"Junior Sister Miaozhen, aren't you hungry?" The young Daoist nun Wei Qingling blinked her big eyes, her mouth already full of food.
Yang Miaozhen shook her head, withdrew her gaze, paused for a moment in thought, and parted her lips:
"Qingling, finish your food, rest here for a while, and then we'll get back on the road."
"Okay!" The young Daoist nun cheered, waving her arms in delight. Rushing along was exhausting anyway, and besides, nobody outside the Daoist Sect knew about the treasure in Lanruo Temple. What difference did it make whether they went a little earlier or a little later?
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