As expected of Ye Siran, she guessed it in one try.

"Ranran, since your brother bought it specially for you, of course, it's a women's style. Sit on it first, and once we're out of the county town, I'll teach you how to ride."

Ye Jingxiao adjusted the bicycle seat higher, though a women's model made little difference to him.

"Alright, thank you, Brother. It's so wonderful to have a brother; I was planning to buy a bicycle anyway. When I go to work as a veterinarian at the farm later, I might end up living in the cave dwellings of Gaotang Village. After all, I am an educated youth assigned to Gaotang Village, and making a thirty-li round trip every day would be too much."

Gradually calming down, Chen Xue lay quietly against that broad chest. At this moment, she felt an unprecedented sense of safety and contentment. The entire experience felt like a dream, making her reluctant to wake up from it.

With Moyu's eyes narrowing, his imposing aura instantly surged once more. The ground beneath them seemed to tremble slightly, cracking open into numerous fissures. As he thrust his sword forward, all those feather-like golden murderous auras were completely shattered into pieces, turning into stardust that drifted to the ground.

"Then let's go get something she used," Qian Xunmei said after understanding the crux of the matter.

This sound immediately alerted Song Zheng. Stopping his playful banter, Song Zheng gazed intently in the direction of the noise as several explosive talismans materialized in his hand. Should any fierce beast or enemy appear, he would not hesitate to throw these explosive talismans, leaving them no chance at all.

Meniya lost her sleepiness and wanted to chat with him for a while, but seeing his focused expression, she could only wait in silence.

Left alone in the room, Xiao Moran recalled the situation when he intercepted the evil cultivator yesterday, and involuntarily thought of Ye Lin.

Yet he seemed to have forgotten that Su Chen had previously fought four opponents single-handedly and successfully counter-killed a peak ninth-level werewolf.

Just at that moment, a strange streak of light suddenly flashed across the dark night sky, accompanied by a gust of fierce wind. That peculiar light was hurtling toward Song Zheng at an astonishing speed.

"Uncle Deyang, that's not what I meant at all." Those men wore bitter expressions, hurriedly and awkwardly offering apologetic smiles while not even daring to wipe the spit from their faces. They quickly grabbed their tools and began tearing down the door.

Ignoring the whistling, incoming golden brick, Zhuang Zhen clenched his fist, coated in fierce energy, and his figure pierced straight through the exploded mist of blood, striking fiercely toward Old Li.

The people here wore different clothes from those of Yang Han and his companions, so their arrival immediately drew the attention of many.

With a gloomy face, Ma Yun didn't even spare a glance at Li Gao and Ma Guangliang beside him. Seeing Ma Yun approach, Li Gao turned his head away and let out a cold snort. Ma Guangliang, realizing Ma Yun was ignoring him, felt a sense of getting the worst of both worlds and helplessly turned his head away as well: Ah, how did things turn out like this? What is this supposed to mean?

"I've finally found you, and without the slightest effort," Silver Four said with a smile, before flashing toward the large tree.

The mother and daughter thought their scheme was foolproof and proceeded according to plan. Yue'e entered the kitchen, probing her with words while observing her expression, and then found an excuse to go speak with Madam Li.

When Lin Xi returned to the courtyard, she saw the lamp lit in Mammy Ye's room. Learning that she had returned, she hurried right over. After receiving permission to enter, she found Mammy Ye half-reclining in a bamboo chair, looking thoroughly exhausted.

Though he didn't understand what Yang Han was saying, Bai Yue trusted him. Guided by her Heavenly Cold Seed to discern the direction of that presence, Yang Han inched closer step by step.

Zhang Qingting couldn't be bothered to worry about it, instead flipping through the old almanac on the wall to count the days. The scholar should be returning in these next few days. I wonder how he has been faring out there all this time?

Simultaneously letting out strange cries, Yang Han had no idea what these creatures were, and could only keep his defenses up to avoid being ambushed.

"She actually had such an extraordinary and harrowing experience?" Listening to all this, Li Jun felt his heart contract with pain. If he could, he would rather have been the one to endure all that, sparing her from such suffering.