Chapter 193

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

The Astral Express slowly entered the Luofu Tianshu Division's passage.

Unlike the regular passenger passage, the train was currently traveling through the freight passage.

Various supplies were piled on both sides of the passage; it was empty and desolate, exuding a hint of oppression.

"Miss Xing, aren't you afraid of me?"

Xuan Ge sat on the train seat, turning his head to look at Xing beside him, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

This little girl had been secretly sizing him up from beginning to end, her eyes full of curiosity, without a shred of fear.

"Not afraid. I feel like I've seen you several times."

Xing extended her index finger, lightly scratching her cheek, her gaze still sweeping back and forth across Xuan Ge's face.

That direct gaze was like she was examining a novel object, with no avoidance whatsoever.

"Xing~" March 7th hurriedly reached out, grabbing Xing's shoulder and gently pulling her over to herself and Ji Zi.

She couldn't explain why herself; deep down there was an impulse to get close to Xuan Ge, but even more so a deep timidity.

She feared Xuan Ge, feared that crazy scene in the dream.

Xuan Ge glanced at March 7th, looking at her shrinking, foolishly timid appearance, and complained helplessly in his heart.

Chang Ye Yue, this girl, really didn't leave a bit of her own personality for March 7th.

How did she shape herself into the image of a villain, making March 7th fear her so much.

"General Shenwei, let's go."

Ji Zi stepped forward, opened the train cabin door, her tone flat, her expression still carrying a hint of vigilance.

"Not bringing this little rabbit along?"

Xuan Ge's gaze fell on the sofa armrest, looking at Pam shrinking there, trying hard to hide her small figure, and couldn't help but laugh.

Pam's ears pressed tightly against her head, her small body curled into a ball.

Ji Zi explained softly: "The Conductor cannot get off the train; she must stay on board to stand guard."

"Truly interesting. Trailblaze, trailblaze, yet even the Conductor isn't allowed to get off."

Xuan Ge gave Pam a deep look, a trace of playfulness flashing in his eyes, then immediately strode forward, walking out of the train.

Ji Zi and Welt looked at each other, both seeing a trace of helplessness in the other's eyes.

The two said nothing more, silently following behind Xuan Ge, protecting March 7th, Xing, and Dan Heng, the three little ones, behind them at all times.

Just as they walked out of the freight passage, Xuan Ge's gaze swept across the surroundings.

Only to see the open space outside the passage scattered with quite a few Cloud Knight corpses, and some soldiers with blood-red eyes, fallen into Mo Yin, roaring madly.

His tone flat, he spoke slowly: "Looks like the Luofu is too busy with internal affairs to take care of itself; no wonder Jing Yuan hemmed and hawed just to open a door."

"A medicinal scent lingers in the air."

Dan Heng frowned slightly, his nose twitching, perceiving an extremely faint medicine fragrance permeating the air.

That medicine fragrance was very faint; if one didn't distinguish carefully, it was almost impossible to detect.

Dan Heng turned his head to look at Xuan Ge, his lips moving, wanting to speak and ask.

But when he saw Xuan Ge's expression calm as water, without the slightest ripple, the words that reached his mouth were swallowed back down.

He couldn't be sure if all this was Xuan Ge's plan, and didn't dare ask rashly.

Right at this moment, Xuan Ge's brows raised slightly, perceiving a familiar aura.

It was Huan Long's aura, calling to him from not far away.

He side-glanced at the Astral Express group behind him, tone casual: "You Express crew wander on your own; no need to follow me."

The moment his words fell, Xuan Ge's figure instantly vanished from the spot, leaving only a faint afterimage.

"Let's go see General Jing Yuan first."

Ji Zi immediately took over command, saying to everyone with a firm tone.

Once Xuan Ge left, that condescending, suffocating sense of pressure suddenly vanished.

Ji Zi and Welt both exhaled in relief simultaneously, shoulders relaxing slightly, their taut nerves finally easing.

March 7th also quietly raised her head, the fear in her eyes dissipating a bit, yet she still didn't dare look around.

At the Luofu Xingcha Hai Hub, inside an elegant tea house, tea fragrance curled.

Ting Yun currently controlled her own body, sitting by the window, her tail swaying lightly from time to time.

She spoke softly to the inside of her own body, tone carrying a hint of nervousness: "Huan Long, Huan Long~ General Shenwei is coming, why aren't you coming out?"

"What's the rush?"

Huan Long's voice rang out inside Ting Yun's body, carrying a hint of teasing: "Gave you a little sweetness, and you're still not happy?"

Ting Yun's tail swayed even more violently, ears drooping slightly, tone growing even more nervous.

"But I've never seen the Emperor; what do I do? How do I open my mouth?"

"Prostrate and call him subject, or take the initiative to greet him?"

Deep down, Ting Yun didn't actually reject Xuan Ge becoming the Xianzhou Emperor.

In her view, this wasn't a big deal at all — after all, General Shenwei's achievements cover the Xianzhou; with him as Emperor, it would instead make the Xianzhou better, more peaceful.

Not only Ting Yun thought this way; actually many Xianzhou people, whether the Mingren clan or the Huawai civilians who chose to settle on the Xianzhou, hearing the news of Xuan Ge becoming Emperor, had attitudes much the same.

