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Henyee Translations
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Henyee Translations
Miss Zhi Po, life is tough recently.
Qing Chen was still dressing like a procurer. Additionally, he held a new folding fan and was waving it like a graceful beauty.
Didn’t I beat you fiercely enough last time?
Ming Shu offered a standard smile.
Would you like to have a luxury package?
Miss Zhi Po…
Qing Chen took a step back.
I’m not here to fight.
Qing Chen’s eyes fell on the little beastie, who was struggling to climb out of the grass. He narrowed his eyes a little. This is what came out of the egg of the divine beast? It looks so… fashionable.
Not here to fight, then what are you doing here?
You want to take my snack again?
Qing Chen turned his gaze back and curled the corner of his mouth up into a beautiful arc.
Miss Zhi Po is now in trouble. I simply came to solve the trouble for you.
…
Ming Shu looked at Qing Chen like she was staring at a freak.
Has your brain been squeezed by the door? Or has it been eaten by an insect?
Don’t think that you have a deceitful face and you can casually make up stories.
I’m not a fool!
Qing Chen went crazy inside and said with difficulty,
Miss Zhi Po, I’ll help you solve this problem. You just need to help cure my disease. You won’t lose anything.
I’d rather let you die.
I’m not going to do such charity
.
…
Can I kill her?
Who told me that this task was going to be very easy with this beautiful face?
Bullshit!
Ming Shu turned around and got ready to go outside. Behind her, the fluffy little beastie pushed its egg forward to keep up with Ming Shu.
Qing Chen couldn’t help putting his foot out, blocking its way.
The colorful hair all over the little beastie’s body suddenly went up. It swelled like a hedgehog and stared wrathfully at the long leg in front of it. Its small claws clenched the egg tightly as if someone would try to take it away.
Qing Chen was thinking that this little beastie was interesting, then he heard the faint sound of Ming Shu passing over.
I advise you not to provoke it.
Even I couldn’t touch it at will, this fool would dare to place his foot so casually.
This is what came out of the divine egg?
Qing Chen didn’t take back his foot, blocking the little beastie’s way, and he asked curiously,
What kind of divine beast is it?
He only knew that it was a divine beast egg, not what kind it was.
Now this little beastie came out of the egg… He had never seen the same kind before.
You ask it.
How should I know?
Ming Shu smiled a bit weirdly, and it seemed there was some expectation in her eyes. What was she expecting?
Qing Chen thought confusedly and he subconsciously took back his foot.
At almost the moment he withdrew his foot, he saw the woman show a regretful expression.
Sure enough, it was a trap…
Fortunately I realized it.
The little beastie spared a glance for Qing Chen, then flattened its fur. It continued to push the egg and followed Ming Shu groggily, like a colorful Tangyuan rolling on the ground.
Qing Chen stared at the little beastie following Ming Shu out of the yard. Soon there were groans and loud cries coming from outside one after the other.
Qing Chen lifted his flowery skirt and walked out of the yard.
The scene outside was very unsightly.
The woman, dressed in her fiery robe, was sweeping across the battlefield with a broom. That inconspicuous broom, at this time, was like a powerful weapon in her hand. These people mourned continuously and didn’t have any opportunity to fight back. They were all defeated by a common broom.
What the hell? Was the broom some kind of legendary weapon?
Qing Chen hugged his arm. Although his heart was surging, he had to paste a charming smile on his face and pretend to be very interested.
My face is stiff.
This is the first time I find acting so hard.
Why did I come to suffer like this?
Ming Shu twirled the broom in the air in a showy manner and stamped it on the ground. She then breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
Tomorrow, if you dare come here and shout slogans to disturb me, I promise you will experience better service than this. If you are brave, just attack me altogether. Your death will be your own responsibility.
The crowd stared at the
broom woman
Ming Shu with hands covering on their chests.
The atmosphere calmed down strangely.
Someone suddenly yelled in a loud voice,
Let’s go!
The people on the ground climbed up one after another and left supporting each other.
Qing Chen hugged his chest and walked down the steps, meeting Ming Shu’s eyes.
Miss Zhi Po just let them go so easily?
Or what? Do I need to heal them?
Ming Shu dropped the broom and clapped her hands.
My treatment is very expensive. Common people can’t afford it.
How expensive? Maybe I can afford it.
Ming Shu grinned and said,
Life.
…
Healing someone to death.
This principle was very impressive to Qing Chen.
…
Since Ming Shu had beaten away those who were shouting outside her house, more and more people began to come to her. The beaten ones didn’t shed any blood at the time, but a few days later, they would be unable to move. They felt powerless and their limbs became too heavy to lift. It seemed no one could cure them.
Master, that woman is very wicked. None of those she beat were spared, even Death Valley could do nothing about the symptoms.
Qing Chen was lying in a rocking chair, swaying casually.
The Death Valley people came out?
She hasn’t gone back. Death Valley’s people couldn’t sit still. They must come out.
The guard paused.
Master, perhaps we could try someone else? Other people in Death Valley have good medical skills. Maybe…
Qing Chen opened his folding fan neatly, covering half of his face and furrowing his eyebrows slightly.
No, I only want her to treat me.
Master, you wouldn’t be… taking a fancy to her?
That woman was conceited and arrogant. Besides her identity as the master of Death Valley and her good-looking face, what else could attract the master so strongly?
Pfft.
Who would like that madwoman.
The guard looked at Qing Chen, surprised.
Qing Chen quickly used the folding fan to cover his face in a sort of disguise.
I have my own plans. Don’t ask, just go.
… Yes, Master.
The guard left, glancing back from time to time.
Why did he have a feeling that the master was acting a little strange recently.
Did the master really like that woman?
The guard shuddered. How terrible.
…
At night, Ming Shu was feeling hungry and couldn’t fall asleep.
The little beastie fell asleep with the egg in its arms next to her. Ming Shu slapped it suddenly, and the little beastie woke up with a start. It was so angry it bared its teeth at Ming Shu fiercely.
What are you doing!
Why did you hit me again!
If I don’t grow taller in the future, it’s all your fault.
Ming Shu looked at it calmly. The little beastie groaned and moaned from deep in its throat. Meanwhile, it moved aside with the egg to make room for Ming Shu.
Can’t speak now? You are evolving in reverse?
Ming Shu showed a contemptuous face.
The little beastie bared its teeth at Ming Shu again, protesting fiercely.
It’s useless to show your teeth. You can’t speak now, can you?
It dared to treat me like this! Hoh! Little beastie.
…
Humph, just wait for it, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!
After bullying the little beastie, Ming Shu smiled and got out of bed to look for food. On the way, she saw Liu Feng standing in the dark like a pillar.
He didn’t seem to need any sleep. Ming Shu had never seen him sleep, anyway. Even if she got up in the middle of the night, Liu Feng would appear beside her. He could be awarded the title of Guard of the Year.
After Ming Shu finished eating, Liu Feng disappeared. She was wondering why when she heard a muffled sound not far away, like a heavy object falling to the ground.
