great-warnovel Chapter 111 The wheat fields rippled! He whispered in his ear amidst the roar: Help Big Brother blow
Chapter 111 The wheat fields rippled! He whispered in his ear amidst the roar: Help Big Brother blow
On that day, the roars of hundreds of barbarians swearing a blood oath on the command platform shattered the swirling snow and completely awakened this slumbering land.
These "human beasts," who had just acquired names and beliefs, shed their battle robes, picked up farm tools, and poured all their former bloodlust—which had previously only known killing—on this barren yellow earth. Like guardians of a temple, they fiercely protected every inch of the wheat field that Su Wan had marked out.
Under the quiet nourishment of Su Wan's "divine power" (system spiritual spring), a miracle occurred.
After the muddy inspection during the spring plowing season, the Qin family's thousands of acres of wasteland seemed to have been bewitched.
The wheat seedlings are growing wildly, heading and filling with grain.
June arrived in the blink of an eye, and the scorching sun baked the loess soil in the northwest until it was smoking.
What was once a desolate, muddy field that everyone had given up on has now transformed into a golden sea. The heavy ears of wheat bend low, and when the wind blows, the golden waves roll and rustle, a sound that sounds more unbearable to the ears of the people in the neighboring Wangjia Village than the slaughter of a pig.
……
"Boom—!"
Thunder rumbled across the horizon, and dark clouds pressed down like a black cauldron.
"Oh no! This weather is like 'snatching food from a dragon's mouth'!"
On the ridge of the field, Wang Datou, the village chief of Wangjia Village, tapped his pipe, looked at the endless wheat field of the Qin family, and a smug, gloating smile crept across his lips:
"Such a large area of land, even if the Qin brothers and that bunch of clumsy savages worked themselves to death, they still couldn't harvest it all!"
"Three days! If the harvest isn't finished within three days, a heavy rain will cause all the wheat to rot and sprout in the fields!"
"Then the Qin family will be crying over rotten wheat!"
Not only them, but even Huhe, the barbarian security captain who was working in the fields, was in despair at this moment.
"Quickly! Everyone, swing your sickles!"
Huhe was shirtless, and sweat blurred his vision.
too slow!
The wheat is too dense!
Their sickles were practically sparking, but against this golden sea of gold, it was like a drop in the ocean.
"It's over... the food bestowed by the goddess is going to be lost..."
Just when everyone was fighting for their lives, and the air was thick with anxiety and despair.
"Buzz—Buzz—!!"
A strange, deep, booming sound, like the awakening of a giant beast, suddenly exploded!
Immediately afterwards, everyone saw the leader, Qin Lie, striding over, pushing a "metal thing" they had never seen before.
The thing had a ferocious appearance; its huge cylinder was covered with rows of barbed iron teeth that gleamed with a chilling light in the dim light.
Qin Lie stopped, and without saying a word, tore off his shirt.
"hiss--"
A collective gasp filled the air.
It was a body imbued with the ultimate aesthetic of violence.
Sweat and dust mingled on his bronze skin, giving it an oily sheen. His broad back muscles expanded and contracted with his movements, like a drawn bow poised to be released. His eight-pack abs were clearly defined, armor sculpted from years of fighting and toil.
He stepped onto the pedal with one foot.
"rise!"
His thigh muscles bulged suddenly, and the veins spun like dragons.
"Buzz—rumble—!!"
The pedals flipped rapidly, the rollers spun wildly, and the strong wind they generated swirled the wheat chaff on the ground into vortexes!
"Come!"
Qin Lie let out a low roar.
Qin Meng, the third brother standing next to him, immediately handed him a bundle of freshly harvested wheat.
Qin Lie grabbed the wheat handle with his calloused hands and slammed it hard against the rapidly spinning drum.
"Splash—hiss—!!"
That was the sound of devouring!
Just one breath!
The once plump and thick ears of wheat were instantly "eaten" clean, and countless golden grains of wheat gushed out from under the machine like a rain of pear blossoms, piling up into a small golden mountain!
fast!
It was so fast it made my scalp crawl!
"God...a divine beast!!"
Huhe, standing next to him, buckled at the knees and collapsed to his knees on the scorching yellow earth with a thud.
In his limited understanding, how could this be a machine?
This is clearly a steel-clad glutton that only eats wheat and not people! And Qin Lie is the Asura War God who rides this giant beast!
"The Boss is mighty! The Divine Beast is mighty!"
The hundreds of barbarians were terrified and dared only kneel on the ground to hand out wheat, not daring to even lift their heads, for fear that the iron beast would open its mouth and chew them up too.
