Legend of Fuyao 284 Untitled

The crowd gasped again. Evidently, this was specially prepared for them. The platform was only this big, and once the bomb was triggered, anyone present would die. Even immortals would not be able to escape.

As the smoke slowly cleared, Meng Fuyao's figure appeared. Her hand was clasped tightly on the throat of a thin and petite man. Someone shouted angrily, "Isn't that the vice head of the Soaring Clan?"

"So he's a spy!"

The crowd became indignant. The content of their scolding once again returned to the important body parts of their mothers, sisters, and aunts. Since there was an obvious target, even the great-grandmother of the vice head was said to have had countless physical and intimate interactions with the men present.

Meanwhile, the thin man tried to seek survival. He struggled and screamed, "No, no! I'm wronged! I'm wronged!"

Meng Fuyao raised his hand with a smile, and between his fingers, there was still black gunpowder present. The weapons in this universe were just average, and since the exterior of a thunder crash bomb was rough, traces would be left on the hands.

"If you're not a spy, why were you nervous when I said I had spies beside the Eleventh Prince? If you're not, why were you so agitated when I mentioned the reward of becoming a Sixth-level military official?" Meng Fuyao waved her hands and threw this man towards the Chief of the White Mountains. "This is the third thing that I want to do. When there are too many people, good and bad ones intermingle. Spies will definitely be present in such a gathering, and now I have identified him for you. Now, will you be more careful when you're doing things the next time?"

The Chief nodded quietly, and he stepped back as a show of respect. Meng Fuyao clapped her hands and said, "This will be all. Everyone, off to your own duties and don't try to find me. When I have the time, I'll send someone to contact you."

With that, she strode away from the crowd. She left as quickly as she came, and everyone opened up a path for her to leave. Some of them were confused, but the majority of them looked towards their new Union Chief in admiration. With superior martial arts skills and superb strategies, she easily came up with a cunning plan that none of them could ever possibly think of. And she saved their lives so casually. However, they did not know why she would suddenly appear and get involved in this.

Though most of them were uneducated, they knew that some people were meant to live high and look down. Being in control of the overall situation, nothing could surprise such people. These were people whom the crowd could not easily admire or be near too, so they would just listen.

Meng Fuyao nonchalantly walked away, under the admiring gazes of the Xuanji rebellious forces. As the sun started to set, clouds gathered, and rays of twilight could be seen. Looking at the sky, Meng Fuyao frowned and thought of how they would have to spend the night in the open fields. She turned to look at Zhangsun Wuji and wanted to say something, but suddenly, she also did not know what to say.

Moments later, she sighed and continued trekking silently.

Lord Yuan Bao ran forward and squatted on Meng Fuyao's shoulder as a sign of affection, but Meng Fuyao swatted him away. When Lord Yuan Bao climbed again, Meng Fuyao continued to swat him away. Unwilling to give up, Lord Yuan Bao climbed once more, but that angered Meng Fuyao. She plucked a few stalks of spring onion from the bottom of a mountain and handed it to Lord Yuan Bao.

Though confused, Lord Yuan Bao obediently hugged those stalks.

Meng Fuyao searched around again. She found a few pieces of ginger that had a strong scent and handed them to Lord Yuan Bao.

Lord Yuan Bao thought silently… 'I need to be obedient. An obedient Lord Yuan Bao will be able to appease the stubborn bull,' he thought. As such, he continued to hug whatever was given to him.

Then, Meng Fuyao dug into her pockets and found some salt. She continued to pass it to Lord Yuan Bao.

Lord Yuan Bao could no longer handle it… Someone's stomach was so big that the number of items he could hold was limited. Hence, he used his mouth to grab it.

With much clattering and adjusting, the group walked a short distance. Besides the mountain path was a forest, and Meng Fuyao made a suggestion. "Since we won't have any accommodation tonight even if we descend from the mountain, let's spend the night here."

As such, Tie Cheng diligently picked the firewood, while Lord Yuan Bao continued hugging the spring onions, gingers, and salt.

When the fire was set up, Meng Fuyao dug out two biscuits from Tie Cheng's bag. She gestured at Lord Yuan Bao for him to come over.

Thinking that it was food for him, Lord Yuan Bao ran happily.

Meng Fuyao grabbed him and mumbled, "Probably just the size of a Kentucky chicken…" She grabbed the two biscuits and wedged Lord Yuan Bao in between the two pieces, while he continued holding the spring onions and ginger. Then, she grabbed a stalk of grass to wrap around the product, stuck a wooden stick through it, and placed it above the fire.

Tie Cheng, who was holding on to his bag, unexpectedly dropped his backpack in shock. In a stunned state, he looked towards Meng Fuyao and asked, "Master, you're…"

"Roasting a hamburger," Meng Fuyao replied nonchalantly as she twisted the wooden stick. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

Meanwhile, Lord Yuan Bao finally understood what was going on. He let out blood-curdling screeches of help.

Zhangsun Wuji reached out and saved 'Yuan Bao Hamburger' from the fire. Actually, the fire was still far away, and Lord Yuan Bao's fur was not even toasted because he was squeezed between two thick pieces of biscuits. However, the evil intentions behind such a move made Lord Yuan Bao terror-stricken. 'So that bastard asked me to hug the spring onions to make me into a hamburger!' he thought.

Naturally, Lord Yuan Bao hugged Zhangsun Wuji and cried until his liver and guts split, and the volume of his tears could form a downpour. 'Ah, ah, ah, Master, I really don't dare to help you anymore. If I help you again, I won't be a hamburger anymore and instead be toasted to become a hotdog. Please rely on yourself and do your best…'

Zhangsun Wuji patted him gently and remained silent as he faced the fire. The human and the guinea pig hugged each other sadly, and they faced someone, who remained as still as an ice mountain.

