Free Web NovelOutside Qingmu City.
“Monsters, monsters!”
A scout wearing rattan armor was surrounded by a group of great Yao Kings who had transformed into human forms, appearing weak, helpless, and pitiful.
“What the hell are you talking about? Which eye of yours sees me as a monster?”
A middle-aged man, two people tall, with arms as thick as a person's waist, and horns on his head like refined iron, spoke in a muffled voice.
“Yeah... where... do... we... look... like... monsters...?”
Manbo frowned, stroking his chin, which sparked with electricity.
He didn't know how he had been exposed.
“Old Guo, we finally caught a tongue, don’t scare him to death.”
Wu Qing gave a look, then looked at the scout who was tightly bound.
She lightly coughed:
“We are just Human Race cultivators who practiced... Image Mimicking Martial Arts; you don’t need to be afraid.”
Rumble—
The dark clouds thickened, and a few flashes of lightning appeared, as if it was about to rain.
“......”
The scout shrank back, even more terrified.
“Yao Kings, let’s first clarify the situation.”
A bald, golden-robed youth said.
The Yao were here to help.
Under Clan Leader Shang’s coordination, when Li Mo and Ying Bing returned to Qingmu City, they all helped intercept high-grade Disaster Beasts.
Putting aside the fact that the Peerless Sky蛟 and Qingluan Goddess were expected to lead the Yao Race to revival.
No normal Yao was willing to see the heavenly divine jade fall into the hands of the Disaster Beasts.
Once the heavenly divine jade was controlled by the Disaster Beasts, normal Yao Race would only have two paths: either join them or be annihilated.
This was why Li Mo and Ying Bing did not encounter any high-grade Disaster Beasts on their return journey.
It wasn't until later, when the Qianlong Ranking was released.
All the Yao Race knew about their Human Race identities.
But after discussing it, they still had to help; at least the Peerless Sky蛟’s character was strong, and as a Human Race, he took the divine jade and was still willing to share it with them.
It was better than letting the Disaster Beasts snatch it.
So, many great Yao Kings used their Incarnation techniques to transform into pure passersby who had practiced Image Mimicking Martial Arts...
But just as they planned to secretly support Qingmu City, they immediately realized something was wrong upon arrival.
The battle was already over?!
“Speak, what exactly happened?”
The bald-headed Peng, Ling Yuangou, asked sternly.
“We... lost. Han Shenshou was killed, which is why our army collapsed like a mountain... ”
The scout was on the verge of tears.
He had only gone to relieve himself in the bushes while escaping and was inexplicably captured.
He would never dare to relieve himself anywhere again.
“Hmm? You still dare to lie to a Yao at this point?”
The Giant Whale Clan’s great Yao’s eyes bulged, enough to stop a child’s night crying.
“I’ll... apply... some... methods... to him.”
“I swear I’m telling the truth! That Li Mo is simply not human!”
Manbo was about to use electrotherapy to make the scout behave, but the latter’s eyes widened in terror.
“Hmm...”
The Yao Kings and great Yao nodded.
Indeed.
Thus, under the deterrence of the electric shock, the scout recounted the entire process in detail.
“He led a cavalry charge, enduring hundreds of military formations, and charged all the way to Han Shenshou’s temporary palace. With his hammer, which had shattered several statues, he knocked Han Shenshou out with one blow.”
“Oh, right, and that woman. She could actually command the military formation while also turning it into a domain. The two Clan Chief elders who came with us were both killed by her.”
The hilltop fell silent for a moment.
The Yao Kings and great Yao’s heads buzzed, filled with the word “absurd.”
But it didn’t sound fake.
With this scout’s imagination, he probably couldn’t fabricate such an absurd account.
Amidst the silence.
A small bird, like green jade, passed through the city’s midday cooking smoke, flew over the ravaged battlefield, and landed on a small hill a hundred miles outside Qingmu City, transforming into human form.
“Clan Leader Shang, why are you only just returning?”
“How is Qingmu City?”
Wu Qing, seeing that she showed no signs of having fought, finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked:
“I took care of a small matter along the way.”
Shang Qinqing put away the aunt-like smile on her face and said:
“Don’t worry, everyone, they’re eating dumplings in Qingmu City.”
