Female lead: No, it's me again??

Chapter 151 The Arrival of the Gal Caravan

As for whether the Seven-Colored Scaled Insect is a Possessed Ghost Insect or a Parasitic Dead Flower, Xuan Li thought about it and felt that it was impossible.

After all, it's too ugly.

"So, should we burn this bug?"

Since ancient times, burning has been the best way to deal with poisons.

Feng Siyue thought for a moment, "Let's keep it for now, it might have other uses in the future."

"Qingqing, find a place to lock it up and keep an eye on it."

Qingqing put her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction, "Contractor, the Heavenly Heart Ring can't hold such an ugly and smelly thing."

This is a gross insult to the Heavenly Heart Precepts!

"Oh dear, Qingqing, such a dangerous insect definitely needs to be kept in the Heavenly Heart Ring and guarded by you."

"You're so powerful, a divine beast, it's definitely safer to keep you here than outside, right?"

Unbeknownst to her, Qingqing slowly raised her head under Feng Siyue's flattery, "What you say is true, a little bug is nothing to this great master!"

"Alright, then let it stay here for a while."

The little creature flapped its wings, and a blue barrier sphere enveloped the insect on the ground, suspending it in mid-air.

"Perfect!"

"As for the contractor, now that the clues have gone cold, where are you going to find the Seven-Colored Scale Insect?"

Feng Siyue shook her head, "We can only wait and see if there's any news from the Bai family."

After saying that, she went into her study and diligently practiced her studies.

Seeing this, Qingqing and Yue Shang sat down next to Xuan Li with practiced ease and started reading the storybook together.

When the two reappeared on the streets of Qianshui City, it was already noon.

After finishing their meal, Xuan Li strolled down the street with Tangyuan in her arms and Feng Siyue.

"It's rare that you didn't go back to cultivate right now."

“Cultivation is urgent, but there is always time to catch your breath.”

And the weather is so nice today, the sun is shining brightly, and it's so warm.

Occasionally, a spring breeze will blow, making people feel relaxed and comfortable.

"That's true. Prolonged seclusion can make people lack human warmth."

Suddenly, Xuan Li's eyes lit up, and he pointed ahead, saying, "Chu Han, look!"

"Ding-a-ling... Ding-dong... Hiss..."

A strange sound rang out.

Feng Siyue looked ahead and saw a convoy of cars moving forward in a grand procession.

The group consisted of three people, two men and one woman.

The man in the middle is tall and slender, dressed in dark-colored close-fitting clothes, with a nine-headed serpent pattern on his left shoulder, and his long hair is tied up high.

His entire face was covered by half a green snake mask, and his exposed chin was so white it was almost transparent.

The other two were also wearing masks, so their faces were not visible.

The people around them automatically parted and began to discuss the matter.

"The Gal caravan has finally arrived!"

"I wonder what treasures they brought this time. I can't wait to see them!"

"What's the use of being impatient? You need to be able to beat them!"

Many women stared intently at the convoy, their faces flushed. "Isn't that Young Master Jiayin in the middle?"

"I think it should be Young Master Jia Si. Look at his skin, it's so fair..."

Most men and women have very different priorities.

The Gal caravan?

Feng Siyue is not interested at the moment.

She pulled Xuan Li back two steps, letting them pass with a calm gaze.

"Chu Han, don't you think...?"

"The aura of these people is very strange."

"Their headdresses are quite beautiful?"

Feng Siyue remained silent, then turned her head, “…”

Xuan Li: "......"

The two people still have different focuses.

"Huh? Strange?"

Xuan Li spoke softly, leaning closer to Feng Siyue as she asked.

Feng Siyue shook her head. "I can't explain it."

I have a feeling that I subconsciously dislike it.

"Ah, I didn't feel it at all. I just thought the jade hairpin in her hair was pretty."

Among the caravan riders were many women of heroic bearing or gentle temperament, especially the woman at the front dressed in purple. Although she wore a half-mask, there was a faint sense of aloofness in her exposed brows, which was quite unique.

Xuan Li glanced at her, then looked at the plain-looking man in black beside her, and stroked his chin in thought.

Feng Siyue's birthday is coming up, what gift should I give her?

Feng Siyue hadn't expected Xuan Li's thoughts to have already strayed far ahead. She was still gazing at the back of the green snake man in front of her, pondering what that aura was.

I have a feeling that I've met her somewhere before.

..........

Xuanhe Street, Qiufeng Courtyard.

Beneath the largest apricot tree in the courtyard, the woman in purple was looking up, a hint of confusion flickering in her eyes, which were like pools of spring water.

"Gasi, do we really have to do this?"

The young man in black sat upright on a rock under a tree, wiping his sword with a handkerchief in his hand. "Luo Luo, we have no way out. How innocent they are!"

The woman seemed to realize something, and a hint of sadness appeared in her eyes. "But aren't they innocent too?"

The man fell silent.

He didn't know how to answer that question.

"Gasi, is there no other way?"

The man remained silent. "Luo Luo, how about setting up the stage at Chunxiang Pavilion next to Qingli Academy?"

Luo Luo clenched her fist slightly and lowered her head.

"I'm going for a walk."

At night, Qianshui City is illuminated by lotus lanterns, making it lively and beautiful.

Xuan Li was walking alone on the street, carrying glutinous rice balls and a string of candied hawthorns in her hand, enjoying them immensely.

Tangyuan tried to reach for the candied hawthorn with both paws, but Xuanli dodged them both with her sharp eyes. She said triumphantly, "Tangyuan, I won't give you any, hee hee hee!"