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Practical Tractor Driving Manual Chapter 340: Drizzle Startles the Insects

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    A spring rain came earlier than usual, catching Zhou Li off guard. After his clothes were completely soaked, he had to go back to his room to change.

    In the empty room, he opened his suitcase and found a brand new set of clothes. He couldn't help but sigh - the boss's sister was indeed more thoughtful than him, and she even prepared two sets of clothes for him  There was also a dozen new panties stuffed at the bottom of the box, which was so thoughtful and flattering in a way.

    However, after Zhou Li took off his coat, he held up the new shirt, and after being silent for a long time, he remained motionless.

    After a while, he sighed helplessly and turned to look at the empty chair: "Is it really okay for you to look at me like this?"

    Just in Zhou Li's field of vision, a delicate girl was sitting there with innocent eyes.

    Although it seems to have no texture at all, like a translucent phantom, there is no doubt that she exists there.

    Humming a vague tune, Fu Xiu turned her head and quietly looked at Zhou Li's upper body, which was already exposed under his soaked shirt.

    She was alone and locked in a dream for seven years. Although Fu Xiu tried many times to communicate with others through her own abilities, she failed every time.

    ?????????????????????????? For other people, Fu Xiu is like two radio stations with different bands, completely unobservable.  And Fu Xiu could only watch the changes in the world alone. No matter what happened, it could not have the slightest impact on the world.

    Until Zhou Li inadvertently used the ability of the ¡®World Tree¡¯ to force her consciousness to the same ¡®band¡¯ as his own.  Only then could I meet this girl who had been lonely for seven years.

    However, others still seemed unable to notice the girl beside Zhou Li who was jumping up and down and making faces to scare people.  Zhou Li couldn't bear to leave her behind when she finally had someone to talk to.

    so.  He had no choice but to acquiesce that she was following him - although she had been following Zhou Li for a long time before Zhou Li gave his permission Thinking about it now, she felt like a possessed ghost.

    However, no matter how you look at Fu Xiu, he doesn¡¯t look like the kind of ugly ghost that comes with oozing BGM and green light, but more like a chatty little girl - although she is about the same age as Zhou Li,  But Zhou Li always subconsciously treated her as a child.

    As for the chatter.  This can be forgiven. After all, after being forced into silence for seven years, I finally met someone who could speak. No matter who it was, I wanted to say a few more words.

    It¡¯s just that Zhou Li is worried now.  In the past seven years, Fu Xiu seemed to have developed some very strange hobbies.

    ? Like now.

    Zhou Li looked seriously at the girl on the chair who was about to watch the 'strip show' with the corner of his eye: "Generally, when others are changing clothes, they should avoid it, right? At least turn their backs."

    "Eh? I almost forgot"

    Fu Xiu seemed a little frustrated and raised her hands to cover her eyes. She really didn't know if the 'almost forgotten' she meant meant 'almost forgotten that I couldn't watch' or 'almost forgot that Zhou Li could already find him watching'.

    Although the difference between the two is subtle, the meanings are different.

    Although she covered her eyes, she still muttered habitually: "I won't look if you don't want me to look. Anyway, I've already seen enough"

    Zhou Li¡¯s face twitched, and he didn¡¯t realize until now that he had been so unknowingly seen by others?

    But at least he changed his clothes while she was covering her eyes, Zhou Li thought for a while.  Finally, I got rid of my clothes and walked into the bathroom, closing the door from the inside.

    This made Fu Xiu, who was watching quietly through his fingers, sigh slightly in disappointment.

    Five minutes later, Zhou Li, who had put on his clothes again, maintained a serious expression and sat opposite the girl.  In order to avoid the embarrassment just now, he decided to choose a serious topic: "Tell me about your ability. I remember it was called, 'spectator'?"

    "'Bystander' is the name given to me by others when I was in the first stage. In fact, strictly speaking, I am no longer just a bystander."

    Fu Xiu replied.  He raised his hand to explore Zhou Li's forehead, and pressed his fingertips slightly on Zhou Li's eyebrows.  The weightless phantom touched his forehead, but Zhou Li couldn't find any real feeling; but at that moment, he saw a faint silver light extending from Fu Xiu's fingers.

    The light seemed to be like a knot, connecting him and Fu Xiu.

