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2159 Conflict 6

This feeling cannot be described in words.

Whether it is a weapons depot or a laboratory, the space has a cold sense of technology. Under the light and shadow, it looks like a dormant huge beast.

Rong Mu and Rong Xia couldn't help but touch and look at the building. Rong Batian was surprised, "Could this be..."

"This is the weapons depot. All weapons are produced from here. What you have seen before is just the tip of the iceberg. There will only be more that will surprise you in the future."

"This is the laboratory. Xiao Wei'er uses it to make all kinds of weird things. Well, the ones flying around are micro bees. Although they are small in size, they are very useful. They can monitor the enemy.

They won’t be discovered easily, and the Thousand Emperors Sect incident is all thanks to them..."

"This is the medicine garden and spiritual field, where many precious medicinal plants are planted, as well as spiritual rice vegetables..."

"This is the spiritual spring. The spring water can cleanse the marrow and heal the wounds..."

Since they had become partners, there was no need to hide certain things from them. Di Jian took them through the space and then to the bamboo house.

Xiong Cang had already prepared the meal, and Ling Xuewei dug out several cans of peach blossom stuffing buried under the peach tree, and baked an eighteen-inch double-layer cake.

There is no way, there are so many people, and there are three foodies, I am afraid that this alone is not enough for them to build.

There is a cherry blossom tree planted in the courtyard of the bamboo house, with pink petals flying and falling in the wind. Under the cherry blossom tree, everyone is sitting around the stone table. The table has been filled with rich meals and delicacies, accompanied by the strong aroma of wine.

It makes people salivate.

Tan Ji is a good drinker, and he couldn't bear it anymore. He rubbed his hands anxiously, "Sir... no, miss? No..."

For a moment I didn't know what to call him.

"You should just call me Young Master."

Ling Xuewei is funny.

Tan Ji Hanhan scratched his head and asked, "Sir, can I drink this wine now?"

"certainly."

Tan Ji immediately poured a glass and poured it into his mouth, "Ha, good wine!!"

"Everyone, please sit down. I don't have many rules."

Everyone sat down together and officially started eating.

"Young Master, the pot is here."

Xiong Cang came over with a steaming hot pot of mutton fresh from the oven and placed it in the middle of the table.

"Lao Xiong, stop being busy and come and sit down. I have your favorite wine here! Let's have a good drink. We won't come home until we're drunk!" Di Jian dragged him to sit down, and after a while he sat down.

We drank one glass at a time, and soon Tan Ji also joined in. It didn't take long for the three of them to put their arms around each other and call themselves brothers.

Di Jian is worthy of being known as Zilai Shu, the number one diplomatic expert under Ling Xuewei.

Rong Xia and Yalan were quite good at talking, maybe because they looked similar in appearance, but it turned out later that Yalan was actually much older than her. Fortunately, there was no generation gap between the two of them when they chatted. Maybe simple people would be attracted to each other.

Bar.

Huangfu Chen and Rong Batian chatted every now and then. Neither of them talked much and ate their meals quietly.

The little one sat next to her mother, and Ling Xuewei served her some vegetables. The little one ate deliciously, "Mother wants that!"

"Mom, there's that one..."

"Mom, I also want some meat..."



The sound of the little breasts making milk sounds can make even the hard-hearted person soften a little after hearing it. Rong Batian looked at her and his eyes couldn't help but soften.

"You eat first, and I'll feed her." Huangfuchen said to Ling Xuewei.

"fine."

"Chen Susu, what are you drinking? Mianmian also wants to drink..." Xiao Naibao's big black grape eyes stared at the wine glass in his hand, and his small mouth squeaked, looking like a greedy little cat.

Huangfu Chen couldn't help laughing and pinched her little nose, "This is wine, but it's not something a little guy like you can drink."

"Hey? Why?"

"Uncle Chen will teach you when you are older."

"Chen Susu is so stingy! Huh..." The little milk bag's small mouth was suddenly able to hang an oil bottle.

Huangfuchen didn't expect that he would be disliked by a little nanny, and he immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

Di Jian burst into laughter over there.

Such a scene is so heartwarming.

Rong Batian was a little moved. They hadn't seen such a warm scene for a long time. Looking to the side, Rong Mu and Rong Xia were laughing and playing with Yalan. The smile on his face hadn't stopped since he came in. He felt a surge of emotion in his heart.

Strange emotions.

Extremely safe.

At this moment, he felt a sense of belonging for the first time.

It seems like this is where they belong.



The light flashed and fell into the eyebrows of the four people.

Rong Mu only felt as if he was surrounded by warm light. Soon, the light dissipated, and a line similar to red flames appeared on their inner wrists.

This is the sign of planting the charm of loyalty.

"You will stay in space for the next few days and wait until the storm outside passes before you leave."

"yes."

For the next few days, they stayed in the space. The aura here was richer and purer than that outside, making it the most natural holy land for cultivation.

Tan Ji had an old injury on his body, and the water from Lingquan happened to have healing properties. Xiong Cang found him a bathtub and soaked it with the medicine prescribed by Ling Xuewei. Within a few days, he felt that his body was much more relaxed.

Rong Murong Xia and Ya Lan have been having fun these days, running around without seeing anyone with their little buns all day long. After two restorations, the space has become larger, at least twenty or thirty acres, so it is enough for them.

Jumping around.

Originally, Rong Mu still pretended to be an older brother, but it didn't take long for him to be misled by the cute little nanny. In addition to the younger brother control attribute, he also added a younger sister control, and he was completely obsessed with the little nanny's weirdness.

He was conquered by Ruan Meng.

He always tried his best to kiss, hug and lift her up, but now Yalan was not happy. Originally, his sister was only his, but now two competitors suddenly appeared, and an inexplicable sense of crisis emerged.

So the three brothers started a daily battle of wits and courage over their younger sister.

From a distance, Rong Batian looked at the children playing around and couldn't help but smile heartily.

Mu'er and Xia'er were much more cheerful than before. Originally, after experiencing the destruction of their family and the blood feud, he was worried that the two children would hide their emotions in their hearts. Now that he saw their happy smiles, he was once again glad that he had done the right thing.

Decide.

Outside.

The storm continues.

There must be no one in the small courtyard. Ling Xuewei and Di Jian were there. At this time, a spiritual message came from five people. It turned out that people from the Qiandi Sect had already entered the city. Once they searched the city, it would take up to half a day.

Search the small courtyard.

Ling Xuewei crushed the spiritual message and sent out monitoring bees, and soon the picture came back.

In the afternoon, there was a loud knock on the courtyard door. Before they could open the door, an arrogant voice came from outside, "Open the door, open the door! Qian Emperor Sect is searching for the fugitive! Open the door immediately!"

Di Jian went to open the door, and the Qiandi Sect disciples immediately poured in. Di Jian apologized and said, "What's the matter with you guys? We are all decent people, and we don't dare to harbor any criminals..."


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