Chapter 29: Snacking in Secret

Shikang Brigade, Zhaojiagou.

“Father, mother, Dajun, I’m back!”

The moment Song Xiangye stepped through the door, she shouted hoarsely into the house, panting heavily.

Behind her, Hua Hao carried all his belongings on his back, sweat streaming down his face, his feet feeling raw and worn out, equally breathless.

Hearing the commotion inside the main room, Zhao Dajun was the first to come out.

The moment he saw his wife carrying a large...

The empty room held no one else; even the servants had been dismissed. Abis approached Levius with helplessness and pain in his voice.

The black mist was much thicker than before. You Nuo waved the golden silk cloth to disperse all the dark energy, but at the same time, the other head of the two-headed python silently approached.

Longanling seemed to hear You Nuo’s call; his sunken eyes slowly revealed a narrow slit. Clenching his fists tightly, his body suddenly seemed to surge with tremendous power.

When a group entered the office, the boatmen erupted in excitement, each one emotionally charged, shouting loudly.

***

To obtain tiger pelts, the South China tiger became an endangered species, with only a hundred or so being artificially bred in zoos.

“Who can tell me, who is this guy?” Lin Feng interrupted Bu Li, pointing at Taiping and asking.

Now, someone else came forward to testify, claiming to have witnessed her killing someone. They were clearly well prepared.

The governor dispatched troops into the forest to search for the rebellious tribes, but the army was completely annihilated there. Afterward, the situation spiraled out of control, with more tribes rallying together, capturing a Roman city and massacring all its inhabitants.

You Nuo and his companions made no attempt to deny it—under such intense light, their endurance was limited.

Li Luo wore a face of disdain. Though he didn’t know how Li Renchou possessed such powerful illusions, even the mighty Sheng Li was defeated by him. No matter how strong or extraordinary Lin Xiao was, he surely couldn’t stand against this twisted cousin.

The breeze swept through the strands of her hair at her forehead. She would rather tremble while gazing at the scenery than breathe in the heavy medicinal scent inside the cabin.

The queen covered her mouth with a gentle laugh, her age giving her an eerie air, yet she retained a certain delicate charm.

Several times she tried to speak to Shen Qielan, but each time was met with indifferent dismissal. As the head of the guild, after several soft rejections, she shifted her attention to flirting with three chief commanders.

“Damn it! Let’s see how long you can hold out!” The Ice Saint felt his face flush with embarrassment and roared furiously.

***

“He advises you—best be honest and keep away from those you shouldn’t touch. Otherwise, Yao Shanshan’s fate will be yours.” He said this with a playful smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

Then it was Gu Xuanyuan’s turn. Upon entering, he chose Luo Zhong, who immediately admitted defeat. One by one, like a thunderstorm, the others surrendered without a fight.

Though in the darkness without a third party, Yue Chu still blushed as if caught stealing. After a quick peck, she immediately dove under the covers, wrapping herself tightly.

Qianyuan needed the enchantress to gather intelligence for him, while these enchantresses sought a patron who wouldn’t discriminate against them. They had many clanspeople backing them.

This was because the great city had long since fallen into ruin—only broken walls, overgrown weeds, and a complete absence of life remained.

Privately, Fang Yun was also known by another nickname—Fang the Exterminator. In the demon realm, he was called the Demon King.

Fang Yun extended his divine sense and immediately sensed the sacred aura growing denser, seemingly drawn by those clusters of holy energy.

Perhaps the dark elves, who lived perpetually in the shadowy depths, had unique eye structures, enabling them to perceive varying shades of gray against an equally pitch-black backdrop, forming a hazy, layered grayscale painting in their minds.