    Immediately afterwards, he heard the voice from his heart: Ahem, hello?  Hello?  Audition, audition

     Zhou Li was stunned for a moment, and quickly replied in his heart: "I can hearwhat is this?"

    "Psychic link, I named it." Fu Xiu said in a slightly surprised tone: "You adapted so quickly, I thought you still had to study for a long time."

    "It looks very simple. It shouldn't take that long."

    Zhou Li closed his eyes slightly, adapting to this new way of communication. Soon, he learned how to send images, music and video clips.

    So, a loud singing voice echoed in the connection between the two people: "Goodbye, goodbye, meet in the morgue"

    "It's not 'morgue', it's 'in front of the color screen'!" Fu Xiu angrily pointed out Zhou Li's fallacy: "Besides, I don't look like a ghost at all, right? My body is still alive and well in the hospital"

    The more she spoke, the softer her voice became. Even she felt a bit like herself and couldn't help but lower her head in frustration.

    Zhou Li looked at her listless look, which looked very much like Lu Ruoshui, and couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair. Although there was nothing in his reach, it was quite interesting to be honest.

    Realizing that she was being treated as a child, Fu Xiu drifted far away in the blink of an eye, accidentally got into the wall, and then popped out of the wall: "No touching!"

    Just now, I said you don¡¯t look like a ghost What kind of mood is used to present this pos that is full of horror movie atmosphere!

    Zhou Li silently cursed in his heart.  Carefully ensuring that this sentence was not heard by Fu Xiu through the spiritual link, he just shrugged like she did just now: "If you don't want to touch it, just don't touch it."

    "Humph" Fu Xiu floated back with a bulging voice.

    In the next time.  Zhou Li playfully pulled Fu Xiu to test this ability, while the 'soul perspective' was fully developed.  Zhou Li can temporarily appear as a spirit like Fu Xiu, but he must stay around Fu Xiu.

    ¡°Then, the couple who were having sex in the hotel room got screwed. At the critical juncture of doing things, Zhou Li came out of the wall and used his spiritual link to play various eerie dubbings in their ears.  There are also screaming female voices and children¡¯s laughter

    Zhou Li had to admit that although this was not a good idea, it was quite fun.

    However, Zhou Li's actions were blocked around Wei Zai's room.  I don¡¯t know why, but the spirit body seems to be having trouble moving around Wei Zai.  Zhou Li felt that the closer he got to Wei Zai, the air seemed to become heavier and thicker.

    In the end, the feeling of the air changed from viscous fluid to rock, and there was no way to move forward.

    Circle after circle of faint white light is released from Wei Zai's feet like a halo. After touching the person's body, it will set off weak ripples and feedback back.

    This may be the principle of Wei Zai's ability to detect other people's emotions, but Zhou Li only discovered it now.  Wei Zai's ability release type is not the common perception type, but the boundary type!

    His ability seems to form a huge field around him all the time. In this field, all emotional reactions can be detected through ripples of light like radar.  The closer Zhou Li is to the center, the more he can feel the repulsion of this 'field' to other 'soul resonance system' abilities.

    Even when Fu Xiu meets Wei Zai on weekdays, she can only run far away, otherwise she will be pushed away by Wei Zai without any notice.

    "However, although the application of the 'soul perspective' has been hindered, Fu Xiu said.  The power of the spiritual link should not be affected, because Wei Zai was willing to accept it.

    It was already midnight, and Zhou Li had no intention of disturbing the sleeping Wei Zai. He planned to tell him the specific situation after a while, and then returned to the room again.

    Originally, he planned to pretend to be a ghost and scare Taote, but he felt a crisis like being locked outside his room, and there were two cold gazes coming from the vague white mist.

    It seemed that if Zhou Li took another step forward, he would be attacked by them.

    The ¡®Guardian of the Underworld¡¯ is a genuine semi-spiritual alchemy puppet, and possesses extremely high intelligence. Otherwise, how could he guard the portal of the underworld for Anubis in the legend?

    However, in the sight of the spirit body, the normally invisible guards of the underworld manifested themselves into two vague masses of mist, from which a ferocious wolf-headed mask could be vaguely seen, as well as a very strong energy response.  , even the two waist knives they wear, one long and one short, are of good quality. It seems that the old man has really put effort and capital into them.

