Chapter 62: The Little Boy (3)

The house assigned by the Special Investigation Bureau was very close to both the bureau itself and the police station. Lin Xiaoyan had very few belongings, and within half a day, she had moved everything into her new home.

Looking at the pristine, empty house, Lin Xiaoyan felt an overwhelming surge of excitement. Although the house was not yet officially in her name, she could live there with peace of mind! She no longer had to worry about rent or whether the landlord would raise the price...

That evening, Lin Xiaoyan bought a lot of groceries. When she first arrived, those people had completely ignored her. They didn’t even ask if she had eaten breakfast, let alone greet her. Compared to the treatment Gu Xiran received, she had been utterly disregarded by everyone.

She furrowed her delicate brows, suppressing the pain. She never shed tears in front of others, yet the bitterness in her heart had no outlet. The torment was so great that she resorted to channeling the pain of refining the strange fire to mask the deep-seated anguish.

Behind him followed Han, the imperial physician. Han stepped forward to take Ji Zili’s pulse before stepping back out.

However, with the five great attribute relics returning to their original forms and no true emperor-level experts present in the arena, why would Jun Yixiao be afraid?

For a moment, because Mo Han was too outstanding, no one paid any attention to Xiao Yunqi.

Her face was as stunning and peerless as a fairy descended to the mortal world, her every feature so exquisitely beautiful that any man who beheld her would lose his soul.

After a while, under the anxious gazes of all present, Guo Honglei’s eyelids twitched, as if he was about to open his eyes.

“Let the servants handle these matters. Why should the Crown Princess take action herself?” Mu Shaogong’s voice was neither cold nor warm.

Upon hearing this, the eleven people present, along with Lin, were somewhat puzzled. Lin fixed his gaze on the indifferent Jin Feng. He remained as strong and unwavering as ever, whether ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years hence.

“I am always tied up with official duties in the capital city. Thus far, I have only visited the old madam twice and have been unable to find time to see you all. I truly apologize,” Gong Yipeng sighed sincerely.

At this moment, Saierui was more of a reference point. If it came to actual battle, its stability left much to be desired.

It was precisely because she had seen the darker side of the entertainment industry that she refused to become a commodity, unwilling to lose herself in this vast cesspool of materialism.

Emerging from the underground prison, she saw the outside world engulfed in deafening cries of battle. Evolutionary warriors clad in various types of biological armor had gathered to resist the attacks of the zombie creatures. The wide streets outside the arena were littered with corpses, both human and various kinds of zombie beasts.

But looking back, when she watched videos like this in the modern world, she never felt much. Yet now, after hearing the old nurse’s vivid and detailed account, a strange flush rose to her cheeks.

Suddenly standing up, she drew the Shura Sword and launched an attack on Ling Xiaotian. Zhong Qing’s sword strikes were erratic and unpredictable, making it difficult for Ling Xiaotian to defend effectively.

Not long after, under Yuan Shikai’s secret plotting, he led the first and second armies into the capital, directly adopting a stance to force the court. Eventually, the late Qing government issued an edict for the Qing emperor to abdicate, and Duan Qirui orchestrated the first republic.

Bulorqi shot Zhang Jun a fierce glare and made a throat-slitting gesture toward him. Without a word, he ignored that the slaves had yet to arrive and quickly joined the main force of the Huoshai.

Or rather, even if future descendants were barred from serving in the court, it was better than losing their lives like this.

“Boss, Sharkbao Hua will never retreat. Wherever you die, I will die there too. No matter what demons or monsters come. You came back alive, didn’t you? If not once, then twice, if twice won’t do, three times. I just don’t believe this good world can be overturned by him.”

“Is this… could it be the rumored magic? Why is the fireball so terrifying!” Jiatu murmured, staring at the distant sea of flames, his heart shaken beyond measure.

After speaking, Fang Xing deliberately put on a displeased expression before calmly pulling out the golden, gleaming phone bug and dialing.