The female master reported to the palace master, the master is favored by the road

The sky in H City is particularly dark today.

Ho, ho, ho…

On the lifeless land, densely packed zombies walked and crawled towards the cool and beautiful woman in a black windbreaker in the center.

Not far from her, stood a strong man.

Looking at the zombie king opposite him who looks almost the same as a normal person.

Linglong did not look flustered at all, and her right fingertips rubbed the silver ring on her left index finger.

As a large number of zombies approached, the surrounding noise disappeared.

All that's left is the sound of my own heartbeat and...

drop by drop...

His calm eyes glanced at the ion bomb that was glowing red.

The corners of his bloody lips raised up in a relief arc.

The calm eyes slowly closed.

The supernatural powers in the body are running, and the countdown for self-destruction along with the bomb has begun.

Finally... no need to be tired anymore.

Grandpa, Linglong misses you so much and can finally come to see you!

boom……

The light waves spread out with Linglong as the center.

All the zombies within a hundred miles, including the zombie king, were turned into ashes in an instant!

buzzing...

The surroundings had become quiet, but then the sound of an airplane propeller could be heard.

After a moment, the buzzing sound disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, sounds of wailing and crying resounded throughout the world.

Ah... Commander, please don't...!!

Come back...!!

However, Chief Mu Linglong, who was blown to ashes, could neither hear nor see all this.

At this moment, she was floating in a dark sea full of stars with her translucent soul.

Suddenly, a silver belt flashed out from the depths of the dark sea and rushed straight towards Mu Linglong's soul.

Just when the silver belt was about to approach the soul, it suddenly exploded.

Silver flowers appeared and disappeared above the dark sea, along with Mu Linglong's soul.

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In June in Nanling, the warm wind is scorching.

A small village located in Banshan Town is extremely lively.

"Ang'er, please take care of the aftermath!" A hoarse voice sounded, neither hurried nor slow.

Wow...a burst of noise was heard.

"You guys think, is this Zi'an a nemesis?"

"That's right, that's right. Before Zi'an came, the Wang family and Granny were fine."

"Ah, the Wang family's grandmother and grandmother are pitiful people. They fled from the famine with nothing, and Ling Jie'er is a medicine jar, so they live on the little money that grandmother Wang earns from collecting herbs. Now they have bought a nemesis, and now they are both killed by the nemesis."

"You are talking nonsense, Sister Linglong is not dead, she is just too weak." Amid the noise, the soft and nasal voice stood out.

"Bah, shut up, Nemesis. Sister Ling is hanging on by a thread. It's only a matter of time."

Mu Linglong, who had just absorbed the original owner's memories, was given a headache by the noise.

Mu Linglong, unable to bear it any longer, yelled angrily, "Shut up."

The cold and murderous aura that comes from walking among mountains of corpses and seas of blood for years can't help but leak out.

The courtyard was silent for a moment.

Zi'an, who was blocking the door, was the first to come to his senses. He turned around and stumbled to the bed.

Regardless of the difference between men and women, he grasped the woman's thin hand and called out, "Sister Linglong, you are finally awake!?"

Linglong, whose hand was held by someone, opened her eyes quickly, and the chill in her eyes was bone-chilling and terrifying!

Zian was startled by such a look.

He let go of the woman with a trembling heart and took a step back.

"I'm sorry, Sister Linglong, I overstepped my boundaries."

Hearing the familiar voice, Linglong closed her eyes and opened them again, her eyes were calm.

The aura around him also disappeared when he opened his eyes. It was as if everything that had just happened had never happened before.

Linglong ignored the thin boy beside her, supported herself on the mattress with both hands, used the force to sit up and lean against the head of the bed.

The seemingly simple action still made Linglong frown uncomfortably.

It was really her frail body from being bedridden for so many years that the simple action of standing up almost made her faint on the spot.

At this time, the barefoot doctor who had just stepped out of the house also reacted.

He grabbed his cloth bag and rushed into the house. When he got close to Linglong, he reached out to feel her pulse.

However, before his hand got close to Linglong, she cleverly avoided it.

Linglong lowered her eyes, straightened her wrinkled ivory-white sleeves, raised her eyes and looked at the person who came.

The tall woman with a simple bun stood there stiffly, as if trying to feel his pulse.

A cold and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the quiet thatched cottage: "Thank you, Doctor Lu, for treating Linglong. Linglong is much better now. Thank you for your concern."

Lu Shuang was brought back to his senses by Linglong's voice. He was originally a little annoyed, but after hearing Linglong's words, his expression became much better.

There was less blame in his eyes when he looked at Linglong: "Then Sister Ling, have a good rest. I'm leaving first."

Linglong reached out from under the pillow and took out a purse, counted out 20 coins and handed them to Lu Shuang: "This is the consultation fee, thank you for your help!"

After a few words and actions, Linglong felt that she had used up all her strength.

In this regard, Linglong could only close her eyes helplessly, leaning against the headboard behind her to rest.

Lu Shuang took the copper coin, looked at Linglong's appearance, and shook his head: "Sister Ling, the villager Lu Po at the door called them away, you should have a good rest."

Linglong nodded when she heard that, raised her eyes to look at Lu Shuang and said calmly: "Thank you first, Doctor Lu. When Linglong feels better, I will come to thank you."

Looking at the gentle and refined Linglong, Lu Shuang sighed softly.

As he turned around, he muttered, "What a pity!"

Not long after Lu Shuang went out, there was a loud noise outside.

When everything calmed down, Linglong looked at the boy standing in the corner.

The boy was about 160cm tall, with waist-length yellow hair tied simply behind his head. His sallow face could not hide his delicate features.

Linglong was stunned for a moment when she met the boy's penetrating brown eyes.

How long has it been since I saw such clean eyes?

Even though Linglong restrained her aura, Zian still found it difficult to withstand such a direct scrutiny.

Just as he was about to bend his knees, a cold voice came into his ears: "Stand up straight, have you forgotten that grandma told you not to kneel?"

When Zi'an heard this, his movements froze, and an unknown look flashed across his lowered eyes.

The voice was gentle: "I remember, but Zi'an overstepped his bounds."

Seeing this, Linglong was too lazy to waste time talking to him and said, "Nothing, go out, I want to be alone for a while."

"Yes." The boy's tone was soft and respectful.

However, the moment he turned around, all the emotions on Zi'an's face disappeared.

Linglong has changed! This thought has been lingering in my mind.

What is the reason that can make a person who has been bedridden for many years have such a strong momentum?

Looking at the young man's thin back, Linglong Yu's eyebrows unconsciously frowned.

This person is not as harmless as he looks.

Putting all this aside, Linglong closed her eyes and sorted out the memories in her mind.

It’s ridiculous to think that she, the head of the apocalyptic base in Country H, actually traveled through time because of her own self-destruction.

What she didn't expect was that she actually traveled to the kind of fictional novel that her teammates often read.

It is still that kind of imaginary dynasty where women are superior to men.

The fact that women are in power does not make sense to her. In her eyes, the strong are respected, regardless of gender.