    Zhou Li, who was not scared, returned to the room without interest and continued to play. Suddenly a question came to his mind, so he asked: "By the way, what are your abilities?"??How far can the coverage be?  "

    Beside him, Fu Xiu thought with some distress. After a long time, he shook his head: "I haven't tried the extreme range of the soul perspective. It shouldn't matter from here to Shangyang, right?"

    "From here to Shangyang?"

    Zhou Li was stunned: "Are you sure?"

    Fu Xiu asked: "Otherwise, how could I follow you during this period of time?"

    "Can it be done now?"

    Zhou Li excitedly held Fu Xiu's hand and felt the coldness of the girl's hands for the first time.

    It¡¯s not that he is too excited, it¡¯s that the range of Fu Xiu¡¯s abilities is really scary. Even in the third stage, it can radiate from Zhonghai to Shangyang, which is a very long distance.

    Somewhat uncomfortable with such close contact, a trace of blush appeared on Fu Xiu's face - luckily it was a translucent spirit body, not very conspicuous - and she just nodded slightly: "If we have the coordinates, we can go there immediately. You  Try to remember, let me look for it."

    Zhou Li closed his eyes and thought carefully. The next moment, when he opened his eyes, he had arrived at the familiar streets of Shangyang and appeared directly in the busy traffic.

    A speeding motorcycle passed through Zhou Li's body, which shocked him for the first time, but it didn't take long.  His eyes blurred and he was pulled back to Zhong Hai's room.

    Beside him.  Fu Xiu's spirit body panted, and even the illusory figure became much more transparent.  He said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, it's my first time trying to take someone with me, I didn't expect it would be so expensive."

    ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter, it doesn¡¯t matter to you, right?¡±

    Zhou Li looked at Fu Xiu, who looked much depressed, and asked with some worry.

    Fu Xiu opened her sleepy eyes and replied listlessly: "It's okay. It's okay, just take a nap and you'll be fine."

    Then, she yawned and dragged her steps heavily.  Lying on Zhou Li's bed, he fell into a deep sleep within a few seconds

    "What's going on?"

    Losing the ability to maintain, Zhou Li returned to his own body and stared blankly at the girl sleeping soundly on his bed.

    At this time, Zhou Li¡¯s first thought was¡ªHey!  Don¡¯t you have no quality? Isn¡¯t it the same as walking through walls?  How can you lie on the bed without falling?

    And, most importantly, this is my bed, right!

    Zhou Li sat on the chair and looked silently at the unsuspecting girl sleeping soundly on the bed.  After thinking seriously for a long time, he stood up resolutely, picked up his quilt, and went back to the sofa in the living room to sleep.

    So, it¡¯s not something to be thankful for when you bring home a girl who looks like she¡¯s possessed by a ghost for no apparent reason, right?

    At least I don¡¯t have to sleep on the sofa.

    ¡­¡­

    The time returned to nine-thirty.

    The night is getting darker, and the rain falls from the dark clouds in fine layers, falling on the city that is gradually becoming noisy or quiet.

    When one corner of the city enters night life, the lights in more places are gradually dimming under the splash of rain.  It's getting colder.

    On the street that was gradually getting quieter, a black car came silently from the middle of the night, with the car lights turned off, like a python coming quietly in the dark night.

    The car door was pushed open silently, and a leather boot stepped on the accumulated water, causing a circle of ripples.

    The middle-aged man with a pleasant look has an ordinary face. If you have to describe it, there are really no characteristics or words that can accurately describe his face and figure.

    Neither tall nor short, neither thin nor fat. Even if he and another person stand in front of him and distinguish them carefully, no one may be able to find the characteristics that distinguish the two.

    ?????????????? All in all, this person looks very strange.

    "Sir, are we waiting here?" The driver asked in a low voice from the driver's seat: "Many people have noticed our movements."

    Leaning leisurely on the car, the Asian man who didn't look special shook his head slightly: "Let them go, you don't have to worry about it, just think that we came out for a late-night snack."

    "Sir, I don't feel safe at all. Can't you be compassionate and comfort me?"

    "Okay." The 'ordinary person' spread his hands helplessly, turned around and bent over, facing the rolled down window behind him with a cigarette in his mouth. Seeing the driver trying his best to hide his panic expression, he suddenly laughed: "Don't be nervous.  Musashi, if you die in battle, the dying Majesty the God of Deity will send you to Izanami."

    heIn his tone, it seemed that he did not have much respect for His Majesty the Emperor, nor did he have any respect for the gods. If believers heard his nonsense, they would surely be angry, right?

