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Agriculture Escape: Ultimate Boss Has A Space Pocket!

# first daughter # figurehead # agriculture [space + ancient times kingdom building + escaping from famine] The big shot from the future, Bai Wutong, transmigrated to ancient times with her space pocket! Before she could feel happy, she found herself in a chaotic world! There was murder, robbery, schemes, sky-high prices, and many other things happening all around! The moment she arrived, she had killed two people. Then, she also kindly saved someone, but was deceived and stalked as the person insisted on following her. If that’s the case, then don’t blame her for using aggression in return! After she finally managed to settle down, she was assigned to the frontier to develop the lands. The remote lands were out of anybody’s control, and there was nothing more that Bai Wutong could ask for. After a few years, Bai Wutong accidentally led the richest man of the previous dynasty, the prime minister, the commander of the secret guards, a great scholar of the dynasty, the holy maiden, as well as the divine doctor… and turned the barren land into a rich, noble town that everyone desired. When the emperor and his ministers came to admire the place, they were dumbfounded. That man who was pouring tea beside Bai Wutong… Wasn’t that the eldest son of the previous emperor, who had been dead for many years?!

One Tail Length · Umum
Peringkat tidak cukup
564 Chs

Glib-tongued Chu Tianbao

Editor: Atlas Studios

Feng Yue, who had not expected this, hurriedly dodged.

She reacted a beat too late. The sword grazed her arm and made a deep cut.

Feng Yue looked at her wound in disbelief. She never expected this weak Central Plains woman to know martial arts.

She had underestimated her.

Exasperated, Feng Yue shook off the whip and replaced it with a large knife. "Swords have no eyes. You'd better admit defeat obediently."

After learning martial arts from Qingfeng for so long, Bai Wutong had yet to find a real opportunity to fight.

Feng Yue was just right for her to practice.

Bai Wutong smiled faintly. "That sentence should be for you."

Feng Yue raised her big sword and charged forward. "Clang~" The swords collided, producing a long and ear-piercing sound.

The people around them were taken aback.

Shouldn't two beautiful beauties compete in poetry, chess, calligraphy or painting?