An Indispensable Sovereign Paraphernalia for Home and Travelling
Editor: EllisBLV13
Gushes of wind brushed along the farmland. The breeze was cool and refreshing, just like it was ten minutes ago. However, deep inside her, Lin Sanjiu wished that the wind could stop now.
That was because she had smelled the scent of insects from the wind ever since she was born. Not many people in the world knew how an insect smelled, and Lin Sanjiu cursed them for their luck.
After she forced herself to look at the beetle, even the well-seasoned Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but lower her gaze. Her stomach had already shivered up into a little ball, and she would throw up if she continued to stare at the beetle.
As her gaze fell on the soil bridge, even though she could still see the massive, polished feet of the beetle looming at the corner of her eyes, her churning stomach settled a bit. After she recomposed herself, she gasped as she asked, "Does our conversation has a time limitation?"