Many thoughts flashed through Meng Qi’s mind, but in just a moment, her feet had already landed on the ground. She closed her eyes and put all the reluctance behind her. Thankfully enough, her landing place was very precise, next to Sikong Xing and right into the middle of the black wave she used to protect her allies, so accurate that Meng Qi suspected this to be another of Yun Qingyan’s help. Right above her was a wall of flames coming out from the blooming red lotus, maintained by Chu Tianfeng’s great effort to block the snow fang bees.
For thousands of years following the large-scale extermination, no snow fang bees had ever been seen again in Three Thousand Worlds. It was no wonder that Meng Qi didn’t recognize them. On top of that, the books and records said that the bees were around the size of an adult’s fingers, but the ones she saw attacking Sikong Xing and the others were about the size of her palm.
And the poison effect…
When the New Year came, Cheng Yujin’s one-month confinement was over, and she was finally allowed to go outside for a short time. The time coincided not only with the New Year’s Grand Assembly but also the twins’ full month ceremony — both demanding Cheng Yujin’s attendance.
Early in the morning, Cheng Yujin was ready to change her children’s clothes. She deliberately woke up earlier than usual and said to Li Chengjing, “I cannot find my hairpin. Can you go to the dresser and fetch me the gold-plated hairpin with sapphire inlay?”
Having said that, Old Madam Cheng was slightly annoyed when she thought of the worry and anxiety she suffered until a short time ago. Qingfu Junzhu also lowered her voice and said, “That one dares to be so arrogant because of her strong backing. In my opinion, His Majesty is way too filial. The matter of disaster relief in Jiangnan is obviously the Crown Prince’s credit, but such great achievements were robbed by others in the end. His Highness’ months of hard and dangerous work have now become futile. This matter has become quite a topic in the female circle, and many felt sorry for him.”
The next day, Tiantian took Fu Yunruo and the others to see the house. All the way, she was full of good words. “Before seeing this house, I have also seen several others. Some of them fill your requirements, but I think this one is the best. Of course, we can also see other houses if you don’t like this one.”
Not long after, the door of the private room was knocked, and a group of people came in with the ordered dishes. When Tiantian saw a fat man in the chief’s uniform, she stood up in surprise, “Brother Fatty, why are you here?”
The man called ‘Fatty’ replied with a smile, “It’s rare for a fellow streamer to come for a visit, so of course I have to entertain you guys.”
Lu Yaoyao blinked, suspecting that she was hallucinating. However, she had been staring intently and saw nothing abnormal before and after the crack disappeared.
“Brother Yuanyuan, can we use this to heal the Abyss?” Lu Yaoyao’s voice was a bit dazed. She and Brother Yuanyuan had been looking for a long time and even tried to mobilize the help of all sentient beings in the Abyss, but it turned out that the solution they were seeking was so close at hand… and was even used by her to decorate a room?
King? Little King? Lu Yaoyao stared at her small body and felt it was quite… appropriate, no? Obviously, she had never expected that she would become a king one day, even with the addition of the word ‘Little’ in the front. Still, Lu Yaoyao straightened her back subconsciously and tried to show her best domineering side.
The little dumpling coughed twice and began addressing her new subjects with her cute tender voice, trying her best to sound solemn and serious, “Does anyone know how to repair the space crack?”
Hearing Tong Yi’s name, Jiang Zhou’s expression was even uglier than Feng Yun’s. After a few seconds of silence, he proposed: “How about we contact Ruoruo’s homeroom teacher and ask her to change Jiang Li’s seat?”
He had seen today how good Jiang Li and Tong Yi’s relationship was. Having been reminded of the unpleasant memory when he was overshadowed by Tong Yi in their childhood, Jiang Zhou only felt disgusted towards both of them.
Meng Qi watched the battle for a while. Spell lights and sword aura intertwined, mixed with the raging flame and black wave. Yet, Meng Qi still didn’t see the enemies. Well aware of her low cultivation base, Meng Qi was desperate to gather as much information as possible before going to her friend’s aid. Without a solid plan, not only might she be unhelpful, but she could end up dragging them down.