    "The driver was just stunned for a moment, his expression changing subtly, until finally, he breathed a sigh of relief: "The big dealis he going to die?"

    "Yes." The 'ordinary person' nodded, continued to lean against the car window, and took off the cigarette from the corner of his mouth that he had not smoked since he lit it: "What we have to face is the man who single-handedly swept through the 'Inari Shrine',  'Legion Zero', Her Royal Highness the Queen of all Japan's espers - 'Jormungandr' It is too simple for her to kill us two bastards. You know, that is  You¡¯re a dangerous person with abilities who dares to use the Foundation¡¯s logo as his title.¡±

    ¡°Perhaps already mentally prepared for the worst consequences, the driver swallowed his saliva in silence and stopped talking.  And leaning on the car, the 'ordinary people' seemed to have nothing to do, holding a cigarette and looking up at the dark sky, not caring about the rain falling on them.

    "Look, I've said before that Japan will become worse and worse if it does this, but as a result, those dead politicians in the 'cabinet' like to lead 100 million people down the road of death As a result, if you go out now, you will be behind.  They all follow so many monitors openly."

    The 'ordinary man' complained to the darkness on the street corner as if he was grumbling: "I am a first-class military attache after all! You bastards, please give me some face. If I come out to urinate, you will all do it."  A CD is out that says 'The Thief and the Madman. The Love Is Passionate'!"

    In the darkness on the street corners, the monitors did not respond at all.  Even though he knew he had been exposed, he never left.

    This is Zhonghai.  They have strong enough backing and strength to carry out any action, so why should they care about a disabled association of esper in Japan?

    If the monitor is a somewhat impetuous newbie, he might even mutter something like, "It's not easy to go out on duty in the middle of the night, please cooperate with me a little bit" while holding the telescope, right?

    Unfortunately, no one has responded now.  It was as if no one was there at all.

    "Ordinary people" had finished venting, and seemed to have expected this situation. They just laughed indifferently and continued to lean on the car.  Smoking a cigarette, looking up at the sky of nothing.  It seemed as if he was just bored in the embassy and went shopping.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    There was a faint sound of dripping water coming from the corner, like silent footsteps.

    "What do you think those two little Japanese are doing?"

    In a car in the dark, a monitor was eating steamed buns while complaining to his companions: "If you know you are being watched, just stay in the embassy. This will be good to you and me. Hello everyone, Duo  Harmony? In the end, I had to go out and run around blindly in the middle of the night"

    The older man next to him shrugged slightly: "Just treat it as a late night snack."

    As he spoke, he put the telescope into his companion's hand.  She snatched the bun from his arms and said, "Give it to the two of us. We can't stay up late on an empty stomach lately, and we'll get stomachaches easily."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The steps are getting closer and closer.

    Silently, the drizzle that was gradually falling seemed to slowly solidify, rendering traces of frosty white in the spreading cold, falling slower and slower, and finally melting into the water.

    Soon, a thin layer of frost formed on the road, and a faint white color emerged and spread from the darkness.  They quickly created a territory of their own amidst the splashing rain.

    The extremely thin frost spreads from the ground and grows upward along the wall, layer upon layer, reflecting brilliant light.

    In the car, the supervisor was chewing the buns. Suddenly, he heard a fragile moan from his teeth: "Crack"

    In doubt, he lowered his head and saw that he had been covered by a thin layer of frost at some point, and the palm of his hand that was still holding a bun had lost consciousness.

    It was not until this moment that he discovered that half of his body had been covered in layers of frost without even realizing it, and he had fallen into the cage silently.

    "What's going on?" He maintained his last consciousness and let out a final moan in his throat, which was immediately covered by frost.  Just before falling into darkness, he finally heard the trembling whispers from his companions beside him.

    "Witch, Ye Meng Gad"

    Then, darkness struck.

    In silence, the drizzle falling from the sky stopped, and the cold turned the rain into layers of frost hanging in the air. Everything in the world seemed to be frozen in the frost that could not be noticed, but was extremely cold.