Moments later, someone stood up and said, "I'll gather more firewood. The fire is not hot enough." She left before Tie Cheng could stop her.

She had just walked a few steps away when she suddenly kicked into something.

The object laid just right in the middle of the road. When it was stepped by Meng Fuyao, someone cried. "You're stepping again! I really, really, really am getting angry!"

Meng Fuyao bent down and stepped even harder on the pretty face. Slowly, she wiped the soles of her shoes against the face. "You can try to get even angrier."

Coldly, she stared at the disheveled man. With just one look, she could tell that he was no simple man, and he seemed to have been injured, with his inner energy being locked. However, his appearance was quite attractive. He had beautiful eyes, and though he looked like a child, he was so handsome that it seemed to tempt people to have impure thoughts. Even now, while Meng Fuyao was still having a strong distaste towards men, she could not help but gravitate towards him. But this did not stop her from being aggressive. She wiped her shoes against both sides of the face, and she was determined to make those eyebrows look like dirt.

After wiping her shoes, she was satisfied. Just as she was about to cross over the man, she suddenly picked up a rancid odor. Rustling sounds were coming from the surrounding forest, and then, numerous black silhouettes appeared. As the smell of blood intensified, there was also the sound of animals sniffing. At the height of half a man, numerous beams of neon green glimmer shone.

Moments later, she heard Zhangsun Wuji rushing over and warning her, "Fuyao be careful! It's the wolf pack!"

"Furry animals—"

A loud scream that shot through the sky caused Meng Fuyao's hair to stand on its ends, and the pack of wolves to take a step back. That person suddenly climbed up from the ground. Terrified, tear-stricken and disheveled, he pounced into Meng Fuyao's arms.

"I'm scared—"

"I'm scared…" Someone recklessly snuggled into Meng Fuyao's arms.

Quickly, Zhangsun Wuji turned around. He raised his eyebrows, and his fingers seemed to move, but somehow, he did not move from his position.

"Scared? My foot!" Meng Fuyao immediately slapped the man away and sent him flying towards the pack of wolves. She was thinking of adding another kick, but behind her, Lord Yuan Bao suddenly leaped onto the man's shoulders. As the man screamed even more terrifyingly, he threw all the spring onions and ginger that Meng Fuyao previously passed on the man's body.

'Let you hug the spring onions and ginger, and jump into the wolf pack. A scallion meat patty!'

'Who told you to be scared of furry animals!'

The meat patty flew and landed right in the center of the wolves. When he looked up and saw the surrounding wolves sniffing at him, he screamed, hugged his head and lifted his butt off the floor. Then, he lay there and stopped moving.

After taking a few steps away, Meng Fuyao took a look back as she was worried. However, her eyeballs fell off at sight. The wolves were actually hypnotized by the strange pose of the meat patty. They shuffled around but did not dare to move. One of them was starving and anxious, so it tried to bite down on the highly-lifted butt. The fangs caught hold of the robes and it flicked its head. Hence, there was a crisp sound of tearing. The window was opened…

"Aiya… my butt, ah…." It was another blood-curdling scream.

Hurriedly, Meng Fuyao walked back and ordered Tie Cheng, "I'll pass it to you, go settle it!"

In a bad mood, Tie Cheng took out his knife and slashed down. There were howls and the splattering of the wolves' blood, and the man quickly climbed to his feet and watched from Tie Cheng's back.

"Good! Brother, this move of 'Divide Mt Hua' is agile and powerful. A simple move, but the way the strength is used must have been guided by an expert. How slick!

"This move is 'Viewing Moonlight from the Platform'? Ah, that's not right. It has been changed before, ah, ah, what a marvelous change! Must have been done by an expert!

"Good! You can even use these two moves together? What a forceful but amazing move! Ah, ah, Brother, your martial arts are incredible! Paragon of experts from three different schools! You only lack inner energy, just the inner energy that's left!"

Meng Fuyao stopped walking.

This man had such sharp eyes.

Tie Cheng's foundation was average, but as he had been serving as her bodyguard loyally, he was being guided by Zhangsun Wuji, Zhan Beiye, and Zong Yue. Zhangsun Wuji's martial arts style was fluid, Zong Yue's one was nimble, and Zhan Beiye's one was aggressive. All three characteristics were present in Tie Cheng's moves, and he could actually be considered an expert wielder if not for the lack of stronger inner energy. This man who looked like a nerd could actually point out all the sources of his martial arts just by watching a few moves. He was actually an expert at this.

And this man seemed as though he wasn't intending to hide the fact that he knew martial arts.

Meng Fuyao did not look back. She took a whiff at the air, which smelled even more rancid than before. Asking Tie Cheng to come over, she said, "This is enough. There will be more and more wolves that are starving, so there is no need to waste your stamina on this. Tonight, we can't sleep here anymore. Let's trek down over the night."

Tie Cheng obeyed and was about to keep his knife. However, the knife was stained with wolves' blood. Casually, he took the torn piece of the man's robes to wipe his knife clean, before returning the piece of cloth to him. The man looked at the cloth, which no longer looked like its original form after being stained with blood and mud, in a stunned manner. Miserably, he used it to cover his butt.

Without looking at him, Meng Fuyao started to walk downhill. The man, with one hand covering his butt, chased after her and screamed, "Aiya, wait for me, don't leave me behind. I'll hire you guys as my bodyguards. I'll give you money, lots of money!"

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