Chapter 811: The Alien Race and the Holy Race (2)

Xiao Ning dismounted under everyone's gaze, and the dozen or so lords behind her also dismounted.

Xiao Ning walked toward Xiao Xiao Qiao.

She took off her helmet and laughed, "Why is everyone so nervous? I just came home to have a look. Uncle, is everything all right at home?"

Xiao Xiao Qiao let out a breath of relief: "Home is fine, but you… what's going on here?"

Xiao Ning sighed: "It's a long story. Let's talk when we get home. Why has everyone come to the village entrance? Waiting for someone?"

The Xiao family members crowded around.

"Xiao Ning? It's really Xiao Ning."

"Xiao Ning, I missed you so much."

"That's wonderful, it's wonderful that you could come back alive."

"Not only came back alive — look at her, she's actually brought the alien race with her now. Truly remarkable."

"That's right, Xiao Ning. Who would have thought you'd finally made it through."

"That's wonderful, now the Xiao family has hope too."

"Right, with the alien race backing us, those rebels won't dare come again."

"Sister Ning, can I have a look at your armor?"

"Little Ning, hurry and tell us — how was life for you in the Central District?"

Xiao Ning seemed to have become a star.

She walked toward the Xiao family home inside the village, the center of all attention.

People from the other families watched them in silence, but naturally, everyone began to whisper among themselves.

After all, such a thing was rare.

The crowd chatted as they walked, gradually dispersing.

Zhao Chi had no interest in minding her business.

As long as it wasn't the alien race coming to invade, he didn't want to fight them either.

Since there was nothing going on, Zhao Chi headed straight home.

Su Qin caught up.

"Zhao Chi, Zhao Chi, slow down a bit."