486 Singing and being unrestrained
Wei Qinghui thought for a moment, then nodded gently. A hint of shyness lingered on her usually cool face as she whispered, "Thank you, sister."
Wei Lan smiled gently, "Sister, you don't need to be so polite, and you don't need to feel too burdened. Since Shen Lang has made this arrangement, he must have his reasons. We don't need to think about it so much, just live our lives well."
Although my younger sister has no shortage of cultivation resources, she still used the Dragon Blood Rice herself; that would be a good thing.
A hint of affection flickered in her eyes as she whispered something softly. Wei Qinghui's face flushed red as she nodded gently.
After thinking for a moment, she said in a low voice, "A few days ago, Sister Jingzhai said that Elder Hua has a lot of medicinal bath recipes and simple qi and blood cultivation methods that are suitable for the younger generation in the village."
Those with good talent need to hone their skills as early as possible. However, the expenses incurred must still be handled according to established procedures, unless one possesses exceptional talent.
Wei Lan gently took Wei Qinghui's hand and chuckled softly, "Sister, don't worry. Now that Shen Lang is here, if there are truly talented individuals, it's perfectly fine to let them join the army or recommend them to the prefectural city."
After a moment of stunned silence, Wei Qinghui nodded slightly. "Sister is right. I misunderstood. Only when they are strong enough will Shen Lang not worry too much."
Wei Lan smiled gently, a blush rising on her cheeks. She gazed at Wei Qinghui's beautiful figure, her straight legs, her fair skin, and the exquisite cheongsam that clung to her body perfectly.
She whispered, "Sister, just think that from now on, Shen Lang and I are family. Don't worry about feeling guilty or taking advantage of me."
Looking at her shapely figure, he drew closer and whispered in her ear. Wei Qinghui quickly blushed, her face as beautiful as the dawn's glow, breathtakingly so. She nodded shyly in agreement.
Outside the gates of the Divine Forging Grounds, Captain Guan waited quietly, with Yun Heiyi silently keeping him company. Yun Heiyi remained silent as if he understood Captain Guan's feelings at that moment.
Dozens of feet away, in the courtyard, above, there seemed to be rumbling thunder, as if the thunder was furious, or as if a tiger was roaring incessantly.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the dark clouds dispersed, and a ray of sunlight shone straight down again.
The Divine Forging Gate slowly opened, and a bronze hammer, glowing with golden light, flew over.
Captain Guan caught it instantly. The bronze hammer in his hand seemed to weigh more than twice as much. The hammer's body flowed with immense power, both light and heavy, as if a real tiger were sleeping on it. A gentle breeze blew by, and one could almost hear the tiger's low roar.
Grinning, Captain Guan bowed and thanked her, "Thank you, Madam."
Standing to the side, Yun Heiyi congratulated him, "Congratulations, General Guan. You've acquired the Tiger Hammer."
Captain Guan nodded slightly, smiling broadly. After thinking for a moment, he said, "General in black, you're too kind. How about we call it Tiger-Slaying Hammer? Haha, that's a really good name."
Let's go for a drink! Let's invite Old Weng, Jin Luo, Bai Yi, Old Zhang, Master Yan, Wes, and everyone else. It's my treat today! Haha, I'm so happy!
Captain Guan, clad in dragon-scale armor and wielding two tiger-slaying hammers weighing half a thousand catties each, marched forward singing in a high-pitched, impassioned voice, brimming with heroic ambition: "Today, I wield my hammers to slay the demonic tiger, I will surely..."
Singing and being unrestrained, his bravery and passion are all contained in his tone-deafness.
Yun Heiyi didn't laugh, but echoed her words.
At the Jin Family Restaurant, familiar faces such as Captain Guan, Wei Si, Elder Weng, and Jin Luo were present, but unfortunately, Gui San was not there. The food and wine were laid out, steaming hot. Raising their glasses, they all said in unison, "To our lord."
Setting down his large wine bowl, he drank three more. Slightly tipsy, Captain Guan said softly, "I am truly grateful to you, sir, for allowing us to drink together today. With you here, even the most wicked villains dare not launch sneak attacks; they all have to think twice."
Then, looking gently at everyone, he spoke freely in a low voice, "Thank you all for drinking with me today. It was truly enjoyable. Let's get thoroughly drunk today, and tomorrow we must immediately start stockpiling food."
The crowd seemed to be deep in thought. Not long after things had settled down, chaos broke out in the State of Qi. As everyone knew, the population of two counties was reduced to dust overnight.
Peace and tranquility are always the hardest things to achieve.
Everyone nodded in agreement, drinking and chatting freely. As they drank, the aroma of the wine and the smoky scent of charcoal wafted far and wide.
Let's drink it all in one gulp, chat about everything under the sun, and get drunk today!
On atop three feet of dry firewood, a sleeping man lay quietly. He could finally sleep peacefully, undisturbed by any worries. From this day forward, he could sleep soundly.
The Red King stood quietly to one side, gazing at the man whose face showed no regret—his former comrade-in-arms, his comrade-in-arms, his loyal subordinate. Today, he slept peacefully.
Are you angry? I'm burning with rage.
A low, cold voice said, chilling and piercing, "Rest assured, let me behead the enemy and bid you farewell."
The wind rushed in and whispered, "Your Majesty, a scout reports that traces have been found in Beiyu and Xizi Prefecture."
The Red King stared intently, turned his head, nodded slightly, and said in a low, distressed voice, "Light the fire."
In an instant, flames rose all around, smoke billowing upwards and illuminating the dark night sky. The dead could not be brought back to life, and the heavy broadsword in hand exuded an overwhelming sense of power.
The flames burned rapidly, and the falcon turned into billowing dust in the smoke, dying without touching the ground, as if it were a kind of farewell, a message to the wind and sand, a testament to the cycle of life.
The flames gradually faded, leaving only a desolate scene. A gentle breeze stirred, raising wisps of dust. The battles fought on the yellow sands could finally be put to rest.
Qing, Feng, and Quedao felt equally distressed.
"Falcon, farewell. Soon your killer will come down to keep you company." The Red King's eyes turned cold; tonight, the kill was inevitable.
In Beiyu, Xizi Prefecture, a group of powerful forces from within the city gathered in the prefectural government office. In Xizi Prefecture, the most prestigious family was not the prefect but the Guo family. Guo Jing, a lay disciple of the Western Buddhist Sect, wielded the Killing Sword and was unrivaled throughout the prefecture. He was also very famous in Beiyu Prefecture.
Guo Jing looked solemn. In the hall, the prefect and Guo Jing sat side by side, but even the prefect sat slightly lower, making Guo Jing undoubtedly the first person in line.
Although he is in his sixties, his full head of black hair makes him look much younger than his age, more like someone in his prime.
Clad in chainmail, the armor was a deep black, made of black iron, weighing a thousand pounds, and difficult to damage with ordinary swords and knives.
The prefect before him had a calm expression, but his eyes were bloodshot, clearly showing his anxiety. He hesitated several times before speaking.
Guo Jing slowly opened his eyes, nodded slightly to the prefect, and his gaze swept over the crowd. Like a wolf among sheep, the crowd instantly fell silent. Prestige is always an extension of strength.
Looking at the silent people around him, he nodded slightly with a hint of satisfaction and said in a deep voice, "In the face of great calamity, there is no need for everyone to hide anything. We have already tried, and the message cannot be sent out at all."
However, with such a large commotion here, the Crimson Flame Demonic Sect won't be able to keep the area under control for long. Everyone, be careful and on guard. Once the Xuanji Sect arrives to provide support, we'll be safe.
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