1245: Chapter 367 Three People Walk_2 1245: Chapter 367 Three People Walk_2 This has already taken all of my courage.
This is not home.
Su He laughed heartily, his laughter filled with joy.
He pulled her to run recklessly on Snow Mountain.
Su Huanian couldn’t maintain his usual cold demeanor, being pulled by him to run to the highest peak, facing the direction of Yunmeng Ze.
Gazing at the mountains and white clouds, frost and snow fluttering.
Suddenly, Su He exclaimed urgently: “Not good!
We must hurry!
The demon woman is escaping!”
Pointed out by Ji Feixue, yet he forgot about it.
Su Huanian jerked slightly then recalled what Su He was talking about, and couldn’t help but glare at him.
Who speaks about their own wife in this manner?
Especially since Sister Ji is pregnant.
Suddenly, the male beside her leaped up and transformed into his White Tiger True Body, a sweep of his tiger tail caught her on its back, seated sideways.
The White Tiger tread through snow, covering millions of miles in an instant, dashing out of East Cloud Mountain into Yunmeng Ze, heading straight for Ji Feixue’s underwater garden.
Yet they did not detect Ji Feixue’s presence, and instead found Liu Ru.
Liu Ru looked at Su He and bowed deeply: “Greetings, Son-in-law, greetings, Madam.
The Princess…
has moved, huh!”
Su He was dumbfounded.
That demon woman indeed ran out, really deserved to be hung up and whipped!
Su He waved his hand, and after greeting the Yunmeng Dragon King who had come upon hearing the news, he turned his head and returned to Long Moon Mansion, where he saw shrimp soldiers and crab generals moving luggage into Long Moon Mansion.
Ji Feixue was directing the convoy, guarding her precious treasures.
Coral, fortune tree, artificial rock…
Sensing the presence and turning her head, Ji Feixue saw Su He and Su Huanian: “Oh~ you deign to return!”
Su He: “…”
So she moved here.
“What’s wrong?” Ji Feixue looked at Su He’s astonished expression, pretending to cry: “Does my lord not want me here?
I might have ruined my lord’s affairs…”
Su Huanian shivered despite his usually cool demeanor, no wonder Sister Ji was called a demon woman!
Su He, with a forehead full of sweat, grabbed Su Huanian with one hand and the demon woman with the other, entering Long Moon Mansion straight away.
“Demon woman, stop your audacity!” Su He said while walking, fiercely glaring at her.
Outside Long Moon Mansion, the market became increasingly prosperous, don’t show this demeanor outside!
Ji Feixue giggled coyly.
Just a bag of air!
Who could see her?
The people in the market, even if their eyeballs popped out, would never catch a glimpse of her figure.
Within Long Moon Mansion, there were barely more than ten mermaids.
The vast Long Moon Mansion seemed extremely empty.
Su Huanian whispered: “A few days ago, Ya Ya had Green Flower return, borrowing the mermaids from me, saying she would declare herself king in ten days, borrowing the mermaids to set up an area to entertain the clan’s uncles.”
Su He looked eastward through Long Moon Mansion, towards the northeast of East Cloud Mountain where the National Fortune steamed, a National Fortune Dragon Turtle wandering among the clouds.
That little one who sneakily left with Green Snake and Toad back in the day had truly established a kingdom using a mountain thief’s fortress, and it seemed to be managed quite well.
A Divine God Beast of national fortune represents the entire nation.
Politics, military, economy…
including the citizens’ loyalty and allegiance to the monarch are all clear at a glance.
How did that little toddler who couldn’t even speak clearly manage to truly establish a country!
Managing a country has myriad complexities like vast hair of a bull, intricate as hemp.
Yet, this little brat could discern it clearly.
In this respect, he couldn’t compare!
Su He burst into hearty laughter.
Watching the well-disciplined shrimp soldiers and crab generals send the belongings into the Underwater Cave Dwelling of Autumn Lake.
Su He reached into the aquatic plants and grabbed a sneaky figure.
It was the puppet Little Barbarian King, held by the neck by Su He, also holding a large axe, with his own little Iron-Eating Beast between his legs, waving the large axe and yelling at Su He.
“Sneaking around, stealing items?” Su He looked at him.
The Little Barbarian King immediately became furious: “Pah!
I am a Barbarian Divine Emperor, how can a grand Barbarian King sneak around!
I take things openly and brightly, otherwise, how could you have noticed?!”
“Ah?”
Ji Feixue started laughing, reaching out to grab by the neck, she pulled out a puppet of similar size, which was also yelling, “Audacity!
I am Bar Zhui!
I am the chief of the Barbarian Clan, descendant of the Barbarian King, how dare this woman be audacious, how dare she carry me back and forth!”
He was yelling but then felt something wrong in the air, stopped struggling, and looked forward to see another puppet being held by the neck.
Muscular with twisted muscles, fierce-faced, the distinctive Xuānhuā Axe of barbarians and the sitting Iron-Eating Beast…
Ancestor!
Though he had never seen him, he recognized him at a glance.
The Barbarian King also saw this credible puppet, with similar muscles and axe, similar temper and intelligence.
Even the appearance was somewhat similar.
Grandson!
Not necessarily which generation’s grandson.
The two puppets looked at each other, then—spit at one another, despising the pitiful figure being held by the neck, turned their heads away and refused to look at each other anymore.
Ji Feixue giggled coyly, with a flick of her finger, the items automatically returned to their places.
The shrimp soldiers and crab generals immediately bowed and retreated.
The mermaids also withdrew.
Long Moon Mansion quieted down again, even the pair of eye-bulging puppets was casually thrown out of the mansion by Ji Feixue.
Don’t underestimate these two puppets, the Little Barbarian King had strong survival skills.
Though palm-sized, he traveled frequently between Changfeng City and Long Moon Mansion, without a single accident ever occurring.
Moreover…
encountering two such puppets, whether a common Demonic Cultivator would have an accident remained an unknown.
Ji Feixue stretched lazily, playing with the waters of Autumn Lake, watching the Falling Snow fill the realms, observing the setting sun, and the rising moon.
She couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
Finally, truly living here.
She remained silent, and Su Huanian was even quieter, the three of them unknowingly moved to the surface of the lake, right beside an island, watching the Falling Snow, supremely serene.