Chapter 221 (1/2)

Chapter 221: Chapter 221: “My brother Niu in society. Ling Jue is my little brother. ”

Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

Ling Jue walked out of her grandmother’s hut. She was eager to go to the back of the mountain to take a look. 2

After she left, her grandmother took out a box and looked at it while on her bed. 2

Inside the box were old photos. Some were of her when she was young, and some were of her and her grandfather.

There was also a photo of their family. There was an eighteen-year-old Xia Qingsong and a sixteen-year-old Xia Qinglian. The two of them were holding hands and smiling. Even one photo could tell the warm family atmosphere.

“Qinglian, if you’re still alive, don’t hurt Xiao Jue anymore.” She touched her daughter who was smiling like a flower in the photo and teared up. “Silly child… You’re really stupid…” 2

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When Ling Jue walked to the back of the mountain, the sky was already slightly dark. She had planned to go in to take a look, but she saw an iron net at the foot of the mountain. There was also a sign that said, ‘There’s poison on the mountain. The mountain has been sealed.’. 2

On the iron net, there was a sign that said, ‘Climbing is prohibited, bear the consequences.’. 2

Ling Jue did not quite understand. What kind of poison was on this mountain? Was it that powerful?

“Lord Jue! I’ll go in and take a look. Who else can be more poisonous than Lord Tang Yuan?” Tang Yuan was not convinced. It was invincible in Miaojiang. 2

No matter what kind of venomous worm it was, it could only listen to Tang Yuan obediently.

What kind of poison could be cooler than Lord Tang Yuan?

No! It could not take this lying down! 2

It pouted angrily, wis.h.i.+ng it could run in and take a look. 2

“We’ll come back tomorrow. It’s dark now. Grandma will be worried.” 2

“Alright.” Tang Yuan was a little unwilling. It looked at the gloomy mountain behind it. Hmph! Tomorrow, it, Tang Yuan, would come to verify the truth. It did not believe that there were more powerful bugs than it! 2

“Hey, which village are you from?!” Just as Ling Jue turned to leave, a boy ran to her from nearby. He was one head shorter than Ling Jue, and he was tanned. 2