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Unlimited estates for rural beauty

Feng Xuxu, a 21st-century professor of agriculture and biology, was in secret the mastermind behind a five-star hotel. Running back and forth between the university and the hotel, it's no wonder she worked herself sick. One moment she closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found herself in the body of a poor village girl who had just lost her mother and then her father. Fortunately, time-travel came with a perk, the almighty space ability. After toying with some seeds, she grew thousands of acres of high-yield grains and spent her leisure time cultivating flowers. Before she knew it, she had created a landscape of thousands of acres of flowers. Munching on fruit, she ended up with thousands of acres of orchards. When she craved some greens in the wintertime, she turned around to discover greenhouses covering thousands of acres. Feng Xuxu counted on her fingers: Spring Garden, Summer Garden, Autumn Garden, Winter Garden—not one more, not one less, four in total. She nodded in satisfaction and said, “This is all one needs in life.” Meanwhile, a certain devilishly charming man approached her with a sly smile, “Little Xuxu, how do you plan to deal with me?” Feng Xuxu was in disarray amidst the wind, realizing she had forgotten about one demon yet to be tamed. In this story, both male and female leads are strong, with the male lead being physically and mentally pure and devoted.

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Chapter 175 Xuanyuan Hidden Clan (9)

Baihe and Yingsu had a rabbit, Feng Xuxu had half a chicken, and the leftovers were finished off by Jueqing and Xuefei. Feng Xuxu quickly washed up before going back to sleep on the horse carriage.

In the dead of night, around three in the morning, several sneaky figures quickly made their way towards the mountain forest.

Sleeping inside the carriage, Feng Xuxu suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and woke up Yingsu and Baihe beside her.

"Hmph, since you've come, just show yourself," Jueqing had just finished speaking when his clothes billowed without wind. After the breeze, a man clad in tight black clothing appeared before them.

"Is it him?" Yingsu asked in surprise.

"Who?" Feng Xuxu only felt this person was ominously chilling. She could feel a hellish, icy aura emanating from him.

"The top assassin, the one who injured Jueqing last time," Yingsu said while lifting the curtain of the carriage.