    Until the end, the only person who could move was leaning against the car.Ordinary people', until this moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he dropped the cigarette that had been extinguished long ago.

    With a solemn expression, he took a step back, bent down towards the darkness, knelt on his knees, put his hands on the ground, and lowered his head respectfully:

    ¡°This is our first meeting, Your Highness ¡®Jormungandr¡¯. My name is Tsuda Hirosuke. I sent you a signal to contact you. This time I bring the sincerity of the Tsuchimikado family.¡±

    A streak of pure white frost spreads across the ground, and wherever it passes, layers of complex patterns bloom from the condensed rainwater, like flowers.

    Right in front of him, a pair of black leather boots appeared with crisp footsteps. Its owner seemed to be standing there, looking down indifferently at the man kneeling in front of him.

    It was obviously a place as cold as the Arctic, but there was a fine drop of sweat on Tsuda Kosuke's forehead. He did not dare to raise his head to look, but he could detect the cold wave of death swirling quietly in front of him like a whirlpool  It was a terrifying power that could completely freeze oneself if even a trace of the aftermath was revealed.

    With difficulty, he mustered up the courage and spoke again: "Please give me at least one chance, just once is enough!"

    At this moment.  The face of that laughing 'ordinary person' - Hirosuke Tsuda only had a calmness that was not afraid of death, and he closed his eyes.  His head lowered, waiting quietly.

    Until a moment later.  A cold female voice sounded from above his head, indifferent and cold: "Let me hear it, what does the former head of the 'Inari Shrine' that I just completely repaired want to say to me?"

    At this moment, the ¡®Witch¡¯ named ¡®Jormungandr¡¯, the snake that surrounds the world¡¯s atrium, made a sound of approval, and then listened to the whine of the ants under her feet.

    "Her Highness Harumi is willing to offer her loyalty to you. She only asks you to help her restore the glory of the Tsuchimikado family."

    Silently, a playful smile appeared in the eyes overlooking him. The cold umbrella fell from the slender and white palm and gently touched Tsuda Kosuke's neck.

    The tip of the umbrella covered with frost looks like the fingertips of death.  A terrifying coldness spread on Tsuda Kosuke's neck.

    "Let me guess, what is it that can make the eldest lady of the Tsuchimikado family, who was so disgraced and deposed because of me, kneel in front of me without any dignity of bushido and beg me?  My help?¡±

    "Your Highness is wrong. The Tsuchimikado family has never served as a samurai, so how can they have the dignity of a samurai?

    Since three generations ago, the ¡®Takamagahara Council of Elders¡¯ has been suppressing the Tsuchimikado family, if not the young lady.  The Tsuchimikado family no longer has any place in Japan.

    The appointment as the head of the "Inari Shrine" is a conspiracy of the "Takamagahara Council of Elders" in order to control the bloodline of the Tsuchimikado family. It is the highest good to be able to be freed from the bondage through His Highness's blessing. How can there be any hatred?

    "It's just that the young lady no longer intends to endure it any longer. Those crazy people will only lead everyone into the abyss.  We cannot sit back and wait for death, we can only rise up to resist. The Tsuchimikado family is isolated and helpless in the country, so we hope to gain His Highness's goodwill and friendship.

    As long as His Highness nods.  The Tsuchimikado family will not be stingy with any sinceritythe above are the exact words that the young lady entrusted to me.  "

    Tsuda Kosuke knelt on the ground and explained without any confusion in his tone. He rolled up his sleeves and revealed the carvings on his arms - it was a charm inherited from the Tsuchimikado family for thousands of years. Even if it has lost its meaning today,  But it is not something that ordinary people can imitate.

    This alone can prove that he is a dead soldier of the Tsuchimikado family.

    Since the beginning of Abe Seimei, his descendants have secretly inherited the bloodline of the demon fox, a powerful creature from subspace. They also possess secretly inherited talismans that can summon twelve shikigami from subspace.  Powerful creature.

    This alone is enough to keep the Tsuchimikado family standing despite repeated attacks.  Unfortunately, after thousands of years of ups and downs, the powerful family that once controlled Japan's Onmyodo has been reduced to a situation on the verge of destruction.

    Even his last descendants were controlled by the "Takamagahara Elders Association", an association of ability users established after World War II in Japan, and turned into puppets to withstand the wind, rain and assassinations from the outside world on their behalf. In the end, his own bloodline will also be destroyed.  Total plunder.

