School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 480 - 534: The Ming Dynasty’s

Chapter 480: Chapter 534: The Ming Dynasty’s

"Don’t be afraid, those people want to hurt you, they all deserve to die."

Chen Nan held her hand tightly, his tone very gentle, a tone he had never used with anyone other than his junior sister and Huo Xinya.

Su Qingqing looked at her, her expression somewhat anxious, "Why are you so foolish, killing so many people for me?"

"No one can bully you except me," Chen Nan said firmly, "Don’t mention that these people are utterly unforgivable, even if it were the Emperor of Heaven himself, if he dared to touch a hair on your head, I wouldn’t let him off easily."

Su Qingqing pouted, "Others can’t bully me, so why can you?"

"Because..."

Chen Nan pondered for a long while, then cracked a smile, "Who asked you to be my cousin!"

Su Qingqing pinched his arm lightly, "You big bully, cousins are meant to be cherished, not bullied."

"Who says cousins are meant to be cherished? The great leader Chairman Mao once said, cousins are meant to be bullied."

Su Qingqing was somewhat speechless, "When did Chairman Mao say that?"

"Seems like just the other night," Chen Nan said grinning, "I dreamt of him, and he told me in the dream that Su Qingqing, this girl is too mischievous, she should be properly bullied."

"Where am I mischievous? I am clearly a good girl, okay?"

Chen Nan glanced at her chest, "Do you dare say that with your hand on your heart?"

Noticing Chen Nan’s gaze, Su Qingqing quickly adjusted her neckline, "Pervert, where are you looking!"

Chen Nan turned his head away, "Who looked? I just glanced unintentionally, it’s not my fault that it’s so conspicuous."

Su Qingqing was speechless.

This guy looked and still shirked the responsibility, blaming her chest for being too conspicuous, "Hmph, you silly fool, you’re getting worse."

Chen Nan laughed, "Have you ever seen someone purer than me?"

"Like Lord Chicken here."

The Black Feathered Chicken suddenly interjected.

Chen Nan yanked it aside, "The humans are speaking; you, a chicken, should not butt in. Go somewhere cool and stay there."

The Black Feathered Chicken clucked loudly, flapping its wings and pointing at Chen Nan, "You little rascal, if you dare to mess with Lord Chicken again, Grandpa Chicken will kill you!"

"Smack..."

Chen Nan didn’t hesitate and slapped him right away.

The Black Feathered Chicken was slapped into a tree, shaking its dazed head, shouting, "Damn you, still dare to hit Lord Chicken, touch Lord Chicken again and see what happens!"

"Swoosh..."

Chen Nan swung another big slap, and the Black Feathered Chicken pecked with its mouth.

"Bang bang smack smack..."

They started fighting right away.

Su Qingqing watched on the side, speechless, thinking what a fool he was, a human, bickering with a chicken.

Five minutes later, a man and a chicken ceased fighting and walked down the mountain.

The Sky Team members had already left; Chen Nan arrived at the base of the mountain and immediately lit a fire.

Now being early winter, the climate was dry and the leaves were withered, as soon as Chen Nan started the fire, it promptly began to blaze, and by the next day, the thousand-year-old Corpse Control Sect would likely turn completely to ashes.

Although he was not as anxious as when he arrived, Chen Nan also slowed his pace.

Half an hour later, the man and the chicken reached the place where Chen Nan had parked his car.

"What is this thing?"

The Black Feathered Chicken flew onto the Land Rover and looked around, muttering, "I, Lord Chicken, have seen all kinds of Magic Treasures, but I’ve never seen this thing. Kid, what kind of monster is this?"

Chen Nan couldn’t be bothered with it: "Idiot."

"Damn it, in the era I, Lord Chicken, lived in, there was no such thing. What the hell is this? Hurry up and tell Lord Chicken, or I’ll peck you to death!"

Chen Nan glanced at it: "What era’s chicken are you?"

"Lord Chicken doesn’t remember how long I’ve been sealed."

The Black Feathered Chicken poked its head with its wing, scratching its head in thought: "It seems like, the last emperor before Lord Chicken was sealed, was named Zhu Yuanzhang. I don’t know how many years have passed since then."

Zhu Yuanzhang!

Chen Nan and Su Qingqing were stunned.

This founder emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who lived more than six hundred years ago, proved that the Black Feathered Chicken was indeed an ancient creature—it had lived for so long!

"A chicken that has lived for hundreds of years could fetch a fortune if sold."

Chen Nan muttered, eyes fixed on the Black Feathered Chicken, making it uncomfortable and wary: "What are you looking at, kid? Stop harboring bad thoughts about Lord Chicken."

Su Qingqing also touched its fluffy chicken head: "Little Black Chicken, are you really a chicken from the Ming Dynasty?"

"Nonsense, Lord Chicken is very old. Would I lie to a kid like you?" the Black Feathered Chicken said in an aged tone, then questioned, "Wait, isn’t it still the Ming Dynasty?"

"It hasn’t been for over six hundred years."

"What! Over six hundred years!"

The Black Feathered Chicken jumped up in outrage, shouting furiously, "Then those little hens that admired Lord Chicken—are they all dead? Damn it, Lord Chicken only took a nap, oh Heavens, you’ve wronged me! Oh oh oh..."

As the Black Feathered Chicken crowed in agitation, Chen Nan just threw it into the Land Rover and started the car.

"Oh my chicken mother, how is Lord Chicken supposed to live without little hens!"

Along the way, the Black Feathered Chicken kept lamenting the changes of the world and regretting not having swooned that little hen at the village head back in the day, clamoring incessantly in the car, annoying Chen Nan and Su Qingqing to the point of nearly developing calluses on their ears.

It only quieted down after Chen Nan threatened to throw it out of the car.

"Kid, your era’s car is really quite magical; it can run without horses pulling it," the Black Feathered Chicken said, standing on the dashboard and marveling at the scene outside the glass: "And, it’s much faster than those horse-drawn carriages."

Chen Nan remained silent, ignoring it.

Because he knew, the moment he answered, this chicken would endlessly bombard him with questions, possibly making it impossible to have peace ever again.

After leaving the mountainous region, both Chen Nan’s and Su Qingqing’s phones received signals, and their message alert tones kept ringing, all from missed calls.

Su Qingqing quickly took out her phone and called Su Yixuan to report safety.

On Chen Nan’s phone, the number with the most missed calls was Huo Xinya’s.

He knew it had to be his junior sister making the calls; after all, she had stayed in the mountains for so long and just came out, so without her own phone, she could only use Huo Xinya’s to call.

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Nan dialed Huo Xinya’s number.

Soon, Ye Yiyi’s voice came from the other end: "Senior brother, where have you been? I was so worried."

Chen Nan explained what had happened, which led Ye Yiyi to scold him for not calling her along. After exchanging some sweet nothings, they finally hung up.

Su Qingqing watched silently, feeling sour and jealous.

Listening to Chen Nan speaking sweet words to his junior sister until he hung up, she then asked, "Is your junior sister... back?"

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