The weasel, having run a short distance, stopped and turned back. "White Milk, the agreement with Yongchang will be entrusted to you for the foreseeable future."
I can feel it, I'll definitely come back alive. Don't worry, I'll bring you insects from Liaoning Province when I return.
The hedgehog finally smoothed out all its quills and made a sound similar to an old woman's cough:
"Remember, safety comes first, and you may have to give up your physical body if necessary."
As Ruan Xianxian, who had almost reached the center of the village, suddenly felt a slump on her shoulders and turned around to meet Huang Er's disdainful gaze.
She frowned, "Didn't I tell you not to follow me?"
The weasel settled into a comfortable position, its voice nonchalant: "Don't listen to that shaman who's all talk and no action."
When I was born, the elders in the clan said that I was the luckiest weasel in the clan. Although there was a calamity in my life, it was also a blessing, and it all depended on how I got through it.
I could sense that disaster was imminent.
If I miss this opportunity, my life might end here.
Ruan Xianxian clenched her fists and stared straight ahead, saying in a very soft voice, "I will definitely protect you. Promise me that no matter what happens, you will not leave my side."
"Okay," the weasel replied impatiently.
Fan Caicai was already waiting at the village entrance in her car. She opened the passenger door and waved, "Get in, we're leaving right away."
The car had traveled less than 500 meters when Fan Caicai, who was just about to ask her about the weasel on her shoulder, suddenly braked.
Two people were standing brazenly on the village road.
Chen Zhaodi threw the bundle into Mu Xia's arms and took a step back. "I told you, if we block the intersection of this main road and the side road, we can definitely catch Ruan Xiaoxian."
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