself to believe it.

Time is the best lubricant, and Song Daunwu also believed that Cheng Lulu was not someone who reasoned unreasonably. The reason she was making such a fuss was merely to elevate her position in Song Daunwu's heart and draw his attention! The two of them naturally understood this point in their hearts.

The remark struck straight at Lei Feng's Achilles' heel, and only then did Lei Feng realize that what he held in his hand was not merely a ride fare, but hush money.

"Brother, no matter what our goal is, as long as we do not give up, the morning sun on the horizon will eventually rise." Ai Yi shouted spiritedly, taking a large stride forward.

The battle grew increasingly fierce, and the fourth flying nether demon, which no one could spare the attention to deal with, existed for them like a nightmare. A spear thrust instantly formed a front-and-rear pincer attack. The black lightning, resembling the Grim Reaper's scythe, posed a grave threat to the lives of the three.

Seeing this situation, everyone understood that this was the masked robber's ultimate trump card.

Consequently, Jun He suggested keeping a close eye on Shen Yanfei and the shack, while simultaneously finding a way to contact the Qi family to demand people and make preparations early. Only then did Yun He remember that his own trusted aides were only half a day's journey from this place, and relying on their strength to contact the Qi family was the superior strategy.

Zhao Gan reached out to take it, pulled out his own lighter to ignite it, and watched as Akylis lit one as well. After taking a drag, he finally managed to steady his breathing.

"Mengzhu, you left without even a word of greeting, and when you returned, you didn't even notify me." Ji Qing had already stepped inside.

Slowly gathering back a shred of coherence, she recalled that because she had touched Wang Yitian's lips, Jun Wuxia had used boiling water to scald and purify her lips. Her consciousness had continually faded due to the endless burning and pain—was he now going to cleanse her body all over again?