Hammer in her left hand, sword in her right, the eldest sister is connected to both worlds.

Chapter 262 In Fuyang City, peace remains.

As noon approached, Cao Ji's braised noodles stall was packed with people. Xue Lan and her friends sat in a corner, the five of them around a square table, looking at each other, none of them touching the food in their bowls.

Xue Tong glanced at the large bowl in front of her. Years had passed, but the portion size of Cao Ji's braised noodles was still so generous. The soup in the bowl was bright and clear, and it contained not only the side dishes that had been added before, but also large chunks of braised meat.

The girl secretly glanced at the table next to her and noticed that the vendor had given her significantly more meat.

She glanced at the woman in yellow beside her and asked, only for the sake of it, "Can I eat now? My noodles are getting soggy."

Xue Lan glanced at her and noticed that while she was talking, her hands had already started moving, flipping the bright red chili sauce on top of the braised noodles downwards with practiced movements, all while watching Xue Lan.

The look in his eyes meant: I'm just informing you, not asking for your opinion.

Xue Lan ignored her and said in a calm and gentle voice to Lin Deng sitting opposite her, "Why isn't Prime Minister Lin eating?"

Linden looked at Xue Lan, thinking to himself, "Don't you know why I don't dare to eat? You're really too scary!"

Although she thought this to herself, she still thanked her aloud, saying, "Thank you, Miss Xue. I am indeed a little hungry."

After saying that, he buried his head in his food and started eating. He wondered if it was just his imagination, but as he looked down, he seemed to hear a soft laugh.

It was a very short, sharp sound, full of sarcasm.

So this eye-catching group at the table all started to lower their heads and eat their noodles.

Among the four immortals, the human is not someone who lives a life of luxury, and the immortals are not immortals who eat the clouds and drink the dew. The five of them gather in this human city, at a small noodle stall, with a few bowls of braised noodles and a pair of chopsticks, and they are completely immersed in the vast and warm atmosphere of human life.

When Xue Lan and her group entered, some of the other diners slowed down their eating and whispered among themselves as they watched them.

Xue Lan overheard them secretly; all they did was praise the people's appearances and guess their identities.

Over the years, Fuyang City has served as a stronghold for Luoxia Mountain, and the people of the city have seen many disciples of immortal sects. Therefore, they were able to guess the identities of Xue Lan and the others with great accuracy within a quarter of an hour.

"These must be the sword immortals guarding Mount Luoxia, right? My brother guards the mountain in Luoxia City, and he told me last year during the Spring Festival that the sword immortals guarding the city are all incredibly handsome..."

"That is truly like a white rainbow piercing the sun, with its lofty spirit embodied in the longsword."

The boy eating noodles at the table behind him grew louder and louder until he finally couldn't help but raise his hand, only to be slapped on the head by his upright and dignified father.

The father was a middle-aged man wearing a blue long gown, with an elegant, scholarly air about him and a small beard. When he saw Xue Lan looking over, he gave her an apologetic smile.

The boy covered his head and said with a somewhat aggrieved expression, "Dad!"

"If you keep fighting like this, I'll go crazy."

The middle-aged man looked at him and said, "Weren't you already mentally impaired?"

After saying that, he got up from the table, took the half-pound of mutton offal he wanted to take away from the stall owner, and went home with his son.

Cui Wu looked at the tall figure following behind his father and said, "This child has the aura of a warrior; he's probably going to the desolate battlefield."

Xue Lan nodded slightly: "The spirit of youthful vigor has not returned for several years. The human destiny of the Great Shun Dynasty is truly growing stronger day by day."

Cui Wu nodded, and like Xue Lan, he slightly spread his divine sense to eavesdrop on the conversations of the people around him.

"Immortals are so great! If I were an immortal... no, even if I'm not an immortal, if I were just a little younger, I'd go to the desolate region and teach those demons a lesson!"

In another corner, an elderly couple was eating noodles, and the white-haired old man was talking to his wife.

A kind-faced old woman sat beside him, the two white-haired elderly people sharing a bowl of noodles, their faces filled with satisfied smiles.

"Alright, how old are you! You've spent the first half of your life either running in or migrating inland... If you really want to kill demons, be reborn as a strong man in your next life."

"Next life is fine too. In the next life, will you still be my old woman?"

"Eat noodle!"

Peace and tranquility remain in Fuyang City.

……

The old man's whispers reached Cui Wu's ears, and the woman smiled softly.

For ten years, she guarded Fuyang City, and the expectations she received in this mortal world were the meaning she always upheld.

The group ate their meal for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. By the time they put down their bowls and chopsticks, most of the customers at the stall had left. Xue Lan was the first to stand up and bow to Lin Deng.

"Xue Lan apologized to Prime Minister Lin for her previous rashness."

Lyndon felt that accepting this greeting would shorten his lifespan, but who knew how old this immortal was? He quickly returned the greeting.

"Where."

Xue Tong, who had just paid and returned, looked at the two of them, who were both pretending, and was speechless.

After finishing their noodles, Xue Lan had some important things to discuss with Cui Wu, so the group slowly made their way towards the City Lord's Mansion.

Along the way, Xue Tong stood beside Lin Deng, listening to the two of them, Prime Minister Lin and Xue Lan, exchanging compliments, one praising the other as a dragon among men and a pillar of the Great Shun Dynasty.

One said the other was a leading figure in the immortal sects, a model disciple in the cultivation world.

Although what they said was true in some respects, she couldn't help but laugh.

I don't know why, maybe it's because of the identical fake smiles on their faces.

Thinking of this, the girl secretly glanced at Cui Wu, who was walking beside Xue Lan, wanting to see what kind of expression she had.

Then she saw that Cui Wu's eyes were full of stars, and his expression towards Xue Lan was one of indescribable admiration.

Xue Tong knew she should be a well-mannered child, but she still couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Forgot that most of the people on Jiyuan Peak of Xuanhuang Sect are Xue Lan fans, and only a very small number are twisted Xue Lan fans.

Judging from Cui Wu's expression, he probably already praised Xue Lan to the skies in his heart.

As Xue Lanlin spoke, the scenery before him kept changing. After a turn, a huge mansion appeared in front of him, with lush mimosa trees and withered flowers growing inside.

The city lord's mansion where Cui Wu is currently stationed was expanded on the site of the original Fuyang City lord's mansion. After taking over, she combined the city's government offices and the city lord's mansion together. They usually acted separately, but once a battle report came from Luoxia City, they were all handed over to her for unified management.

For this reason, Fuyang City was able to operate stably amidst the chaos of war, like a celestial abode, becoming the foundation of Luoxia Mountain.

"Sister, please!"

……

Xue Lan tapped her fingertips on the table a few times, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Our fifth child has grown up. I was even thinking of taking you with me!"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of everyone around froze.

Xue Tong and Lu Feng were surprised that Xue Lan had never mentioned this before.

Linden and the two guards who had been staying at the city lord's mansion were thinking that Xue Lan would take the dutiful Miss Cui back with her.

This is unacceptable! How can this be allowed?

They should at least give me advance notice, but I'm here now, so if Cui Wu leaves, at least I can fill in.

In a flash, Lin Xiang considered the arrangements for Fuyang City after Cui Wu's departure, and finally revealed a confident smile.

Then he heard Xue Lan say, "I'm not going to take you with me now."

Lyndon: Are you kidding me?