This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"Look, it's coming."

Mingjue took out a golden bowl from his sleeve, which was engraved with scriptures and continuously emitted golden light. He put one hand behind his back and looked up at the sky. The black eagle perched on Nalan's arm also looked up.

I saw a gray tint in the distant sky, spreading towards the imperial capital along the wind direction until it covered half of the sky. It was then that I could see that it was actually gray-black clouds. The heavy, sky-blocking clouds seemed to be a whole, covering the imperial capital like a quilt, making it hard for people to breathe.

Nalan narrowed his eyes and whispered, "The blocky clouds should have good qualities, but without the accompaniment of thunderstorms, I'm afraid they are still small."

"I don't think they dare to attract an adult species," Mingjue said, "With Daxuan's strength, it will probably take a lot of effort to catch it."

The brother and sister stood on a mountain top outside Beijing, looking at the strong wind and oppressive clouds, silently pondering the timing of their action.

Several forces in the imperial capital also began to get restless, hiding in the dark and waiting for the Great Xuan Dynasty to take the first action.

Everyone is well aware of the law of the dark jungle. As the saying goes, "I won't move until the enemy moves." No one wants to be the first one to be beaten, but as long as one person takes action, no one will lose a bit.

After a while, dark clouds completely covered the imperial capital, and the originally bright morning turned into a gloomy evening.

The wind and rain blew on passers-by's faces, telling everyone that a storm would be coming soon.

And in the very high and distant clouds, a black shadow appeared faintly, flying up and down. The wind was its breath, and the clouds were its home. Its golden pupils were reflecting the vermilion palace walls in the center of the imperial capital!

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Time goes back to an hour ago.

After staying in Shao Shuang'er's bedroom for a night, An Ling followed the Queen's footsteps and walked in this complex palace.

Originally, she felt a little guilty. After all, she was a suspicious person who sneaked in. What would she do if she was interrogated? However, she did not expect that no one was suspicious about Shao Shuang'er bringing her along along the way. This made An Ling very puzzled.

Shao Shuang'er turned around and smiled gently at An Ling, saying, "We're almost there."

An Ling always speaks her mind. She asked directly, "Why didn't they react at all when they saw me?"

"So that's why," Shao Shuang'er said with a smile, "Of course it's because you're mine. Here, no one can represent authority better than me."

An Ling's heart skipped a beat. Has Senior Sister's power reached this point? "No one can represent authority more than her." Then, what about the emperor?

The two didn't speak again. After An Ling followed Shao Shuang'er into a palace with full of doubts, everything became clear.

Shao Shuang'er pushed the door open and walked in. The palace maids seemed to be used to it and continued to do their own things with their eyes lowered - wiping the man's face and changing his clothes, while the man stood still like a puppet, allowing them to do whatever they wanted. In An Ling's mind's perspective, there were a few almost completely transparent silk threads floating faintly above the man's head. If An Ling hadn't seen them before, she would not have been able to see them.

An Ling was shocked to discover that this man was Lu Xiuhong whom she had met in Xuankong Temple!

Shao Shuang'er was still as gentle as ever, she smiled at An Ling and said, "Come in quickly."

"Yeah." An Ling didn't know what Shao Shuang'er had done, but she still chose to believe Shao Shuang'er.

Seeing that An Ling was not frightened by her, Shao Shuang'er's eyes were slightly moist. She pointed at Lu Xiuhong and said to An Ling: "Xiao Ling, this is the current emperor, Lu Xiuhong, you can do whatever you want."

Compared to Asura's so-called mission, An Ling wanted to know what happened between the two of them, so An Ling asked: "Senior Sister, why did this happen?"

"I'm sorry I can't tell you the details," Shao Shuang'er said, "but I can control him to do anything. With his help, I control the entire Daxuan."

An Ling was really shocked this time. She saw Shao Shuang'er's fingertips twitching a few times. Lu Xiuhong, who had been standing there blankly, immediately came to life. Like a complete living person, he slowly walked in front of An Ling, bowed respectfully to her, and said, "Even if you want to take him away, you can."

An Ling took a step back and asked, "Senior Sister, who taught you this spell?"

Shao Shuang'er smiled bitterly and shook her head, "Don't ask, you know it."

An Ling covered her forehead sadly and nodded in response: "I should have known, I should have known it a long time ago, so am I here because it calculated it?"

"Xiao Ling, you are the safest in this world," Shao Shuang'er said with a hint of meaning, "You are very important. No matter what the reason is, I will protect you."

Before An Ling could answer, Shao Shuang'er looked at the sky which was gradually getting darker and said faintly, "Xiao Ling, look, it's going to rain."

"So what?" An Ling asked.

Shao Shuang'er looked at An Ling who had already drawn the Shattered Stars, smiled soothingly, and said, "Why don't you take shelter from the rain here?"

An Ling pointed the sword at Shao Shuang'er's throat and said coldly: "If possible, I don't want to draw the sword against you, so can you please tell me, what do you want to do with me after all the hard work you put in this trap?"

Shao Shuang'er lowered her eyes and said to An Ling: "If killing me can make you happy, then kill me. I owe you too much."

"Don't change the subject."

Shao Shuang'er was about to say something, but she seemed to have heard someone's order and closed her mouth again. She said with a sense of relief: "It's coming."

An Ling's pupils shrank slightly, and she chopped down the ground with her sword, but was blocked by a strand of white hair that came out from the cracks in the bricks. The hair was as big as a human and was still squirming like a living thing. The hair looked fragile, but it felt like steel wire when she chopped it down. It moved downward along the force of An Ling's sword, and did not confront An Ling head-on. Instead, it used the force to dissipate the force, and turned An Ling's sword force to the earth. The entire palace was unscathed.

The hair twisted and grew upwards, and soon formed a humanoid object made up of countless white hairs. It stood up, bowed to An Ling, and said, "Hello."

An Ling was furious and activated the Tianpin sword intent. As soon as they met, she attacked with the most powerful "Youxianyi" among the "East China Sea Youxian Sword". The sword light was as vast as the sea, covering the entire palace; the sword force was as majestic as the waves, and the momentum was unstoppable; the sword body was as dazzling as light, and it did not seem like something from the mortal world.

Even though he was an old man with white hair, he did not dare to face An Ling's sword. He hurriedly pulled Shao Shuang'er and Lu Xiuhong and quickly drilled deep into the ground, barely avoiding An Ling's shocking sword.

It was a gust of wind, it was a broken hair.

The entire palace was completely shattered, along with the palace maids, bricks, tiles, soil, and several surrounding palaces, corridors, gardens... all turned into dust.

In an instant, An Ling slashed out countless swords at the same time, and the raging waves swept in from the East China Sea, destroying everything in front of it with a force that no mortal could resist.

Such a powerful attack naturally attracted countless imperial guards, as well as the two officials of Bu Tian Kan Di who acted as the Great Xuan Zhongliang to resist. However, An Ling did not react at all. Instead, she looked up at the sky with her sword in hand, letting the silk-like raindrops fall on her face.

The crowd, holding all kinds of weapons and magic tools, surrounded An Ling. Looking from inside, the tall soldiers and monks made it almost impossible for An Ling to see the sky.

But she still looked up without any movement.

"Who is acting so arrogantly here?"

An Ling moved her arm slightly, scaring everyone so much that they all took several steps back.

She just pointed to the sky and said with a sad smile: "Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger. Look, the clouds are coming, and the dragon is coming too."

The long shadow appeared above the black clouds, floating among the clouds accompanied by the faint sound of wind and thunder.

Anyone with good eyesight could tell at a glance that this was a young dragon, and it was right above the palace, right above their heads!