"Oh! Tell me about it!" Mei Chuan Kuzi looked at the little beggar with great interest.
The little beggar gathered his thoughts, looked up, and replied, "This place is guarded by the people from the village ahead, and no one is allowed to enter. After staying inside for a while, the villagers become incredibly strong, and the children in the village say that this place can cure all diseases!"
"Such a great place, why didn't you go in and try it?" Mei Chuan Kuzi raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.
"Sir, I would never dare to do that!" The little beggar trembled with fear and quickly explained, "I only heard it from others. It is said that those who accidentally wandered in were sent by the villagers to be used as flower mud! So, I would never dare to joke with my own life!"
Upon hearing this, Mei Chuan Kuzi's lips curled up slightly, revealing a cold smile.
How could you miss such a magical place?
So he took out a wad of cash from his waist, threw it on the ground, and then strode into the canyon without looking back.
Upon seeing this, the little beggar hurriedly picked up the money from the ground, clutched it tightly in his hand, and his eyes gleamed with greed.
He secretly rejoiced, "Luckily, I've run into a sucker. I'm going to make a fortune!"
At the same time, a hint of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes as he thought, "A grown man wearing a ponytail, he's obviously not a good person. Let them fight like dogs!"
Nine Heavens Continent, Fallen Dragon Ridge.
Unbeknownst to anyone, a golden light streaked across the seemingly tranquil sky above the Meteor Dragon Ridge like lightning.
The golden light was incredibly fast, disappearing instantly into the distant clouds, leaving behind a faint golden trace.
What exactly is this golden light? Where did it come from? And where is it going?
At the same time, on the low table in the Cloud Mist Pavilion, a faint golden light emanated from the stone dragon sculpture, accompanied by a sigh: "I have finally returned!"
The voice carried endless vicissitudes and emotions. If Jiang Wanwan were present at this moment, she would be very happy, because this voice was the voice of the divine dragon.
After a century, people still remember it, which led to its return to its hometown.
Katatari.
Yan Ziyan led the Chifeng team to successfully raid D country's garrison camp once again.
This time, the Chifeng team acted with exceptional speed and efficiency, easily breaking through the D country's defenses and forcing them to abandon their armor and weapons and retreat 300 miles overnight.
The battlefield was filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, but the soldiers of the Chifeng team were filled with the joy of victory.
"Commander, the wounded brothers have all fully recovered after taking Brother Yan's medicine!" Qian Long reported to Jin Feng with a grave expression. "Dahei and Xiaoshan are gone!"
Because Country D was unethical and launched a surprise attack overnight, Dahei and Xiaoshan, in order to buy time for the main force, used their young bodies to block the enemy's artillery fire.
Upon hearing this news, Jin Feng's heart sank, and a trace of grief flashed in his eyes.
He silently lowered his head, took a deep breath, then raised his head again, his eyes resolute, and said, "Form up the team. After the main force arrives to take over, we'll take both of them home tomorrow!"
The next morning, as the sun shone on the earth, the soldiers of the Chifeng team stood in a neat row, their expressions solemn and resolute, ready to embark on their journey home.
"Send Dahei and Xiaoshan back to their hometown, heroes!" At the captain's command, the soldiers saluted their two fallen comrades, expressing their respect for their heroic sacrifice.
Everyone stood in the most standard posture, their eyes revealing endless sorrow and grief.
Yan Ziyan stood to the side, her eyes reddening. If only it had been earlier!
City C.
After returning to China, Mu Wanzhou rushed back to the villa halfway up the mountain, only to find out at her doorstep that her father had moved.
The key point is that he hasn't told himself yet.
Standing at the villa's entrance, Mu Wanzhou pondered to himself: Could it be that Dad was swindled out of the house? Various speculations flooded his mind, making him uneasy.
However, after some investigation and questioning, Mu Wanzhou finally learned the truth.
It turned out that her father had simply moved. However, he had moved to a small town that even Mu Wanzhou herself had never heard of—Qingshi Town.
To learn more, Mu Wanzhou decided to go to Qingshi Town herself.
Mu Wanzhou sat on the bus that went directly to Qingshi Town. The scenery outside the window was exceptionally beautiful, a view that could not be seen abroad.
Azure sky, white clouds, lush vegetation, and clean, bright streets.
That said, the domestic environment seems to have improved a lot. Initially, I was worried about my father and ignored the changes in the surrounding environment.
"Young man, are you also going to Qing Shi Town?"
An elderly man in a red coat was tapping his phone repeatedly while loudly asking Mu Wanzhou questions.
Mu Wanzhou turned her head and realized that the old man in red was liking the live broadcast room. The speed at which he was liking the video was not something that someone his age could do.
"Yes!" Mu Wanzhou nodded in agreement.
"I guessed you were going to Qingshi Town too. I own 10 houses there, would you like to know more?"
Mu Wanzhou shook her head, saying she wouldn't buy a house, then ignored the old man in red and closed her eyes to sleep.
The old man in red curled his lip. Houses in Qing Shi Town are so sought after now, yet this person doesn't even react. How boring.
When Mu Wanzhou woke up, the car had arrived at the station.
He was in a good mood as he walked out of the station with his suitcase. However, while crossing the street, a sudden accident nearly put him in danger.
A taxi suddenly sped straight towards him, its speed catching him completely off guard. In that instant, his mind went blank, and his body froze in place, as if he had lost the ability to react.
Immediately afterward, a striking red figure appeared before him, blocking the taxi with lightning speed.
Then the taxi was forced to stop, and the entire rear wheel lifted up, creating a stunning sight.
"Screech!" With a screeching sound, the taxi finally came to a stop, but then came a loud "bang"—the sound of the rear wheels hitting the ground again.
Mu Wanzhou's eyes widened as he focused on the hood of the taxi, where two deep handprints were visible. He was filled with shock and confusion, unable to process what had happened.
At this moment, the old man in red walked up to him and said loudly, "Hey! Young man, I only helped you, so you have to pay for the repairs!"
Mu Wanzhou stared blankly at the old man's hands, the terrifying scene still echoing in his mind. He nodded mechanically.
Soon, more and more onlookers gathered, and even traffic police arrived at the scene.
However, strangely, people's focus seems to have veered off course.
Why isn't anyone curious about how this old man was able to stop a car with his bare hands? Isn't that incredible?
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