[4] Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family

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645 Sending Off

Su Xiaolu had just turned around when her hand was grabbed. She was stunned.

Zhou Zhi's hand was a little cold. His hand was so long and his joints were very textured. Zhou Zhi was good-looking. Su Xiaolu felt Zhou Zhi's hand and felt that even without this skin, he would still be a very beautiful skeleton.

"Xiaolu, this is for you. These are seeds. If you encounter danger, plant them with your water ability. This is better than branches."

Zhou Zhi handed a sachet to Su Xiaolu. He took Su Xiaolu's hand and placed the sachet in her palm.

Su Xiaolu took the sachet and nodded subconsciously. "Okay, thank you, Fourth Brother."

This was a good thing.

Zhou Zhi's wood mark could even bear seeds?

Su Xiaolu scratched her head in embarrassment. "I didn't know that you could do this. I don't think my ability can."

Zhou Zhi smiled gently and said softly, "Not every ability is the same. The deeper you comprehend these abilities, the more you can use them. Xiaolu, you can try it later."

"Yes, thank you, Fourth Brother."

Su Xiaolu felt that Zhou Zhi was really good. He had told her all his insights.

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Zhou Zhi took out a bouquet of flowers and handed it to Su Xiaolu. "Here, Xiaolu. Happy New Year."

Su Xiaolu accepted the flowers. The fragrance of the flowers was clear and especially pleasant. She was in a good mood and the little bad emotions in her heart had been dispersed.

She smiled and said goodbye to Zhou Zhi.

After sending Su Xiaolu off, Zhou Zhi heaved a sigh of relief.

The flowers that had bloomed disappeared one after another, leaving behind only green vines and thorns.

He returned to the table and took out the book. With a sigh, he flipped it open and saw that it was the 370th chapter-

It was the book about the Immortal Supremacy his wife with amnesia that Su Xiaolu had once read. This was the first draft, and there were still edits he had to make. Of course, he could not show it to Su Xiaolu.

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On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the news of Yan Qingyun's death spread. At the same time, Yan Zhiyuan, Yan Yuran, and Yan Yuanan were banished from the capital.

The reason for this was not widely spread. In fact, many people did not know the real reason.

The Yan family was expelled from the capital as quickly as possible.

Yan Qingyun's funeral was also done very quickly. He was buried in a hurry, leaving too little time for the Yan family.

They were innocent. When the entire family left the capital, they were searched by the imperial guards several times to ensure that they did not take anything valuable with them.

After leaving the capital, Yan Zhiyuan seemed to have aged ten years. In just two days, he had grown a lot of white hair. He did not even know if he could bring his family back to the Yan family's ancestral home.

Seeing Madam Zhao from afar, Yan Zhiyuan felt a little ashamed. He moved his lips and wanted to say something, but he did not know what to say. He could not even find a suitable way to address Madam Zhao.