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Chapter 613 - Qing Yuan’s Regret VI
Chapter 613 - Qing Yuan’s Regret VI
Chapter 613: Qing Yuan’s Regret VI
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Mother, it’s the wicked aunt.”
Qing Han looked around and noticed Ziyan, who was standing not far away.
Ziyan was already pale. Her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with horror as she wanted to hide.
But Feng Ruqing already shot a glance at her.
Ziyan looked more disgusted as Feng Ruqing’s eyes were unpleasant to look at. She clenched her fists tightly and forced herself to look back at her.
“You’ve left Qing Yuan?” Feng Ruqing looked at Ziyan, who was approaching Zhao Yao. There was a sneer playing on the corners of her lips.
This was a scene she had already foreseen long ago.
When Qing Yuan’s strength regresses, Ziyan would eventually leave him.
The only thing was that she did not expect things to turn this way so soon... for Ziyan to have already found herself a new man.
Perhaps this time... Qing Yuan would finally see her true color thoroughly. Luckily, Feng Ruqing’s mother did not train Qing Yuan in vain.
Ziyan’s face was as pale as a sheet.
She had already noticed Zhao Yao, who had just evaded the spirit beasts’ claws, was already looking at her suspiciously.
“Didn’t you say that it was that guy who was bothering you? What did she mean when she said that you’ve left him? Do you know this girl too?”
“I don’t know her!” Ziyan screamed as she bit her lip hard. She looked resentful. “No, that’s wrong. She’s with Qing Yuan. She can’t bear to see how I had turned Qing Yuan down, so she’s here to help him to frame me!”
For a moment, Zhao Yao could not think about anything more as the silver leopard was rushing toward him.
Fighting was not the silver leopard clan’s nature. However, that did not mean that they did not know how to fight.
Just like the wind, the silver leopards’ bodies were robust and their teeth were sharp. Their sharp claws emitted cold rays as they swiftly attacked Zhao Yao.
Zhao Yao evaded from the side, but the earth bear behind him smashed its fist upon him.
If he were not strong enough and did not respond in time, that smash from the bear was strong enough to cripple him badly, if he was not smashed into a meat pulp already.
The three-striped tiger was almost fully recovered as it shook its fur and put its cub on the ground. Then, it roared ferociously and swiftly pounced on Zhao Yao...
Qing Shan, on the other hand, was not doing any better either. Under the spirit beasts’ claws and fangs, his shirt was already ragged, and his skin was already shredded by the sharp claws.
Aside from having to deal with the two-headed poisonous snake, he also had to battle with a powerless treant, which was not only unable to feel pain but also never seemed to be damaged.
“Mother.”
Qing Han looked at the groups of people as she swallowed her saliva, hard. “Can we find the ape to cook for us? I’m hungry, and I want to eat some fried food, something braised with soy sauce, and sweet and sour food... ”
Feng Ruqing did not reply as she remained silent for quite a while. Then, she touched Qing Han’s little head and gently said, “There are spirit herbs in the medium.”
“The spirit herbs are used to fill my stomach, but the dim sums are used to fulfill my stomach’s desire.” Qing Han pursed her lips and looked at Qing Shan and the others hungrily. She tapped her pink lips with her fingers as the corners of her lips started to drip with saliva.
“They haven’t bathed... ”
Whatever it was, she must prevent Qing Han from developing such a bad habit.
Qing Han looked disappointed as her eyes were flooded with sadness. “Mother, if there are some old fellows who have taken their baths the next time, can I eat them?”
“No, there are some old fellows who have committed too many crimes in their lives. They can’t ever be washed clean, no matter how hard they try to. If you eat them, you will hurt your stomach, and you will be the one who will be suffering eventually.”
The corners of Feng Ruqing’s lips lifted. However, beneath her calm voice was a tinge of resentment that was difficult to conceal.