From his debut to now, General Shenwei's battle achievements are verifiable; every single one is enough to be recorded in the Xianzhou annals:

Xuan Ge once led only a hundred men, sweeping through Hu Lei's rear and making his name in a single battle;

He personally led his private army, blasting apart the invading Yao stars at Yu Que;

Xuan Ge without his Marshal title fought Shuai to the death, nearly being exhausted to death;

Over several hundred years, he even kicked Abundance abominations like dogs, protecting the Xian Zhou borders without worry;

In the Third Abundance War, he directly shattered the Abominations' spine, ending the chaos;

He personally killed the Abundance Marshal Yu Huang, shocking the Huan Yu;

Forcing the Antimatter Legion to not cross the battle line, not daring to advance easily;

Even forcibly taking the extinct Monarchs Xing Xiao and Huan Long as concubines;

And two geniuses voluntarily remained on the Shen Wu Xian Zhou to assist him;

Yao Qing, General Fei Xiao, is his personal disciple;

Yao Guang General is even his wife.

The Xian Zhou's people: Divine Might as Emperor! We have no objections!

"These days, you've been very sensible."

Huan Long's voice rang out again, her tone carrying a hint of praise: "I'll give you a chance, perform well."

"What chance~?" Ting Yun's voice grew smaller and smaller, her cheeks gradually flushing with a faint blush, even her fox ears tinted pink.

She secretly muttered in her heart: It really was an accident that she saw Huan Long and General Shen Wei's intimate scene, really not intentional.

Just as Ting Yun fell into wild thoughts, even starting to imagine various meeting poses, a deep and magnetic voice reached her fox ears.

"Is it Ting Yun?"

Ting Yun looked up, her gaze landing on the seat opposite in the tea house.

She saw a man dressed in a black-gold Dragon Robe sitting there, looking at her with gentle eyes.

Her mind heated up, without any thought, she blurted out: "Emperor, I can."

Xuan Ge: "????"

He slightly raised his brow, face full of shock, eyes full of question marks.

This little fox, how can she say "I can" at first meeting? He hasn't even said what he wants to do.

Huan Long inside Ting Yun's body helplessly pressed her forehead and sighed, looks like Ting Yun was overstimulated by her, her brain a mess.

"What 'you can'?" Xuan Ge picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a cup of tea, his tone carrying a hint of confusion.

He could clearly perceive that Huan Long was inside Ting Yun's body.

But in his eyes, Ting Yun had not been possessed; she was still herself, just with an extra Huan Long inside her body.

"N... no... wait... I..."

Ting Yun realized, her cheeks instantly flaming red, heat rising from the top of her head.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say, the more she explained the more panicked, wishing she could find a crack to crawl into.

What did she just say! Too embarrassing!

"Huan Long."

"Hehe~ Emperor, how is it?" Huan Long instantly took control of Ting Yun's body, tone seductive, eyes alluring.

She slowly stood up, walked to Xuan Ge's side, lightly nestled against his shoulder: "Ting Yun's looks were strictly selected by me, didn't disappoint the Emperor, right?"

In her own consciousness, Ting Yun let out a long breath of relief.

Good thing, Huan Long took over in time, otherwise she really would have died of embarrassment.

"Eh..." Xuan Ge's tea-drinking motion paused, he turned his head to look at the Huan Long-controlled Ting Yun.

That seductive shy expression, paired with Ting Yun's delicate face, was indeed alluring enough.

But Xuan Ge was not the kind of Emperor who would indulge in lust and die on a woman's belly.

He put down the teacup, his tone returning to calm, asking lightly: "The Luo Fu matter, who did it?"

"Chi Ming Zu Di's Long Tao Ran."

Huan Long reached out, lightly stroking Xuan Ge's Dragon Robe, fingers slowly probing inside, tone soft and seductive:

"Hehe~ Tao Ran probably hates you to death now, right? Ruined his good thing."

"That old thing Tao Ran should've hated me long ago." Xuan Ge's mouth hooked into a cold smile.

If not for Dan Feng desperately stopping him before entering prison back then, he would have long since killed his way into the Chi Ming Zu Di and slaughtered that old bastard.

Huan Long's hand still caressed Xuan Ge's Dragon Robe, tone growing even more seductive:

"Hehe~ Isn't it for the Chi Ming people's population? Has the Emperor become this heartless now?"

"Don't touch, don't touch~" Ting Yun in her consciousness anxiously stamped her feet, cheeks red to the point of bleeding.

She and Huan Long shared strong empathy; every move Huan Long made, she could clearly feel.

And Huan Long kept forcing her to watch, that feeling, too stimulating, also too shameful.

She's just a little fox, how could she withstand this kind of stimulation.

Xuan Ge didn't mind Huan Long's presumptuousness, not the first time she touched him like this.

His gaze fell on Ting Yun's constantly swaying fox tail, mouth hooking into a teasing smile.

"Ting Yun, you touching like this, what about Yu Kong?"

He lightly glanced at that swaying tail; if Huan Long controlled the body, she would absolutely not sway the tail like this.

Huan Long isn't a fox, only Ting Yun would subconsciously use her tail to express her emotions.

"Em... Emperor..." Ting Yun's motion of stroking Xuan Ge violently froze.

She lifted her head, looking at Xuan Ge with a pitiful gaze, tail swaying much slower.

Xuan Ge reached out, lightly rubbed Ting Yun's fox ears, movement gentle.

Her soft fox ears were touched, and Ting Yun couldn't help but tremble all over; her tail began shaking uncontrollably again, her gaze growing even more shy and bashful.

Xuan Ge looked at her shy and bashful appearance, and the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened further.

"King Zhou was right."

Ting Yun froze for a moment, not understanding the meaning of Xuan Ge's words.