"Greetings, Little Goddess!"
After realizing what had happened, all the soldiers dismounted and bowed to Sheng Wanwan.
Sheng Wanwan waved her little hand, "Get up, everyone! I'm here on important business. Where's my older brother?"
"Are you referring to Commander Sheng? He's resting in his tent!"
"Take me to my brother, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep!"
As Sheng Wanwan spoke, she jumped off the black wolf's back and whispered a few words into its ear.
After hearing Wen Wan's words, the black wolf reluctantly rubbed against Sheng Wanwan's small hand before turning around and quickly disappearing into the night.
The soldiers were all so shocked that their mouths were agape.
Previously, they had only heard that the little goddess who protected the country was incredibly powerful, but now that they had witnessed her abilities firsthand, they knew that the rumors were true.
Led by the soldiers, Sheng Wanwan quickly found her elder brother's tent.
Sheng Wenjin was a very light sleeper, and he got up as soon as he heard someone enter his tent.
When he saw Sheng Wanwan, he wasn't particularly shocked.
As he left, he saw the longing look in the little girl's eyes and knew she would definitely follow him secretly.
"Wanwan, aren't you tired after such a long journey?" Sheng Wenjin stepped forward and picked up Sheng Wanwan.
Sheng Wanwan rubbed her eyes and yawned.
"I'm so tired, brother! I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep."
Seeing his little sister's sleepy appearance, Sheng Wenjin patted her head tenderly, "Okay, big brother will carry you to sleep."
After saying that, he gently carried Sheng Wanwan to his bed and covered her with the blanket. Sheng Wanwan quickly fell asleep, a sweet smile still on her lips.
Sheng Wenjin patted his little sister's head and smiled helplessly. Then he lay down next to Sheng Wanwan and drifted off to sleep.
The news of Sheng Wanwan's presence in the military camp spread quickly the next morning. The soldiers were all very surprised and excited, and many came to visit her.
When they saw Sheng Wanwan rubbing her sleepy eyes, her little tuft of hair sticking out crookedly in front of them, they were all completely charmed by the adorable little goddess.
When Lord Tian heard that the little goddess had arrived, he didn't believe it. Just then, he came over and saw little Wanwan walking out of the tent in a cute and adorable way. Her chubby appearance instantly melted his heart as a loving father.
If his child survives, he will surely be as adorable as the little goddess when he grows up.
Once his fate is changed, his wife should give him several adorable little daughters like these.
Thinking of this, Lord Tian looked at Sheng Wanwan with even more kindness and amiability.
He hurriedly pulled a paper package from his pocket, inside which were several osmanthus pastries. "Little goddess, would you like some osmanthus pastries? They're so sweet!"
Sheng Wanwan's eyes lit up when she saw the osmanthus pastry in front of her, but she still politely said "thank you" before taking the pastry. She took a bite and the sweet taste filled her mouth.
"It's so sweet!" Sheng Wanwan said to Lord Tian with a smile.
When Lord Tian saw Sheng Wanwan's smile, he felt his heart melt and looked at her with affection. "I'm glad you like it, little goddess. I have many more, and I'll send them to you in a little while."
Sheng Wanwan waved her hand, "No need, Lord Tian, this is enough, thank you!"
At this moment, the rough-looking soldiers also came over to give Sheng Wanwan some gifts.
Some gave me a handful of melon seeds, some gave me a few wild fruits, and some gave me a few pieces of candy...
There were no valuable gifts, but they were small in scale but heavy in sentiment, representing the soldiers' love and respect for Sheng Wanwan.
The guardian goddess is the source of confidence for the Great Yan Kingdom and a guarantee that prevents the Great Liang Kingdom from acting rashly.
If it weren't for the little goddess who protects the nation, their Great Yan Kingdom might already be in the midst of war, which would only worsen the plight of the people in the north.
How could they not be grateful to Sheng Wanwan? How could they not respect her?
Sheng Wanwan accepted the snacks with a smile, thanked him profusely, and then got into Sheng Wenjin's carriage.
In the days that followed, the army escorting the grain made its way forward smoothly. Every now and then, Lord Tian would take a group of soldiers out to buy grain, and when they returned, the convoy would have more grain carts.
The journey was very bumpy. However, Sheng Wanwan did not suffer much.
During the day, while traveling, she would enter her spatial dimension to cultivate, consuming spiritual fruits and water from the spiritual spring. Occasionally, she would also bring Sheng Wenjin into her spatial dimension to cultivate together.
Half a month had passed in the blink of an eye. At dusk that day, the army escorting the grain arrived at a valley.
The valley is surrounded by mountains and lush greenery. The afterglow of the sunset shines through the thin mist onto the dense forest, as if draping the entire valley in a golden halo.
In the valley, the stream babbles and is crystal clear. Moss grows on the rocks, and small fish swim freely in the water.
Sheng Wanwan peeked out of the carriage, her eyes widening at the breathtaking scenery before her. She jumped down, stepped lightly into the valley, took a deep breath of the fresh air, and a joyful smile spread across her face.
The soldiers dismounted and admired the rare and beautiful scenery.
Lord Tian walked over and watched Sheng Wanwan running excitedly through the valley. He exclaimed, "This place is truly a paradise on earth!"
Sheng Wenjin also walked over and stood beside Lord Tian, his gaze following Sheng Wanwan's figure, a smile playing on his lips...
The soldiers began setting up camp in the valley, preparing to spend a peaceful night. They busied themselves setting up tents and starting fires to cook. Wisps of smoke rose gently, creating a picturesque scene against the backdrop of the valley's beauty.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they sat in a circle under the moonlight, their laughter echoing through the valley. Sheng Wanwan sat beside her eldest brother, Sheng Wenjin, her chin resting on her hand, listening to the soldiers recount their heroic deeds on the battlefield, her eyes shining with admiration.
...
As night deepened, the chirping of insects and the babbling of the stream in the valley intertwined to create a beautiful melody.
Sheng Wanwan felt a little sleepy. She yawned, snuggled in Sheng Wenjin's arms, and gradually drifted off to sleep.
Sheng Wenjin had just stood up, intending to carry Sheng Wanwan to the tent to sleep.
Suddenly, the scene before my eyes began to change rapidly.
The soldiers, the green grass, and Sheng Wanwan were all gone, replaced by a sacred mountain shrouded in mist and ethereal beauty. He looked around and saw mountains surrounding him, ancient trees reaching for the sky, and cranes soaring in the air—it was like a paradise on earth.
This place looks so familiar; it's the place where he cultivated in his previous life.
Sheng Wenjin was stunned. He clearly remembered being in the valley; how had he suddenly arrived here? Was it a dream? He pinched himself and felt pain. This wasn't a dream…
Just as he was puzzled, a gentle voice came: "Senior brother, the sect competition is about to begin, what are you daydreaming about?"
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