radicalducati 92-32 Late Food
92-32 Late Food
The masked man's face slammed into the ground. He tried to say something, but Mo Bei's right hand held him firmly down. Meanwhile, Mo Bei's left hand burned the bag in time, creating a hole. The bag then contracted violently, releasing countless grains. Yan Fuxue immediately created an ice wall that bent into a bowl to collect the grains. Hong Qi used wind to gather the grains, finally transferring them safely into the ice bowl.
Qinglan and Inva ran to Mobei's side. Qinglan said, "Are you convinced now? Caught red-handed." Inva added, otherwise he would seem insignificant if he didn't speak, "What else do you have to say to deny it!" The masked man shook his head, making muffled noises.
The sobbing reached Qinglan's ears. He imitated the tone of the Chief Justice and Chief Justice of the Supreme Court in the capital, speaking on television: "In the courtroom, crying solves nothing. Please speak the facts." Seeing that things were finally over, Inva could relax and teased him, "This is my master, you know." Qinglan was startled: "What did you say? I was wrong." In the distance, Yan Fuxue slowly lowered the grain down the ice ladder, returning it to Huomin City with Hong Qi.
Yan Fuxue said, "We'll send the grain back first." Qinglan made what she thought was a cool gesture behind her back: "Okay, leave this guy to us." Then she looked at the masked man: "Will you talk or not?" The masked man shook his head, and Qinglan conjured musical notes in her hand, bringing them closer to him. Inva saw this and quickly said, "No, no! We can't use force." Then she turned to look at Mo Bei, who was still pressing the masked man to the ground: "Let's send him back to the city first." Upon hearing this, Mo Bei stood up.
The masked man finally spoke: "You finally let me stand up! You kept me pressed down on the dirt, my mouth was full of it! I couldn't even speak. And you were so strong, I couldn't even turn my head to breathe." Mo Bei scratched his head sheepishly, but quickly realized something: "Why am I embarrassed about a prisoner?"
Finally, the grain was returned to Huomin City, and the grain thief was caught.
As Yan Fuxue reached the city gate, she saw a yellowed map fall to the ground. After instructing Hong Qi to deliver the grain first, she stepped back a few paces and looked up. There sat Dongfang Gui on the watchtower, leaning against a red flag.
After the arrest, the city lord climbed the highest watchtower, a yellowed map tucked into his arms. On the map, Huo Min was circled in red, as was the imperial capital a thousand miles away. The deafening roar of a massive collapse echoed from afar, and he gazed at the northern starry sky, his eyes tender. He thought, just a little longer, just a little longer, and the grain will return to Huo Min.
As dawn approached, he leaned against the tower wall, the fiery red flag beside him. She simply wanted to rest for a while. She still clutched the map in her hand, but a gust of wind blew it away. Now, the map lay at Yan Fuxue's feet.
Yan Fuxue realized something was wrong and immediately picked up the map, building an ice ladder to climb the watchtower. But it was too late. Dongfang Gui, due to excessive exhaustion of spiritual energy and extreme hunger, finally succumbed to his pent-up desires under the cover of night when the food returned.
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Huo Min's men still scrambled for food, but they were much more restrained, because they knew they would finally no longer have to go hungry.
The men who escorted the masked man back couldn't help but smile upon seeing this. Inva walked to the old man's side, and the old man stopped drinking his thin rice porridge. He immediately took out a gleaming medal from a bundle wrapped in tattered cloth and handed it back to Inva. Inva accepted it with both hands and solemnly thanked him, "Thank you for believing me." After looking around, he asked with some doubt, "Where is Dongfang Gui?" The old man simply pointed to the highest watchtower, "The city lord went up to the watchtower to look at the moon." Inva saw Frost and was startled. He quickly called to Mo Bei and Qing Lan. Qing Lan climbed the stairs, "This is definitely Yan Fuxue. I knew it with my eyes closed."
When he reached the top, he was greeted by Yan Fuxue, who simply pointed to Dongfang Gui's already cold body. Qinglan was incredulous: "Lord, how could this happen..." Inwa was extremely distressed. If he had given that biscuit to Dongfang Gui, perhaps this wouldn't have happened. But what good would it do to give it to him? His stomach could no longer tolerate any food, and he dared not question the capital. He could only watch helplessly as the city grew increasingly empty each day.
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The group planted a sapling. Inva buried Dongfang Gui in Huo Min's grave, beside the newly sprouted sapling. The sun shone on the cold tombstone, yet the three characters "Dongfang Gui" still shone brightly. Beneath the newly planted sapling, amidst fluttering red ribbons, Inva waved goodbye to the four men and Huo Min. He was going to truthfully inform them of the situation in the capital and about the prisoner he was escorting.
Mo Bei walked past the sapling with its upright roots and stepped onto the edge of the enormous rift. The once solid ground began to degrade. Fortunately, Mo Bei reacted quickly; otherwise, he might have fallen in and not even have been able to activate his spiritual skill. If he hadn't, the whole story would have ended.
Just then, the collapse sound of the Great Rift became real, and stones began to fall from the corner of Qianyi Village, plunging into the deepest part of the Great Rift. Yan Qing Muxue, finding it fascinating, walked to the edge and looked down, but accidentally fell in. Qing Shuaige, holding fruit, turned around and asked, "Where's Yan Qing Muxue?" The next second, she too fell into the deepest part of the Great Rift.
Countless stones were ground into powder within an invisible barrier, then merged into the barrier itself, transforming into fissures that could be ejected into space. Yu Yanqing observed this phenomenon and slowly uttered a few words: "The ejection period has finally arrived."
The Brilliant Mirror on Qinglan's neck was dazzling.
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