Chapter Twenty-Six: The Girl in Red
Lin Yong glanced at Zhang Xiaorui in surprise. "Master Zhang, is there anything else you need to tell me?"
Zhang Xiaorui casually pulled a talisman from her canvas bag and handed it to him. "This is a safety charm. Carry it with you to ensure your protection."
Lin Yong smiled as he accepted the talisman. "Thank you, Master."
As a policeman, he did not believe in ghosts or spirits, but today's events forced him to reconsider. There was indeed something supernatural in this world.
The commotion finally drew the attention of the ambush team long stationed near Song River. Qian Ye and Shaohua were securely confined within a safe perimeter.
Shaohua’s arrival undoubtedly brought a sigh of relief to Chi Qing; at least he no longer had to shuttle back and forth between the prince and princess every day.
She paused for a moment, then a slight, malicious smile curled at the corners of her lips, her eyes glinting with a sharp gleam.
After replying to the message, Jiang Yu shook her phone lightly in her hand and looked toward Huo Ziqi.
Mu Shanwu glanced curiously as Zhong Xingyue entered from outside. Hadn’t she said she was returning to her sect? She had only been gone for a few days, yet she was back again. This was unlike Zhong Xingyue’s usual demeanor.
It was a black cord. Zhong Xingyue couldn’t discern the material, but holding it felt like it was a magical artifact.
At that time, he had guarded it tightly, unwilling to let her see it. Yet when she took it, she had glanced at it and instantly recognized the clothes. The designs on those garments were all her own creations; she could tell at a glance which colors matched which styles.
If no one sent it, then so be it. She could endure humiliation and hardship. Once her foot injury healed, she would return to Mount Wunan alone. Though she did not know the way, she had eyes, a nose, and a mouth. The path lay at her lips; she would ask her way all along. She refused to believe she couldn’t make it back on her own.
Newborns, as they recalled, cried incessantly—only stopping when cradled by their mothers, sucking on bottles, or drifting off to sleep.
After Mu Tong’s incident, Ming Ronghao returned. The first task Mu Ling assigned him was to develop signal flares. Due to the urgency, Ming Ronghao managed to make only two or three, which Mu Ling then took.
In fact, when Zuo Feng heard the previous transmission from Huan Kong, he already suspected his own overthinking. Now, after hearing Huan Kong’s introduction, he was fully reassured. It proved that he had indeed misunderstood; the Banmen’s Mustard Seed World and the Spatial Continent had no absolute connection.
It turned out Hu Xunyi was searching for the tomb of a Rouran princess, whose location was marked on the map provided by Chuchu. The general area was confirmed, but the exact spot still required further investigation.
The imperial city’s inner district was precious land where every inch counted. All the taverns and teahouses there had deep connections; without them, survival was impossible. The outer district, a later expansion, was larger and more chaotic, its order far worse than the inner city.
Even ordinary people could see its position, closing in at an incomprehensible speed. Though the target moved steadily closer, it gave the impression as if that “sun” were using a series of teleportation arrays, beaming itself all the way here.
Both understood this clearly, but neither spoke of it. Even Fang Jue knew how inflated the price was—after all, in Western Hunan...
The Great Sun Rainbow Light Escape was a primordial-level teleportation technique, renowned alongside the Five Elements Escape and Shrinking Earth to Inches, passed down through the ages.
Lu Fan took a bow stance, letting her step onto his thigh, then held her waist to lift her upwards.
But once the opponent resisted the spatial blade and had a plan targeting him, the spatial blade lost its significance. He could immediately dissolve the spatial blade into spatial rules’ power and combine it with other rules’ forces.