Chapter 392: Chapter 392: Traveling South with Liu Qingyan

The holiday ended, back to work.

Of course, Lu Zheng didn’t need to go to work, but after being bombarded with calls from Zhao Wenyu, he went out for a meal together, marking the end of the full armor combat celebration.

“I heard the Sixth Heaven Club got a lot of flak after they went back,” Zhao Wenyu laughed, “But now the Full Armor Combat Association is in contact with clubs globally, establishing various regulations to standardize, scale, and commercialize.”

Hearing this, Zhao Wenyu looked at Lu Zheng with anticipation, “Brother Lu, do you want to become one of the first athletes in full armor combat, and make history?”

Lu Zheng only replied with two words to Zhao Wenyu.

“Goodbye!”

…

In ancient times, Lu Zheng was helping Elder Liu at Renxin Hall, while also discussing the journey to Southern Border Dingfeng Mountain with Liu Qingyan.

“Lu Lang, when shall we set off?”

“The journey is not short, and since we can’t fly yet, we should get going.”

Lu Zheng calculated the days, “In case something delays us on the road, missing the date would be troublesome.”

Liu Qingyan nodded.

Du Yueyao was a bit envious on the side, as she couldn’t make such a distant trip.

“There’s no need to wait for a good day, better to leave tomorrow morning. I’ll have your mother prepare more food for you,” Elder Liu said.

Liu Qingyan looked at Lu Zheng.

Lu Zheng had no objection, “Sure, let’s have Aunt prepare more roast chicken.”

Liu Qingyan blushed, gently pinching Lu Zheng.

Elder Liu laughed heartily, and Du Yueyao chuckled as well. Although she didn’t know the true identity of Liu Qingyan’s family, she knew they loved to eat chicken.

By late afternoon, Elder Liu closed the pharmacy early, a rarity, and went home with Liu Qingyan.

Madam Liu prepared a feast, inviting Du Yueyao to join, and they had a lively meal together.

After dinner, Du Yueyao bid them farewell reluctantly, reminding Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan to be careful on the road, before leaving with her escort.

Liu Qingyan walked Lu Zheng to the door but didn’t follow him home.

“This trip will probably take us about a month, just like the previous floods,” Liu Qingyan said, “Sister Shen still can’t leave Peach Blossom Plain too far, so she can’t come. Lu Lang, spend tonight at Taohua Village, accompany Sister Shen more.”

Under the eaves, Lu Zheng embraced Liu Qingyan, feeling her enchanting figure and inhaling her lingering fragrance deeply, “With such a wife, what more could a husband ask for?”

Liu Qingyan felt a ticklish warmth at her ear, as if heat was drilling into her ear, her heart pounding as if it would jump out.

With great effort, Liu Qingyan managed to suppress the urge to melt into Lu Zheng’s embrace, pushing him away with a flushed face, running back home quickly and closing the door, “Qingyan needs to rest now, Lu Lang, go quickly, no rush. I’ll find you at Taohua Village early tomorrow.”

Such a thoughtful girl, Lu Zheng felt he couldn’t repay her enough, so he first crossed over to the modern world, bought a bunch of vacuum-sealed roast chickens and smoked chickens, so they could eat them freely on the road.

…

Peach Blossom Plain.

Shen Ying wiped Lu Zheng’s sweat and snuggled closer to him, “The Southern Border is not as peaceful as Great Jing, Lu Lang and Qingyan should be extra careful traveling deep into the Southern Border.”

Lu Zheng nodded, feeling the creamy smoothness in his hands, “Don’t worry, we’ll stick to the government road, and head straight to Dingfeng Mountain after entering the Southern Border. Besides, I have the token Brother Hu gave me, he’s an old, powerful demon, surely influential.”

Shen Ying laughed at his words, “You better be careful not to show the token on Master Hu’s rival’s territory.”

Shen Ying was joking too, because Lu Zheng also had a storage gourd and the Earth Travel Technique. If they really encountered danger, as long as he put Liu Qingyan into the gourd and used the Earth Travel Technique to leave, not even an ancient demon could catch them.

“Oh, do you think your husband is that careless?” Lu Zheng stretched his arm, giving a firm squeeze at the top of the mountain.

Then, in Shen Ying’s soft call, he turned over and pressed down.

…

The next morning.

Xiaocui brought a basin, Shen Ying helped Lu Zheng wash up, and Liu Qingyan arrived at the door with a bundle on her back.

“Sister Shen!”

“Little Sister Qingyan!”

They welcomed Liu Qingyan into Taohua Village, the three of them had breakfast together, and Shen Ying accompanied them until they left Taohua Village a hundred miles away, before she returned.

Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan followed the government road, heading south.

Though they were taking the government road, it was filled with common folk, donkey and horse caravans. Typically, cultivators traveling would at most follow the government road, but never reveal their abilities, flying or speeding in front of ordinary people.

So Lu Zheng and Liu Qingyan did the same, moving swiftly in areas not visible from the government road.

By noon, they were about to leave the Yizhou Prefecture boundary.

They turned onto the government road, found a noodle stand by the roadside, Lu Zheng ordered two bowls of noodles and took out a pack of five-spice roast chicken from their bundle.

“Gulp!” Liu Qingyan couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Lu Zheng couldn’t help but laugh, tearing off a chicken wing for Liu Qingyan first.

Liu Qingyan’s cheeks lifted, her eyes curved into crescents, and she smiled as she reached out, holding it sideways to her mouth. Her little white teeth lightly bit into a small piece of chicken with skin and meat, and in the next moment, her teeth and hand gently pulled in opposite directions, tearing off a small piece of chicken.

Her fragrant tongue wrapped it up, pulling it into her mouth, her red lips closed, her white teeth lightly chewing, Liu Qingyan slightly squinted, smiling, showing a thoroughly enjoying expression.

Liu Qingyan: (^^*)

“Delicious! So fragrant!”

The aroma of roast chicken wafted around, causing everyone at the noodle stand to swallow their saliva.

Among them, two burly men were itching for action, but the other man at their table firmly held them back.

“There’s no village ahead or shop behind, the nearest town is dozens of miles away, and these two, though they look soft and tender, have neither servants nor carriage, they can’t be ordinary folks!

You two better hold back, don’t act recklessly, don’t risk your lives for a taste.”

The two big men exchanged looks, glanced at the couple in an affectionate whisper, oblivious to the world, and decisively stood down, digging into their bowls of plain noodles.

The brawny men held back, let alone others, especially since Lu Zheng wore a blue scholar’s robe, with a handsome face, and Liu Qingyan in a light cyan gauze dress, looking elegant and dignified. Their aura was so refined that ordinary people dared not approach.

A moment later, the owner served two bowls of hot noodles.

Lu Zheng picked up chopsticks for Liu Qingyan, they exchanged smiles, just about to eat, when a voice came from beside them.

“Young sir, could you spare an old beggar a chicken leg?”