Pop! Pop! —
The skewers sizzling on the charcoal made a crisp sound that echoed in the quiet camp, particularly piercing in its clarity.
“??”
Li Mo’s eyes went wide as he spotted something that was almost shoved into his mouth.
To be honest, he just meant to tell Ying Bing, “Hey, can’t you use a bit more strength with that hand holding the skewer?”
As everyone knows, he is a proper gentleman, and the soldiers of Green Wood Camp all knew that.
“Ying Bing, you…”
“Still hungry?”
Ying Bing asked with a serious face, her lips lightly pressed together.
But her little feet, for some mysterious reason, seemed to curl up slightly.
“…..”
Little Li’s expression suddenly turned serious.
Has bad Ying Bing been a bit too bad recently?
“Are you still hungry, brother?”
Seeing him silent, her ice-mirror-like eyes relaxed just a bit.
Truth be told, she didn’t plan for this…
The thought popped into her head, and the moment her little foot shot out, she couldn’t pull it back, which left her feeling like she was riding a tiger.
If Li Mo just said, “I don’t want to eat anymore,” she could easily withdraw her little foot as if nothing happened…
Li Mo slightly straightened up, his fist that couldn’t quite hold firm now clenched tighter.
Outside, it was all white and fluffy, while Ying Bing wore a mysterious black immortal skirt, looking both noble and pure under the snowy light.
Little Ying Bing seemed completely unaware of one little detail.
With her foot stretched out and her mouth open, it was like calling him “brother,” added with her calm yet stunning face — what a devilish contrast!
“I’ll eat, but I won’t have skewers (bubble voice).”
“??”
“Ying Bing, you’ve really been… too bad these past few days! Argh…”
Little Li let out a heavy breath, suddenly grabbing her ankle.
He opened his mouth wide!!
Just before he could launch the attack, he shook a little too much, and his breath tickled through her socks, making Ying Bing shiver and kick out.
What could poor Little Li do with his weak hands?
Just missed by that little bit.
He could have succeeded in his sneak attack.
“Tsk tsk tsk, still want to know if brother is hungry, huh?”
Just then, Shang Qin Qing flung herself into the camp and saw the Qingluan Divine Maiden, launching an offensive on the legendary Sky Flood Dragon with her feet.
After a tactical retreat, she ended up with a small injury, just a little behind, and couldn’t catch that little foot.
Too bad she couldn’t draw; otherwise, she’d have to illustrate this moment.
“Clan Leader Shang, what brings you here?”
The righteous gentleman, Li Mo, swiftly sat up, pretending nothing happened as he tried to grab the skewer, but it slipped out of his hand again.
“Still not saying hello?”
Ying Bing seemed to have forgotten, looking all serious as she gently tapped her little foot against her boot.
“Oh, oh, oh, I haven’t even mentioned you two yet!”
Shang Qin Qing shot back, “Last time at the Floating Temple, you two didn’t even say hi; you probably watched secretly for ages and bumped your heads?! I didn’t want to expose you!”
“What’s wrong with me bumping heads with you now?”
Clan Leader Shang was absolutely unforgiving.
Li Mo remembered the embarrassing incident last time at the Floating Temple…
So, during awkward moments…
“Ying Bing! How’s the latest foot massage technique going for you?”
“Not bad.”
“Hmm, I’ll keep working on it and try to elevate the foot massage techniques of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths…”
“…..”
Shang Qin Qing watched the two behaving seriously and could only roll her eyes gently.
She propped her chin up on one hand, smiling as she sat nearby, not eating but sipping water and laughing.
From time to time, she let out snickers.
Setting aside the weirdness, Little Ke was curious about her intentions and asked, “So, Clan Leader Shang, are you here to…”
“Oh, got sidetracked and almost forgot!”
Shang Qin Qing slapped her forehead.
“Wu Qing and the others are still waiting outside the city.”
Qingmu City has means to detect Monster Clan members, notably the head of the Mischievous Crocodile, skillfully refined by a master, so powerful that even monster kings usually can’t sneak in quietly.
Shang Qin Qing, with her special bloodline ability, could traverse the void, allowing her to cross the city walls without trouble.
But Wu Qing and the others wouldn’t have that luxury.
That’s why she needed Little Ke to give Commander Qu a heads-up; otherwise, everyone would be eating dumplings when suddenly the highest alert went off…
“I’ll go tell Commander Qu.”
Little Ke stepped outside the tent.
Commander Qu was in high spirits, happily drinking with the soldiers, his smile bright and boisterous.
“Commander, I have a few friends who want to come over for dumplings?”
“Oh? Little Hero Ke’s friends are always welcome!”
Commander Qu didn’t hesitate at all.
Little Ke, concerned about misunderstandings, added, “It’s just their identities might be a little special…”
“Special in what way?”
“They practice shape-shifting martial arts quite well.”
“???”
Little Ke simply told Commander Qu the truth, and to his surprise, Commander Qu agreed without hesitation.
This veteran stationed at Qingmu City for a long while knew quite a bit about various tribes in the South Border, and he wasn’t particularly hostile toward normal monster clan members; they sometimes even worked together.
For example, the fields surrounding Qingmu City have requested the Qing Niu Monster Clan to plow.
After exchanging greetings, Little Ke also told the kitchen to send over more grilled skewers and dumplings.
When he realized he had aligned with Shang Qin Qing, he figured it out.
When returning to Qingmu City with Ying Bing, they hadn’t faced high-ranking disaster monsters, which likely meant those monster clans had helped them out, holding back the disaster beasts.
Whatever the reasons, they had done a great service.
Moreover, he also had a request regarding the power of all beings.
Many disaster beasts had died in the South Border, which meant many towns had lost their ‘spirit elders.’
His experiences thus far made Little Ke realize that simply killing the ‘gods’ in front of them wouldn’t cut it; those ignorant folks still harbored an image of divinity in their hearts, which couldn’t be toppled in just one day.
It had to be a slow process.
In the meantime, it would be reasonable for him to also gather some essence of life…
Before long, the military tent was filled with shape-shifting martial arts practitioners.
The various monster kings and mighty beasts, aside from already knowing Wu Qing, had rather complex feelings.
After all, these two little beings had taken the Celestial Divine Jade right under their noses and were seen as the future hope of the monster clan.
“Ugh, Wu… Little Ke, Ying Bing…”
One of the Giant Whale Clan members sighed.
“After all, there is a reason behind it; please forgive me. But everything I said was from the heart.”
Little Ke maintained a serious expression as he brought over a large pot of dumplings.
“And I will continue to share the Celestial Divine Jade with everyone regularly.”
“Wow, these dumplings are so good! What kind of research did you do?”
Guo Chuan slurped down a dumpling as if it were soup.
“Tsk, too bad, what a pity.”
The bald-headed henchman, Ling Yuan Gou, chewing on a skewer, muttered with tears in his eyes:
“I’ve been pondering for a while about a question: what kind of offspring can come from True Phoenix and True Dragon bloodlines?”
“You guys are actually humans…”
“Don’t I wish you all a speedy delivery of fine progeny?!”
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PS: Little Po Street is suffering from ringing in the ears and has requested to sleep early, so the update scheduled for early morning will be postponed to tomorrow. Goodnight, love ya.
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