441: Lance's wedding

"No."

Xia Ling rejected him without hesitation.

Searle had just given her a wedding gift. If she left now, Searle would probably go crazy, right?

Puppet: "Yes, master."

*

When Searle woke up, Xia Ling had already woken up.

He had originally slept very lightly, but last night, when he held Xia Ling, he felt that his worries had been settled, and he fell into an exceptionally deep sleep.

"Duo Ruo! Good morning!"

Searle sat up, his dark green eyes looking gently at Xia Ling.

"Good morning." Xia Ling smiled and also stood up from the stream.

She washed her face by the Stream. She did not expect searle to wake up so soon. She wanted to find something to make breakfast.

The morning sun was particularly bright and shone on Xia Ling.

She was dressed in a linen dress. Her long black hair was scattered behind her. Xia Ling's face was fair and beautiful, as if there were still water droplets on it.

The water droplets flowed down her neck and into her dress.

Searle's eyes darkened.

Feeling the heat in her jade-green eyes, Xia Ling immediately said:

"Searle, pack up. Let's go back."

She was ready to go. From Searle, Xia Ling had a strong feeling of love.

Last night he turned into a leopard, and she couldn't help but scream.

Ahem, Xia Ling doesn't want to think about it again. It's so shameful!

* Oh, yeah

Searle's lips curled up again when he saw Xia Ling's evasive look.

"Duo Ruo, we're not going back. I'll show you somewhere else."

Xia Ling: "Eh? The tribe's business, forget about it?"

"Whatever, with Lance around, nothing big will happen!" Searle raised an eyebrow.

In the White Stone tribe, Lance was the tribe leader, and Searle was the deputy tribe leader.

Although there were no obvious arrangements, everyone was actually doing things. They were either looking for Lance or Searle.

"Okay! Then let's go play!"

Thinking of Lance's sad face, Xia Ling couldn't help but laugh.

*

Searle brought Xia Ling, and Xia Ling brought the space.

Traveling around like this was like a honeymoon.

Searle and she passed through the forest and walked into the desert. Finally, they circled around and went back from another direction.

This direction required them to cross an extremely vast sea.

They cut down wood and made a small boat. There was food prepared in the space.

Regardless of whether there were sharks in the sea or not, Xia Ling brought Searle and the two of them boarded the boat and crossed the sea.

Searle knew how to row a boat, while Xia Ling Had a puppet.

They drifted for another half a month. Finally, when they went ashore, Xia Ling asked Searle to remember the direction of the sea. When there was time in the future, she could play on the beach with Searle.

Most importantly, the sea water could bask in salt.

There were more orcs in the tribe. Originally, when they found a salt mine, it was not enough.

And with the sea water, salt was inexhaustible.

*

When they returned to the White Stone tribe...

When Lance saw them, it was no longer a sad face, but an extremely smelly face!

After the two of them held a ceremony together, they suddenly disappeared for a month without even telling him.

The tribe almost held a funeral for them.

Xia Ling: "Lance, why do you look so smelly? Do you want to be bald again?"

Lance: "..."

Lance had a strong psychological trauma towards baldness. He was not sure if there was any other way to make him go bald other than eating spicy food.

Lance: "Alright, alright. You two have already been willful. Now, Let's get down to business! Leave me alone to look after the tribe. My hair is going to fall out!"

Lance was helpless towards Xia Ling. He was no longer angry.