The villagers in Wangjia Village, who were far away, were so frightened that they dropped their tobacco pipes.
Wang Datou opened his mouth wide, like a duck whose neck had been choked.
What kind of sorcery is this?!
……
In the center of the threshing floor, dust and wheat chaff flew together.
Qin Lie is like a tireless perpetual motion machine.
Sweat slid down his strong chin, flowed over his Adam's apple, gathered in the cleavage of his chest, and finally disappeared into the edge of his sweat-soaked trousers.
That raw, untamed masculine hormone was so intense it could almost set the air ablaze.
"Big brother..."
A soft, sweet voice pierced through the roar of the machines.
Su Wan came over carrying a bowl of mung bean soup.
She wore a light blue gauze dress, her skin glowing white. In this pile of men, reeking of sweat and mud, she was as clean as a handful of fresh snow, so alluring that one wanted to destroy her.
Qin Lie paused.
He didn't stop, but turned his head, his dark eyes, which were extremely aggressive at that moment, locked onto her.
"Don't come any closer."
His voice was hoarse, filled with the labored breathing of someone:
"Dirty. All dusty."
He genuinely wanted to protect her.
He was covered in sweat and looked like a mud-covered mess, while she was a delicate and soft fairy.
But Su Wan didn't back down; instead, she took a few steps closer.
She tiptoed, took out a snow-white handkerchief, and wanted to wipe the sweat from his forehead that was about to drip into his eyes.
"I'm not afraid of dirt."
The girl's faint, sweet fragrance wafted into my nostrils, instantly dispelling the hot, earthy smell.
Qin Lie's muscles tensed up suddenly.
Just then.
A gust of evil wind blew by.
As the machine roared, a large clump of fine, sharp wheat awns was swept up and carried by the wind, directly into Qin Lie's open collar, pricking his sweaty, sensitive chest.
"hiss……"
Qin Lie grunted, his brow twitching violently.
"What happened? Did you get pricked?"
Su Wan panicked.
Without a second thought, her soft, boneless hand pressed against his burning chest, her fingertips tracing the sweaty muscles beneath.
"Where? I'll pick them out for you..."
Cool fingertips.
Hot, burning chest muscles.
This isn't nitpicking; it's dancing on the nerves of this beast!
"Don't move..."
Qin Lie's breathing instantly became heavy, like a bellows.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Wan's slender lower back.
It's not about pushing it away.
Instead, he forcefully and domineeringly pressed her into his sweaty and wheat-dust-covered arms!
"Wow! Brother...so many people..."
Su Wan gasped, her face pressed against his hard chest, her nose filled with his strong masculine scent.
"The more people, the better."
Qin Lie blocked the view of everyone behind him with his broad back.
The machines were still roaring, providing the best cover.
He lowered his head, his thin lips almost touching Su Wan's earlobe. Hot sweat smeared on her cheeks, making them wet and carrying a heat that made one's legs weak.
"Jiaojiao, the wheat awn has gotten into my flesh... it's making your big brother nervous."
He grabbed her hand and pressed it against his rapidly pounding heart, forcing her to feel the turmoil within.
"Too small, can't pick one out."
Su Wan blushed crimson, her hands trembling unsure what to do with his chest: "Then... what should we do? Go back and get the needle?"
"No needles needed."
Qin Lie's eyes were frighteningly dark, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.
He suddenly bit her earlobe, his voice hoarse and husky amidst the roar of the machine, carrying a sensual air that made one blush:
"Back to my room tonight..."
"You helped your older brother take off all his clothes..."
"Get closer...use your mouth to help your older brother blow it out."
"call--"
He blew a heavy breath into her ear.
The heat seeped into her body through her ears, and Su Wan's body instantly went limp. If it weren't for his iron-like arms gripping her waist, she probably would have slid to the ground.
Is this still the same taciturn older brother?
This is clearly a hungry wolf that wants to eat people!
"Boss... the wheat pile is almost overflowing!"
At this moment, the ignorant barbarian next to him was still shouting.
Qin Lie's eyes sharpened. He released Su Wan and turned back to his cold, menacing demeanor.
"If you can't fit it all in the pile, then eat it all!"
He started the machine again, this time with even more force and ruthlessness than before.
It was as if he wanted to vent all the evil fire that Su Wan had stirred up inside him on this damned wheat.
Only Su Wan covered her burning ears, watching the man sweating profusely in the dust, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.
tonight……
These wheat awns are probably not something to be "blown up".