Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

Chapter 267 Apocalypse 32

Having escaped their predicament, the two boarded their flying swords and continued southward.

The fleeting scenery and the city's ruins no longer held any appeal for Qi Ruiguang; his only wish was for his beloved girl to return. Back to the castle, back to safety, sheltered under his wings from all harm. Even at the very end, he would use his own flesh and blood to build a final line of defense for her.

But after he tried to persuade her several times, his voice became hoarse, all he got in return were those calm, expressionless eyes staring straight ahead.

Such resilience is truly commendable...

Sigh, never mind. He finally fell silent, helplessly holding the person, letting the wind pass by.

You are like the wind I cannot grasp, so I can only drift away with the wind.

When the slightly warm skin pressed against her neck, Mu Lingxi heard these words.

"You live, I live; you die, I die." That's so Duan Jiufeng.

The language was light and airy; to the uninformed, it would simply be the sweet nothings exchanged between lovers in the heat of passion, something that would dissipate with the slightest pressure of time, offering no guarantee whatsoever. But Mu Lingxi heard in those light words a spell-like obsession and madness.

For a moment, she felt as if Duan Jiufeng had regained his memories. Her body trembled slightly, and when she looked over in surprise, she could only see his short black hair, the ends of which swayed in the wind.

The whorl of hair on the top of the head, the intense sunlight, the stark contrast between black and white—it all seems unreal.

I don't know how long I watched it? Maybe a few minutes, or maybe just a moment.

Mu Lingqi turned her head back and looked straight ahead.

There was no answer, no follow-up question. What does it matter whether it's yes or no, promise or denial?

She had already experienced Duan Jiufeng's stubbornness firsthand. He was the kind of person who would go down a dark path and not turn back until he hit a wall. Even if he did hit a wall, he would not turn back. He was extremely stubborn.

If it weren't for his stubbornness, Mu Lingxi wouldn't have agreed to be with him.

Qi Ruiguang finally calmed down; he had to, as he was feeling like he was sitting on a giant furnace. He hadn't noticed before because he was so focused on his girlfriend, but now his throat was parched, and his stomach was full of water, so much so that you could hear the water sloshing around with every sway.

Fortunately, it was relatively cool around Qingqing, so she didn't melt from the heat.

"It's so hot, have we somehow ended up in the Southern Hemisphere?" Qi Ruiguang said, moving closer to his wife. It was just too hot. Besides, openly embracing his wife was incredibly blissful.

"Not there yet, but it'll be soon."

"Judging from the terrain, we should have arrived at Seven Star Island." Under normal circumstances, Mu Lingxi is quite easy to get along with and will answer almost any question.

"Seven Star Island. I came here once when I was a child. I remember it wasn't this hot back then."

People tend to embellish their fondest memories.

At that time, his parents were still alive, and he was a carefree child, so of course he felt that everything in his childhood was good.

"Do you want to go and see?" Jinghong asked, descending swiftly. Perhaps it was because the lucky ones she encountered in every world had all suffered quite a bit, and coupled with Qi Ruiguang's orphaned nature and nostalgic tone, which suggested he had a story to tell, Mu Lingxi subconsciously made her choice.

Qi Ruiguang was still hesitating when the two of them were already standing on the land called Seven Star Island.

Qi Ruiguang let out a breath. "Alright? Since we're already here, it's good to relive some childhood memories."

The two of them stopped on the beach.

Perhaps the daytime sunlight was too intense, for there was not a single person in sight.

A few sun umbrellas are scattered on the beach, all alone, being blown by the sea breeze.

"I'll go over there and have a look."

There was a white house by the sea, the door was locked, and Mu Lingxi jumped in through the window.

Qi Ruiguang followed closely behind and jumped in together.

The main question is: Where is my girlfriend? Where am I?

The apartment had three bedrooms and a living room, and each room was very clean. I walked around and found no one inside. There was a thin layer of dust on the table, indicating it hadn't been lived in for over a week.

"There are signs of accommodation here, indicating that they left briefly and never returned."

"There are quite a few people here, and the trash cans outside are full of empty bottles. Hmm, could they have planned to lure people here, and then... wait, the house is quite clean, like... it was deliberately cleaned. Yes, it was deliberately cleaned."

"This place is a bit strange," Qi Ruiguang concluded after analyzing the situation.

It's no wonder Qi Ruiguang thought that way; the colorful ribbons and dried roses in the yard were all there. With such obvious hints, coupled with what he'd seen and heard along the way, anyone would naturally think in that direction.

It's a fact that the person is gone.

"Or perhaps they've all gone home. After all, this is private property, isn't it?"

Even Qi Ruiguang himself didn't believe what he said.

"Mmm," Mu Lingxi responded softly.

"Ah, ah? No way! I was just saying. It's so dangerous here, how could everyone be going home? They must have encountered danger. We must be careful..."

Qi Ruiguang recounted various dubious conjectures to prove that this place was extremely dangerous and that we must not let our guard down, because then it would truly be dangerous.

Qi Ruiguang stopped talking as he was speaking.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Qi Ruiguang raised his hand to touch his face, even though he knew there was nothing there. He had just washed his face in the bathroom and looked in the mirror not long ago, so he knew very well whether there was anything on his face or not.

"I was thinking... nothing." Mu Lingxi suddenly realized a huge loophole: everyone else was in trouble, even she herself was affected. Qi Ruiguang, on the other hand, was completely unharmed, as normal as could be.

This is very problematic.

Could he be the chosen one?

Despite its pitiful background, it remained unaffected by the virus and gradually grew stronger.

The more I think about it, the more certain I become.

So lucky? Fortune just delivered itself to my door?

What should we do next? Qi Yunzi should be the most qualified to answer that.

Mu Lingxi pondered for a moment, then turned her gaze back to Qi Ruiguang.

Qi Ruiguang had just breathed a sigh of relief, even though he was pleased to have his girlfriend's gaze on him. However, he couldn't help feeling nervous. He was posing and striking poses, engaging every muscle in his body, feeling stiff and uncomfortable. That kind of state was exhausting.

What's more, his girlfriend's gaze was so strange.

Here it comes again! That look of adoration one has for rare creatures.

What happened?

Why not tell yourself?

"Let's go, let's look around somewhere else."

Mu Lingxi finally took pity on him and let him go. Qi Ruiguang followed behind, letting out a huge sigh of relief. He hung his head, looking utterly exhausted.

The two of them went to several more places.

The business district was deserted, the amusement park was desolate, and even the busiest port was lifeless and deserted.

"What happened? How did it suddenly become a dead city?"

Qi Ruiguang, unwilling to give up, increased the volume.

"anyone there?"

The sound was carried away by the wind, and all around was quiet.

This is even more terrifying than the initial speculation.

The two stood at the harbor, in a deathly silence.

Doomsday!

The silence of the world is more terrifying than death.

So this is what the apocalypse is like.

Human effort is insufficient, and individual efforts are merely a drop in the ocean.