Chapter 302 Lord City Lord (15)
Standing on His Majesty's shoulders for the first time in my life, and not getting killed yet, is simply amazing.
*Sobbing*
"She ate the Dao Seed and is still alive?" Gu Yanjing ignored Gu Congxin and was instead somewhat surprised.
"The Dao Seed should be conscious, just as we guessed before. Perhaps the Dao Seed has a merciful heart, which is why it didn't kill Zhang Ling'er."
Lu Lingjun stood up, kicked over the fire in front of him, and disposed of the fish next to him to cover his tracks.
Since Gu Yanjing wasn't interested, there was no need for him to cause any more trouble.
"Then what do you think? Should we go and talk to him and ask him to let us in?" Gu Yanjing's gaze fell on the temple, and his immense divine sense enveloped it.
He wasn't saying this to Lu Lingjun, nor to Gu Congxin, and certainly not to the two young couples beside him.
He was speaking to the Taoist priests in the temple.
The Dao Seed seemed to understand Gu Yanjing's meaning and opened the barrier above the temple.
"So, they let us in?" Lu Lingjun walked to Gu Yanjing's side and, without changing his expression, flicked Gu Congxin off the young man's shoulder.
Gu Congxin fell to the ground with a thud, squatting to one side, sobbing and too afraid to go forward.
Damn, that jealous old phoenix is just too unreasonable.
"That should be the idea. No rush, let's eat first, then we can get back to work." Gu Yanjing saw that the temple's barrier had been opened, and he was no longer in a hurry. He yawned leisurely and told Lu Lingjun to take out the stored food from his Qiankun bag.
His Qiankun bag was made for him by Gu Yanci himself. It could imprison time inside the Qiankun bag, and whatever was put in it would be stuck in that time.
Finally, Gu Yanjing used this powerful and intelligent Qiankun bag to store food.
The main problem was that before Zhang Ling'er, none of the people in their group who were away from home knew how to cook.
Thinking of this, Gu Yanjing couldn't help but glance at Nan Wan'er: "You're a girl too, why can't you cook?"
Zhang Ling'er can cook, and she cooks so well.
"I just don't have time. I'm always running around, how can I possibly learn to cook?" Nan Wan'er pouted, feeling wronged.
She started time-traveling at eighteen, and has lived through so many lifetimes, but cooking and such are still...
Keep dreaming.
Use whatever excuse you can think of.
Anyway, learning to cook is out of the question.
"Heh, then let's go to the modern world next time. I'll enroll you in a Chinese cooking class. If that doesn't work, let Ling'er teach you first."
Gu Yanjing saw through Nan Wan'er's evasiveness at a glance and couldn't help but wonder if these people were being too lenient with her.
She only started to act tough because her husband was backing her up.
Upon hearing this, Nan Wan'er wore a bitter expression, as if she had lost her parents: "Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."
Damn it, Your Majesty has such a twisted sense of humor. Why make things difficult for a poor, helpless woman like her?
Devouring Heaven: ...Who are you calling lonely and helpless?
Dao Zhong waited happily for a long time, opened the barrier, and waited for Gu Yanjing to come in and separate him from Zhang Ling'er. However, to his surprise, Gu Yanjing went to eat and didn't care about his disciple anymore.
The Dao Seed is very angry, the Dao Seed is very depressed, the Dao Seed is very depressed, and the Dao Seed wants to turn evil.
Daozhong felt he should do something, such as sowing discord or something.
So, for the first time in so many days, Dao Seed spoke to Dao Seed: "Ling'er, why didn't your master come to save you?"
Zhang Ling'er is a very self-aware person: "What do I care about more than eating? Are you stupid?"
Daozhong: "......" I think you're the one who's a bit of a fool.
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