Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"Witch, prepare to die!" Yuan Tong marveled at Meng Zhiling's speed but was also furious. He had thought it was just a small mission, but he had lost his two beloved disciples. He simply could not tolerate such hatred.

With a turn, he found that although he was only one level higher than Meng Zhiling, the difference was indeed huge.

Before Meng Zhiling had fully recovered her strength, she could only take Yuan Tong's palm strike head-on, spitting out a mouthful of blood and being thrown two feet away.

However, Yuan Tong was also bounced away because of the protective barrier that Meng Zhiling had already formed around herself, but she did not suffer any external or internal injuries.

While Meng Zhiling was struggling to stand, Yuan Tong had already launched a new round of attacks. This time, he was determined to cut the woman in front of him into pieces.

The disciples of the Amitabha Sect each have their own strengths, but they all have one thing in common, which is that they prioritize cultivating their inner strength. If they encounter a powerful and difficult opponent, they will generally choose to suppress the opponent with their inner strength, leaving them unable to fight back.

Before his men got close to Meng Zhiling, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed again. Before either of them could react, it turned into a bustling scene. Meng Zhiling breathed a sigh of relief. After all, in Yuan Tong's illusion, her strength could not be fully exerted, so she had adopted a fighting style that exchanged speed for strength. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for her to defeat any of them on her own.

"Zhi Ling, are you okay?" When Meng Zhi Ling heard a man's voice, Yuan Tong suddenly disappeared from her sight, leaving only the bodies of his two apprentices lying on the ground, which caused passers-by to scream. After all, the deaths of both of them were not so elegant.

Meng Zhiling saw the figure opposite her getting closer and closer. She could clearly see the other person's figure at the beginning, but when it came in front of her, it became blurry and then her body fell into a thick embrace.

"Pack up!" Yuan Yongkai picked up Meng Zhiling and told the madman to drive Meng Zhiling's car. He then got into the car he had come in with the others.

In a building called Yindong in the city center, the first thing you see astounding is the high technology, the layers of identity verification checkpoints, and the weird design concept that doesn't match the building outside, making you wonder if you have traveled through time.

However, only a few people can enter this building, and these people will not have such an "illusion".

"Boss, will it really be okay if we bring her back like this? What if the higher-ups find out..." Li Nian, the only woman who had always been following Yuan Yongkai, frowned, seeming a little unhappy and sad.

"Okay, so what if the higher-ups know about it? I'll take responsibility for whatever happens. You guys know nothing!" Yuan Yongkai looked at the pale-faced Meng Zhiling anxiously, and never looked at Li Nian from beginning to end.

Li Nian pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

After all, she had no right to blame her boss for any decision he made.

Seeing that Li Nian was completely disappointed, the others also dispersed. It seemed that the boss was serious this time. They were happy for the boss, but also worried about him.

After everyone had left, Yuan Yongkai slowly helped Meng Zhiling up, placed his palm lightly on her back, and injected a warm energy into her body. Soon, Meng Zhiling's face slowly regained its color. Although her body was still weak, her eyes slowly opened.

The strangeness she saw made her alert for a moment, but the internal energy in her body was being mobilized by the person behind her to heal her wounds, so she let down her guard.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." Yuan Yongkai spoke slowly, then reluctantly pulled his hand away.

"It was you who saved me?" Meng Zhiling turned around and looked at Yuan Yongkai, whose face was a little pale, and a strange feeling of emotion surged in her heart.

"It's just a small matter, not as serious as saving you." Yuan Yongkai stood up casually, hiding his physical weakness.

"Where is this?" Meng Zhiling looked around. She once lived in such an intelligent place, but she thought that she might never go back there in her life, and if she did, she would only go back to take the heads of those people.

"This is the Congress Bureau." Yuan Yongkai handed over a cup of hot water. He was a rather reserved person, and every gesture he made made people feel infinite warmth. Standing in the crowd, no one could see how outstanding he was, but the longer they got along, the more they discovered his infinite charm.

"Thank you for saving me again. I think this is not the place I should be. I'll take my leave now. You can say thank you next time when you have time." Meng Zhiling put down the water cup and stood up. The reason why she didn't want to have anything to do with the country was not because she didn't want to serve the motherland, but because of what she had to do, maybe one day she would stand on the opposite side of Yuan Yongkai, and she didn't want both of them to be caught in a dilemma.

"Zhi Ling?" Yuan Yongkai grabbed Meng Zhi Ling's wrist with a bit of disappointment, his eyes indifferent and empty. He didn't want to force her, but at the same time, the higher-ups had been paying attention to her for a long time, and he had always been helping her. If he failed to invite her successfully this time, he didn't dare to imagine what extreme measures the higher-ups would take.