    By then, the Tsuchimikado family will be gone.

    By now, the eldest lady, who is only seventeen years old, no longer cares about anything else. Even if she drinks poison to quench her thirst, she would not hesitate to ask for help from that terrible woman ¡®J?rmungandr¡¯.

    Looking down at Hirosuke Tsuda at his feet, the young woman standing on the layers of frost seemed to have seen that stubborn girl.

      Even if the armed force "Zero Class" that he had finally organized over the years was destroyed by himself, and the family shrine was overthrown by violent force, he would still grit his teeth and sit stubbornly in his position, holding on tight  The sword at the waist.

    He glared at the enemy as he walked forward step by step. The blue tendons stretched out in his white fingers. Even though he knew he was hitting an egg with an egg, he still held on to his last dignity.

    "Is this what she thinks?"

    The woman known as 'Jormungandr' looked down at the man kneeling on the ground, and suddenly said: "Don't you think you are a little naive? I never like anyone to make conditions."

    Although that voice was soft, it seemed to have the majesty and sharpness like the roar of thunder, which made Tsuda Hirosuke's body tremble unconsciously. In his tightly closed eyes, his pupils had spread out in confusion.

    Tsuda Hirosuke lowered his head deeply and felt the rain turn into frozen frost, flowing into the suit from the back of his neck, covering his whole body:

    "It is all my fault for not knowing etiquette and offending His Highness. I am willing to bear your anger on my behalf. Even if I die, I will never do it."

    "I see."

    ¡®Jormungandr¡¯ seemed to have heard some joke and couldn¡¯t help laughing: ¡°What a loyal dog¡­¡±

    Tsuda Hirosuke lowered his head and remained silent, waiting for the final answer.

    After a long time, joyful laughter rang out from the silent night. ¡®Jormungandr¡¯ gently tapped his shoulder with the umbrella in his hand and whispered:

    "Go back and tell that little girl that I promised her, but she also has to promise me something."

    Tsuda Hirosuke raised his head as if he had been pardoned, with an expression of ecstasy. Then he found that he had almost overstepped the mark under the suppression of the biting cold. He did not dare to look at those indifferent and cold eyes, and quickly lowered his head, regardless of the impact on his forehead.  There was a bright red mark on the ground.

    In the spreading cold, he responded hoarsely: "The Tsuchimikado family will do its best to meet any request of His Highness!"

    "Don't rush Xu, now is not the time yet"

    ¡®Jormungandr¡¯ raised his head and looked up at the black night sky: ¡°But that must be something very interesting, right?¡±

    As she spoke, she picked up her umbrella, and the dark umbrella curtain slowly unfolded from between her fingers, holding up the snow-colored frost that fell again in the sky.

    " Silent arrival, silent departure, the only proof that she has been here is the white frost that gradually melts in the wind, the driver who wakes up from a dream, and the terrified monitor in the corner.

    " Walking in the drizzle of the Jingzhe, she held a black umbrella, as if she were a soul that did not exist in this world, and passed by a young man who was running embarrassed in the rain.

    As if it was an illusion, her footsteps paused for a moment, and her eyes looked towards the empty air behind the young man, as if there was something strange there.

    "Li, did you find anything interesting?"

    "In her cuffs, a pure white slender little snake slowly poked its head out, spitting out a snake message.  Looking up at her expression, she made a childish voice in her heart with some confusion: "Are you angry?"

    "It's nothing." Li stopped, turned to look at the young man running in embarrassment in the rain, and shook his head slightly: "It just seems like a guy did something stupid again."

    She murmured in a low voice and showed a mysterious smile: "But at least it's not bad."

    "I don't understand, can I eat it?" The half-spirited white snake whispered in a low voice: "If Li gets angry, I will eat him."

    "can not eat."

    It felt its head being flicked by a slender finger, and it suddenly felt a little confused and didn't understand what it had said wrong.

    "He's the only one you can't eat." Li used one finger to comfort the aggrieved Soul Snake and whispered, "Let's go, I don't want Ms. Qian to wait for us too long."

    As she spoke, she raised her slightly skewed umbrella again and stepped forward.

    Just like that, quietly, she disappeared in the dark night.  Welcome, your support is my biggest motivation.  )

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