The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

Looking at the distant Wang Linglong, a sinister look flashed across Fang Tianzhi's eyes.

Linglong, who was very sensitive to danger, had already noticed when Fang Tianzhi's murderous intent emerged.

But she didn't take action. First, this was not the end of the world, and she had to take action first when she sensed danger. Second, she had not yet found the person behind it.

Fang Tianzhi took a deep breath and said, "Sister Ling, I misunderstood An Ge'er because of Wang Le's matter a few days ago. Now Wang Le is still unconscious. Shouldn't I come here to apologize first?"

Linglong stood in the yard, glanced at the two dead chickens in Fang Tianzhi's hands, and said lightly: "No need, my family doesn't lack these things."

After hearing this, Fang Tianzhi's eyes darkened. Wang Linglong's identity was indeed not simple. However, regarding that man and Wang Linglong's identity, she vaguely heard from the villagers last night that the relationship between the two was not ordinary, so she didn't take it to heart.

When he came here, he somehow thought of Lu Shuang and inquired about Wang Linglong's health.

As a result, what she didn't expect was that Wang Linglong had actually been to Lu Shuang last night, and Wang Linglong's body was really cured, but there were some deficiencies.

The most important thing is that Wang Linglong and Rong Zian are going to get married in a month.

That wouldn't work. What she wanted was for that little bitch Rong Zian to live a life worse than death, not for her to put a knife to his neck.

Thinking of this, Fang Tianzhi put on a hypocritical smile on his face: "Sister Ling still has to pay for her crime. If Sister Ling doesn't like this chicken, you can take this silver and see what Brother An likes and buy him some."

As he spoke, he took out two silver ingots from his arms and handed them to Linglong through the fence.

She also knew that it was not good to send chickens to die. Who made these two chickens that were fed medicine so useless? They died in just one night. Now she had to pay the money with a painful heart. No, she had to find someone to get the money back.

Linglong didn't even spare a glance at the silver ingot. She looked at Fang Tianzhi and said, "Village Chief Fang, I don't need these, but I really want to know why you tricked my grandma to go up the mountain? Or is it An An you are targeting?"

This straightforward sentence shocked Fang Tianzhi, and then he became panic-stricken and vicious.

Wang Linglong didn't even raise her eyelids at Fang Tianzhi's murderous intent. If she wasn't afraid of trouble, it would be questionable whether Fang Tianzhi could live to the end of his life.

In order to make the other party lose their composure, she could take some time to pretend to be nice to him for a while.

Fang Tianzhi looked at Wang Linglong in horror. When she met her cold and temperatureless eyes, cold sweat gradually appeared on her back. Her instinct told her that the person in front of her was dangerous.

This time Fang Tianzhi was really scared: "Ling, Ling Jie'er, you are joking, this thing is for you to apologize, I have something else to do here, I'll leave first."

After saying this, he put the things in his hand outside the door and then staggered away.

She had to go find the Godly Father. Wang Linglong was just as Fang Aiyan said, like a different person. Something was wrong. Either she was possessed by evil spirits, or Wang Linglong was hiding something.

Linglong quietly looked at Fang Tianzhi's flustered back and asked consciously: "Youxue, can you control the beast?"

In the end times, mental power is still there. Some low-level zombies, when attacked by mental power, can control the attacked zombies.

I think, since Youxue is a divine beast, it should be able to command ordinary wild beasts.

Youxue, who was eating in the space, rolled down on the grass with her furry body and said, "Yes, Master."

Linglong turned and walked towards the utility room, while transmitting through her consciousness: "Youxue, let some small animals follow Fang Tianzhi and see what she did today. Tell me everything in the evening."

When Linglong turned around, the chicken and silver that Fang Tianzhi had placed at the door had all turned into ashes.

"Okay, master."

As Youxue responded, a faint light flashed from the red lotus behind Linglong's ear.

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Zi'an took out the backpack from the utility room and came out of her room.

When Zi'an saw Linglong, he happily walked towards her, but when he saw what she was holding, he paused for a moment.

Walking closer, he asked softly, "Sister, are you going to the mountain?"

Linglong nodded, looked at the boy's body that had recovered a little, and said: "An An, I'm going to the mountain for a while, and I will be back at noon. You can read medical books at home. If someone comes to see you, don't pay attention."

Zi'an pursed his lips, reached out and grabbed Linglong's sleeve, and said with a soft and coquettish tone: "Sister, be careful."

Seeing Zi'an's cautiousness, Linglong's cold heart softened a little. She reached out and took him into her arms, caressing the boy's back with her palm: "Okay."

Just a simple word, lacking the usual coldness and bringing a touch of tenderness.

"I have added a few new medical books to your room. Take your time to read them. If you have any questions, wait for me to come back."

Zi'an gently rubbed Linglong's shoulder and replied softly, "Okay, sister."

Yin Luo let go of Zi'an and walked out, transmitting his consciousness: "Youxue, protect An'an. I'll come back and make you a roast chicken."

If she hadn't fed it these few times, she would never have realized that a little animal would love to eat so much, especially spicy food.

On the contrary, she was not picky about food. Whether before or after the apocalypse, because of her strength and space, she never starved. She even lived a much more comfortable life than the average psychic.

Youxue, who had just returned home, sent a voice message through her consciousness: "Okay, Master."

Zi'an pursed his lips, looking at Linglong's back reluctantly. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his wrist, which almost made him overreact instinctively.

When he thought it was Xiaoxue, Zi'an breathed a sigh of relief and raised his hand. The first thing that caught his eye was the golden glass bracelets, followed by the little white snake.

She fiddled with the red bells on the bracelets with her fingertips, her eyes were gentle and her tone was easygoing: "Xiao Xue'er, don't you know that the wrist is the lifeline of a martial artist?"

When Youxue looked at Zi'an's harmless handsome face, for some reason, it felt as if it was in front of its master, feeling very oppressive.

As if in response to him, the little white snake rubbed Zi'an's wrist.

Seeing this, Zi'an sighed and touched the little white snake with his fingertips: "Xiaoxue'er, I will get to know you as soon as possible."

After saying this, he took Youxue back to the room.

On the mountain.

Linglong followed the breath and landed in front of a valley with her lightness skills. She looked at the valley entrance covered by green vines in front of her, closed her eyes, and dispersed her mental power.

Every blade of grass, every animal and every creature in the valley appeared in Linglong's mind, and finally her consciousness fixed on a waterfall.

No wonder Youxue said it couldn't get in. There was a thick mental barrier behind the waterfall! She was quite curious about what on earth could be protected by such a strong barrier.

Stepping into the valley, Linglong discovered that there were many precious herbs, rare poisons, and aged tonics.