After all, from the perspective of a country, a powerful existence, since it is not one of its own, will inevitably become its enemy one day. The higher-ups will not sit idly by and watch this potential threat, regardless of whether it exists or not. When necessary, they will take measures such as rather killing thousands of people by mistake than letting one go.

"Mr. Yuan, I know what you mean and understand your difficulties. Let me go back and think about this matter carefully. We will meet at Chun Man Tang at this time tomorrow. I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer then."

Meng Zhiling smiled slightly. Although the smile still couldn't hide the weakness on her face, it was much better than her pale state just now.

She was not a fool. With just a little thought, she could guess what Yuan Yongkai was thinking. If they had not been paying attention to her, how could she have appeared so cleverly and timely today?

"Okay, see you later!" Yuan Yongkai let go reluctantly, but at the same time he was looking forward to meeting tomorrow.

It's not that I expect her to agree to my conditions, but I am simply looking forward to meeting her again tomorrow.

Whenever Meng Zhiling returned home, the person upstairs would always go to the wrong door. As soon as Meng Zhiling opened the door, she would fall into a strong embrace.

"Cough cough cough, Qiao Surong, let me go, what are you doing?" Meng Zhiling's body had not fully recovered yet, and she was holding him tightly like this, making it difficult for her to breathe, but she was still nostalgic for his unique and familiar smell.

Only when I really couldn't breathe did I hit his strong back hard.

"Haha, it's okay. I just missed you so much after not seeing you for a day." Qiao Surong was a little embarrassed, which was rare for him, and he rarely showed his honest side.

Meng Zhiling looked at him and her heart moved. How could she not be tempted by such a man, such a multifaceted man, such a favored child of heaven as rumored by the outside world, but a man who had no scruples in front of her? Thinking back on her past life, it turned out that now was her happiest time.

Without saying anything, she stood on tiptoe and slapped Qiao Surong on the face, then separated quickly like a dragonfly touching the water.

Seeing her blushing and snickering, Qiao Surong almost couldn't hold back his impulse, but thinking of what she had just experienced, he suppressed some thoughts, took her hand gently, and said lovingly: "Okay, wash your hands and eat, you are in for a treat tonight, your dearest brother Qiao will cook for you personally."

Meng Zhiling didn't know if it was because she had just consumed too much physical energy. After the meal, she suddenly felt refreshed. It seemed as if there was an endless supply of energy flowing through her body. She was full of strength and quietly felt the changes in her body. If conditions permitted, she really wanted to find someone to practice with. However, in this busy city, it was better to keep a low profile, otherwise she would attract people from the Congressional Bureau again, and Qiao Surong, the jealous guy, would be so angry.

Meng Zhiling was watching TV in the living room and heard Qiao Surong talking on the phone in the kitchen.

"Feng Chen, has the matter been handled?" Qiao Surong's face was dark. He knew without thinking that at this time, someone was bound to be in big trouble.

"Boss, everything has been taken care of. I guarantee you won't find even a single hair of his now. But honestly, where did Sister-in-law come from? A master who was about to become a heavenly-level superpower was injured so badly by her. Boss, it's a blessing that such a fierce woman was conquered by you. If she had become our enemy, the consequences would have been disastrous."

Feng Chen was more talkative, but Qiao Surong also listened to all his views and opinions patiently.

"I'm warning you, your sister-in-law is not old, and she's not fierce. She's very gentle to me, but she's just more capable. So you'd better be honest." Qiao Surong said proudly, feeling very happy that his woman was so outstanding.

"Boss, please, stop abusing dogs and learn to protect small animals, okay?" This time it was not Feng Chen's voice, but another man's voice coming from the other end of the phone. He had a mournful tone, and you could tell that this guy was either heartbroken or dumped by a woman.

Qiao Surong hung up the phone in a good mood, walked into the living room, picked up Meng Zhiling, who was curled up on the sofa, and held her in his arms. The warm feeling was like that of a father, but Meng Zhiling had never experienced it before.

Gently hanging an exquisite necklace around Meng Zhiling's neck, she looked at how well she and the necklace complemented each other, and nodded with satisfaction, "Well, not bad."

"Qiao Surong..." Meng Zhiling rolled her eyes at him helplessly, not wanting to complain about his skills in picking up girls.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Surong asked innocently, completely immersed in his own admiration.

"When giving a girl a gift, shouldn't you first ask her if she likes it?"

"Oh, I thought you would like it very much. After all, love for someone extends to love for everyone. Just like me, I like everything about you. I will also like unconditionally what you like. I will also spare no effort to support the dreams you pursue. I am crazy about every hair on your body..." Qiao Surong looked at Meng Zhiling affectionately, and these words that he was not good at originally came out unconsciously.