Volume 1, Chapter 61: Want to Sleep Beside You
He looked at the vibrant vegetable plot and at the backs of the elderly couple supporting each other as they walked toward the house.
"They like pastoral life and dislike the smell of hospitals."
"So I gave this place to them."
"Everything here was built by them, piece by piece, with their own hands."
A heavy atmosphere permeated the air.
Gu Xingnian paused her movements for a moment, then picked up another carrot.
The rabbits, completely oblivious, continued to scramble for the food in her hand.
The fragility and tenacity of life formed a strange contrast at this moment.
"Do you want to save him?" Gu Xingnian asked, still without looking at Fu Beichen.
Fu Beichen was silent for a few seconds.
"I do."
Yet Fu Beichen stood up, not even glancing at her, and walked straight outside.
"I'll go get the medical kit."
His retreating figure exuded a calm sense of control.
Gu Xingnian watched him leave, her heart a tangled mess of emotions.
She had originally intended to have no further entanglement with him, yet today, he had already held her in his arms five, six, seven, eight times!
Soon, Fu Beichen returned with the medical kit.
In fact, they had reached an impasse from which there was neither advance nor retreat. If they escaped through the spring, the blood on them might at any moment lure out the Jiuli bugs hidden in the rock crevices; but if they fought the Fire Qilin head-on, they would likely end up with not even their bones left behind.
Everyone present was well aware of Chen Yuanba's cultivation realm, and hearing these words, they were not surprised. At this moment, they were even more curious about how Azure Dragon and the others had managed to capture Chen Yuanba.
"Um... why do you say that?" Lin Shiyun asked, frowning. In her impression, Zuo Chen was innocent and harmless, fond of calling her elder sister, elder sister—even though their relationship had gradually drifted apart later on. Every time he saw her, he would still greet her politely and show concern for her from time to time.
If even giving birth to a child was something one was forced into, and one had no freedom of choice whatsoever, a feeling of stifled grievance would naturally arise.
Fang Tong was furious. He shouldn't have tagged along with his younger sister's nonsense in the first place. While he respected ghosts and deities out of reverence, he didn't actually believe they existed. As for the Taoist priest saving people, Fang Tong still maintained a skeptical attitude.
On the cavern walls, emerald-green light points dotted the surface in layers, shimmering upon the water. In a daze, one felt as though one had been transported into an elven world.
Not long after, Lu Chengfeng hurried off to Carefree Island, simultaneously spreading the news to everyone. He brought out all the eternal lamps of the sect, keeping only what he needed, and distributed the rest to the surrounding villages through his disciples.
The glory and wealth of the General's Mansion could vanish like a puff of smoke; this was a series of vicious cycles.
On the day of the match, Mo Hanxuan stood in the living room with a slight headache, looking at several people sitting on the sofa who were sneezing non-stop.
Doing intelligence work often requires painstaking, persistent effort, seizing opportunities to subvert the enemy from within. Impatience simply won't work. Even if someone is bought off, their cover is easily blown.
Our destination was Purple Fire City, and I fell fast asleep on the photonic train. Since it was the early hours of the morning and most people were immersed in the glorious world, there were very few passengers on board, and I slept quite peacefully.
"Why don't we also charge into the mothership and get a share of the spoils? Everyone wants to seize control of the mothership anyway, and we have the advantage. Most importantly, the friend-or-foe identification system hasn't targeted the First Fleet as an attack objective," I said nonchalantly.
At this moment, the sun hung high in the sky, shining brightly, yet no one had the mood to enjoy the sunlight. Their attention was entirely captivated by high-level martial arts masters like Qiu Xuan, fearing they might miss even a fraction of the excitement.
"Impossible!" Zuo Ling's eyes split with rage. He had clearly seen this giant beast rescue the lotus pod that had been severely wounded by him, and it had just swallowed a Demonic Statue of the Outer Path whole. Yet the moment he attacked, it suddenly lost its physical form—how could that be possible?
"I will." The Ghost-Faced Ancient Jade picked up a steamed bun and took a fierce, large bite, as if trying to make up for the piece of flesh that had been lost before it could even be pinched.
Living beings across the myriad realms fled in panic, clutching their heads, mistaking it for divine punishment from the heavens. Those with ulterior motives made utter fools of themselves, providing endless amusement.
She inevitably caught sight of my unusual condition. After freezing for a second, she suddenly burst into laughter, her shoulders shaking so violently she completely lost her composure, the twin peaks at her chest heaving along with her. At this moment, she was completely different from the person who had eaten dinner with him earlier.
"But..." The Ghost-Faced Ancient Jade was unwilling to give up, nor did he want to let go. His father had chosen national hatred and family vengeance, but he had not.