Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1342 – Chapter 1342 Chapter 1329 Mu Fans Doubts
Chapter 1342: Chapter 1329: Mu Fan's Doubts – Are You Really a Disciple of the Kunlun Sect?_1 Chapter 1342: Chapter 1329: Mu Fan's Doubts – Are You Really a Disciple of the Kunlun Sect?_1 Little Kingfisher chuckled, imagining Cang Xun in the Ghost Realm sensing his avatar being destroyed, hopping mad but powerless, its eyes flashing with ridicule: “With his arrogant personality, he'll definitely be puking blood in anger.”
“It's best if he dies from anger.”
Qing Yuan muttered in his heart, sincerely praying: “So he wouldn't bother me all the time.”
“Achoo!”
In the Ghost Realm, City of Living in Vain, Ghost Lord Cang Xun suddenly sneezed, feeling a chill on his back.
*
Shibao responded to his master's call and flew out of the Primordial Orb.
The chubby little hand seemed to lightly grasp and merge, causing earth-shattering tremors in an instant.
Nether Mountain moved in parallel, the entire mountain range shifted to the Dark River, crashing down and burying the entire river.
The gloom lingering in the mountains disappeared completely, and the deep mountain valleys beneath the blue sky and white clouds regained their beautiful green scenery.
At a glance, the forest was lush with dense foliage, streams and waterfalls gushing and flowing, a feast for the eyes.
*
Tianlei devoured the thunder and lightning, his round belly satisfied as he returned to the Primordial Orb.
Tianfeng felt excited to hear his mother mention Tianbing and Tianxue, eager to meet his young siblings sooner, so he escaped from Lin Ruize's pointless entanglements and turned into a stream of light, entering the orb.
Lin Jinfeng clung to Ye Kongming and caught a second-order Unicorn as a contract spirit beast, only smiling satisfied when it was done.
Sunset fell, and the group found a cave hidden in the mountains to rest.
Lin Jinxu and Lin Jinpeng hunted a porcupine covered in spikes; Shitou deboned and sliced the meat; Wang Meng and Feng Yi carried the firewood back; Lin Jinfeng and Lin Jinming skillfully built the stove.
Yi Xian'er lit the firewood, put the pot on to stew the meat, added no less than ten seasoning ingredients to remove the gamey taste of the monster's flesh.
The pork stew was done, the aroma wafted all around.
Yi Xian'er washed the bowls and chopsticks, filled large bowls with stewed meat and bones, and gave each person a bowl.
Ye Kongming happily took out spiritual wine from his storage ring, inviting the younger generation to drink and be merry.
Mu Fan didn't like the noise, so he filled his stomach and found a quiet, secluded corner to sit down and rest.
Qing Yuan joined in the fun, had a few drinks and his face flushed slightly.
Seeing him sitting alone, exuding an indescribable coldness and loneliness, her heart ached with distress.
Frowning, she picked up her wine glass, walked towards Mu Fan, and sat down next to him.
“Qing Yuan, are you really a disciple of the Kunlun Sect?”
Mu Fan glanced at him, pondered for a while, and still asked the doubt in his heart.
“Yes.”
Qing Yuan swirled his wine glass, curled his lips into a smile; his still-inexperienced face showing the vigor unique to a young person.
“A disciple with just Foundation Establishment stage strength fought against a Demon General, and destroyed the avatar of the Ghost Lord.”
Mu Fan looked at his unrestrained smiling face, and the doubts in his heart deepened.
“Although the avatar was in the Human Realm, suppressed by the laws of the heavens and earth, and only able to exert the strength of an equivalent Soul Formation Stage master, a low-level disciple defeating a Soul Formation Stage master still sounds too incredible.”
“With a secret technique to enhance my strength, my power will surge several times in times of crisis.”
Qing Yuan smiled, unabashedly giving the same reason he'd already repeated hundreds of times.
“Using the secret technique too many times will result in backlash.”
Mu Fan still didn't believe it, examining him from head to toe: “But you, jumping around, show no signs of being backlashed.”
“Cough.”
Qing Yuan twitched at the corners of his mouth when he heard the words “jumping around”, feigning grievance: “Does Senior Brother Mu wish for me to be backlashed?”
“Of course not.”
Mu Fan denied it without thinking.
Chapter end
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