The expressions of the Yao Kings and great Yao were complex.
They had rushed as fast as they could, afraid of being too late, fearing that Qingmu City would fall in two or three days.
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“There’s nothing for us to do, so... shall we go back?”
“What flavor are the dumplings?”
“With vinegar~ that’s truly~ authentic~”
“Since we’re already here.”
.....
The atmosphere at Qingmu Camp remained lively.
Especially when someone found a gold bean in their dumpling.
“Holy crap, what is this? Gold?”
“Whose family puts gold beans in their dumplings for a festival?”
“Huh? I just said I ate something hard, and I swallowed it directly.”
“It’s fine, no big deal. We’ll all go to the latrine tonight and look for it with lanterns.”
“......”
The latrine at Qingmu Camp would probably be very lively tonight.
Li Mo coughed, picturing Xue Lao holding a lantern to find a Mystic Core in his mind, almost spitting out the carefully prepared dumpling skin, filling, and soup by Ice Cube.
“This is a prize from Li Shaoxia for everyone! Come, let’s toast Li Shaoxia!”
Wu Lang clamored to toast Li Mo, and the soldiers were all cheering him on.
This posture suggested they were going to drink until they were drunk.
Li Mo turned to look at Ice Cube, noticing that Ice Cube’s smile was somewhat benevolent, and a small hand appeared on his waist, giving a gentle pinch.
Did he not know if his injuries were healed?
Just then, Qu Sheng returned, his graying hair having miraculously returned to thick black.
That heavy sense of decline had vanished from him.
“Great kindness needs no words of thanks.”
He said to Li Mo, then raised his wine cup:
“I, on behalf of everyone, will toast Li Shaoxia.”
Qu Sheng led the way, and the soldiers followed, draining their cups. Immediately, the atmosphere in the camp grew even more fervent, everyone relaxing their taut nerves, drinking and bragging.
Li Mo’s chest felt warm.
He looked down and saw that the kongming myriad colors pagoda in his embrace, its lowest layer, was emitting a faint white light.
This indicated that it was absorbing the power of all beings.
He wondered how much it needed to store to be able to contend with Monkey Brother?
Well, he guessed this amount certainly wouldn't be enough.
After all, after the kongming myriad colors pagoda was purified, only one-tenth of the power of all beings would remain, and the power of all beings required to project the Great Dao Divine Form was definitely exaggerated.
The soldiers outside were too enthusiastic, a bit overwhelming.
Li Mo and Ying Bing entered the nearby military tent.
He raised his powerless arm, rinsed his mouth, and swallowed the sour taste.
“Why do these dumplings make me hungrier the more I eat them...?”
Half a bowl of vinegar was truly too appetizing.
Upon hearing this, Ying Bing immediately got up to leave, seemingly preparing to learn from the last experience and launch Ice Cube brand dumplings 2.0, ready to satisfy Xiao Li’s craving.
But just as she lifted her foot, her small hand was caught by a certain somewhat powerless large hand. Heaven knows, Xiao Li couldn't even hold a skewer steadily now, so gripping her small hand was truly his best effort.
“Aren’t you still hungry?”
“Don’t just eat dumplings; actually, I want some skewers.”
“Hmm...”
Ying Bing sat back down, nodded, picked up a skewer, and held it to Li Mo’s mouth.
Li Mo opened his mouth and bit down, pulling his head to the side, but it wouldn't budge. The meat and the skewer seemed to be stuck together, resulting in a failed attempt to pull the meat off the skewer. freewёbnoνel.com
He blinked:
“Ice Cube, push harder on the other side.”
“But I don’t have a free hand.”
Ying Bing thought about pushing his head, but her right hand was currently in Li Mo’s palm, and her left hand was holding the skewer.
“You don’t necessarily have to use your other /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ hand.”
Li Mo was stunned for a moment.
Ying Bing lowered her gaze and looked at her toes.
There didn’t seem to be anyone else in the military tent...
Suddenly.
Li Mo’s left cheek felt cool, a cool, fragrant, and soft touch against his cheek.
A gentle push allowed him to successfully slide the meat off the skewer.
His cheeks moved as Xiao Li chewed the lamb, but he felt a little strange.
Didn’t she say her hands weren’t free?
Emmmmmm
Li Mo turned his head.
