CHAPTER 676: CHAPTER 57: COULD SHE BE...?

In the end, Zhou Ziang casually passed off the incident with the excuse that "Xiao Xian slipped because he wasn’t paying attention."

Feng Xing, an honest man, had no choice but to believe him in the face of Zhou Ziang’s harmless face to both men and women. But in his heart, he had already made up his mind that once Zhuo Feng was feeling a bit better, he and his wife would have to give Xiao Xian a "lesson on the prevention of puppy love."

As the car left Cherry Valley, the snow at the entrance of the valley had signs of slightly melting, and the weather seemed not so cold anymore. Both Xiao Xian and Zhou Ziang knew that this must be the effect of activating the outermost circle of that ancient Array.

When Feng Xing fell, Zhou Ziang swiftly set up a barrier on the Array, and the spirit light from the Array, which even ordinary people could not ignore, was concealed. As long as no Cultivator with greater Spiritual Power than Zhou Ziang appeared in the near future, the Array’s existence would be safe.

The part of the Array forcibly activated by Xiao Xian was like an old, inefficient air-conditioner, barely able to gather some Spiritual Energy in Cherry Valley. The old and children who got frozen hands and feet at night were still unsuitable for living in the valley, but young people and those in their prime would fare much better.

As for those flowers and crops that were hit by the cold and suffered from the snow disaster, they couldn’t recover their vitality anytime soon. Before leaving, Xiao Xian asked the village chief for a bamboo basket, and purposefully picked some frost-covered Cherry fruits and dripping wet rose flowers, though it was unknown what she wanted to do with them.

When the car returned to the city, it was already close to nine o’clock. Zhou Ziang got off at a certain intersection. After some thought, Xiao Xian asked Feng Xing to drop her off at Bai Juyi’s place, while Feng Xing drove back to the hospital to report this evening’s "military intelligence" to Zhuo Feng.

After Xiao Xian got off the car, she first put the wilted flowers and the frozen-hard cherries in her room; she was starving. The big bowl of wild vegetable noodles she ate in Cherry Valley was not enough to replenish the exhaustion from the past seven sleepless days and nights. Not to mention, almost all her strength was depleted when activating that odd Array.

Thinking it over, she still needed to go out to eat something. Naturally, Xiao Xian was not a True Cultivator who could give up on the pleasures of food, there was a food stall that operated only at night next to the residential area. In this season, the stall would set up a row of earthenware pot gas stoves, boiling the richly flavored beef and mutton offal with chopped up chili. The soup simmered for hours, the aroma enough to tie someone’s intestines in knots.

In the cold winter, past nine o’clock, besides the security guards, most people in the residential area had already gone to sleep.

The security guard was curled up in his thick cotton jacket, drowsy, and suddenly the CCTV jumped with a sound, "Who’s there?" The security guard squinted his eyes, glanced outside the door, then at the CCTV, as if a white plastic bag had fluttered by. In this kind of weather, nobody wanted to go outside; the security guard casually took a few glances and continued to close his eyes and doze off.

Xiao Xian walked along the residential area’s wall on the silent and deserted street, turning the corner ahead would be the mutton offal stall.

"Who’s there," Xiao Xian’s hairs stood on end, and she unconsciously swung her hand to strike behind her, but the person dodged her shoulder, avoiding her strike infused with Spiritual Energy. "Why are you here? Didn’t you say you were going home?"

Wasn’t Zhou Ziang, who was only half a step away from Xiao Xian, supposed to have gone home already?

"It seems like your Spiritual Power has recovered quite fast; you already have the energy to hit people." Behind her was a face smiling as warmly as the gentle sun, making it truly hard to continue being angry, "We agreed to have dinner tonight, and also, we haven’t talked about serious matters yet," Zhou Ziang had no choice but to get off the car just now; even with his good temper, being glanced at by Feng Xing with eyes like those used against a pervert for the entire trip back was too much.

Every time he wanted to say something, the prospective uncle-in-law would cough nonstop as if he had a severe cold. With not much to say, and wanting to use his spirit light and "remote spiritual sound" to communicate a few words with Xiao Xian again, he couldn’t because Xiao Xian’s Spiritual Power was completely depleted, and their "conversation" was also unable to continue.

With the conversation incomplete, Zhou Ziang simply got off the car first, then followed the two from a distance, watching Xiao Xian enter the residential area.

After she entered the residential area, Zhou Ziang hesitated a bit; it was too late, and if he really sneaked in, being alone with a single woman, things could get complicated if anything did happen.

While hesitating, he saw Xiao Xian quickly flashing by the residential area entrance, heading outside. Looking at the direction she was heading, it turned out she was going for a midnight snack.