Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1563
Chapter 1563: Chapter 1550: The Somewhat Comical Immortal Envoy, Entering the Transmission Array_1 Chapter 1563: Chapter 1550: The Somewhat Comical Immortal Envoy, Entering the Transmission Array_1 “What are your names?”
While waiting, Wang Meng and his team found amusement in chatting with the two rather comical Immortal Envoys.
“My name is Jiang Feng, and his name is Mo Yi.”
Jiang Feng rubbed his aching leg and grinned.
“Idiot, who asked you to give away our real names.”
Mo Yi was annoyed and gave him another kick.
“Ouch!”
The kick this time landed in an awkward spot. Jiang Feng let out a wail of pain, clutching his tailbone and quickly retreated ten meters away.
“Hahaha!”
The comrades were greatly amused by their entertaining interactions, laughing uproariously.
Even on the cool and aloof face of Mu Fan, a faint and subtle smile could be seen.
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“Guys, the Tokens are here.”
Shitou made a swift transaction and returned like the wind after obtaining the Tokens.
“One Token per person, enter the Transmission Array in an orderly manner.”
Lin Qingluo smiled and pointed at the entrance of the Transmission Array, issuing the command.
The comrades collected themselves, received the Tokens, and lined up in wait.
“I'll go first.”
Mu Fan, fearless as always, held his Token and was the first to cross the barrier to enter the Transmission Array.
The moment his foot touched the ground, his view turned black, and a strong force sucked him into a void portal, swiftly moving him forward.
After a dizziness that lasted about as long as it takes to brew tea, the force suddenly disappeared, bright light flashed in front of his eyes, and an oval-shaped portal exit appeared within reach.
He breathed a sigh of relief, landed on his tiptoes, walked through the barrier, and stepped out of the portal.
In front of him, a well-lit and spacious hall similar to a market transfer station suddenly unfolded.
“Man, I feel so dizzy.”
“I'm feeling a little muddled too.”
“Thank goodness the journey was short. The sensation of long-distance traversal through the void is really awful.”
The comrades arrived one after another, walked through the barrier, stepped out of the exit, and the grumbles were endless.
Yi Xian'er's face was a bit pale. She rubbed her temples, trying hard to resist the feeling of dizziness.
Just as Feng Yi happened to pass by her, she swayed and instinctively grabbed his arm, leaning against him.
Feng Yi's lips twitched.
He wanted to push her away, but felt awkward doing so in front of his Senior Brothers.
“Xian'er, take a Dizziness Pill. You'll feel better in a bit.”
Lin Qingluo arrived last, coming out of the Transmission Array. Seeing her pallid face, he handed her a Spirit Pill.
Yi Xian'er trusted her Master wholeheartedly and swallowed the pill without hesitation.
The Spirit Pill's efficacy was excellent. In no time, her dizziness indeed disappeared.
She took a breath of relief, let go of Feng Yi's arm, and resumed her cheerful demeanor.
Women are so troublesome!
Feng Yi quietly scoffed. Fearing that she might grab him again, he quickly moved ten meters away as if a tigress was chasing him.
Yi Xian'er's eyes flickered, and she could not help but feel wronged.
Was she that unbearable?
He acted like she was a venomous snake.
Was there something wrong with relying on a Senior Brother's shoulder for a moment?
He didn't even show a bit of fraternity.
“Ahem.”
Feng Yi, feeling the burning glare of two volcanic eyes, coughed awkwardly, turned his back and pretended to ignore it.
Yi Xian'er reached for a punch, resisting the urge just in time.
“Xian'er, let it go.”
Shitou, with his crafty eyes, enjoyed the show but didn't miss a chance to add fuel to the fire. “Given his block-headedness, he's destined to stay single forever.”
“Hehe.”
Yi Xian'er found it amusing and took the chance to vent her dissatisfaction: “Who would even like him?”
Not appreciating the banter, Feng Yi was about to retort.
Lin Qingluo timely intervened, preventing a fierce battle of words.
Chapter end
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