I've spread the Heaven and Earth realms throughout the God-Slaying World.

“Zhou Ping, these days, mysterious figures are appearing more and more frequently in Great Xia. [Masked] and [Phoenix] urgently need help.”

Ye Fan began to recount his troubles again, his expression solemn and his tone full of worry.

“I understand you don’t want Lin Sijiu to join the fifth special team, after all, they need to go into the mist to carry out missions like [Blue Rain].

Therefore, I had lengthy conversations with the Night's Watch leadership.

Ye Fan paused slightly, his expression becoming increasingly serious, before continuing.

"However, in the present Great Xia, considering all factors such as strength, qualifications, and no mental problems, Lin Sijiu is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate."

"Therefore, after careful consideration, the higher-ups adopted a compromise."

"Let Lin Sijiu become the guardian of the fifth special team and help them grow up as soon as possible."

Zhou Ping frowned slightly and asked.

"Then whose guardian will Xiao En become?"

His tone gradually calmed down; thankfully, it wasn't Xiao En.

“Look, it’s the one outside, Lin Qiye.”

"That mentally ill person?"

"........."

Ye Fan was speechless for a moment, unsure how to respond.

He then continued his rambling discussion with Zhou Ping, completely unaware that Lynn's fingertips on the hospital bed twitched slightly.

Save traffic and change the screen.

Inside the mist.

"Wuhu! Wuhu!"

A purple-gold ancestral dragon sped off in a certain direction like a dazzling bolt of lightning.

The purple-gold scales appeared and disappeared in the mist.

Behind the dragon's head, there was a pixelated object resembling a saddle placed on top.

Sitting atop the saddle, Jinian was beaming with excitement. She gripped the edge of the dragon saddle tightly with one hand, raised the other high, and shouted loudly.

"Speed ​​up, Lin Sijiu! Haven't you eaten yet?"

As if understanding the call for commemoration, the Purple Gold Ancestral Dragon increased its speed even further.

With its majestic presence, every swing of its tail caused a shockwave in the surrounding air.

Wherever they went,

The mist was dispersed by the powerful airflow, leaving a long trail behind it.

"Hey, Mr. Memorial, is being a dragon knight fun?"

"Come on, of course it's fun, so what?"

Do you remember the first time we met?

"What's the meaning."

Memories of being flown like a kite flooded back, and Jinian frowned slightly, suddenly having a bad feeling.

as predicted,

Without warning, the First Dragon suddenly stopped flying and stood motionless in mid-air like a statue.

It was as if time had frozen over it.

The surrounding mist seemed to tremble slightly at this sudden stillness.

The powerful inertia, like a pair of invisible giant hands, violently flung Memorial, who was sitting on the pixelated dragon saddle, backward.

Jinian felt her body instantly lose control, propelled by an irresistible force, flying backward like a drifting leaf in an unknown direction.

Her silver hair flew wildly in the wind.

"Lin Sijiu, you bastard! I'll swear at you..."

The memorial, which was falling, was filled with anger.

As she plummeted, she shouted greetings to Lynn.

Curses echoed through the mist.

"Five, four, three, two, one."

Lynn silently counted down the time in his mind, a hint of smugness appearing in his golden eyes.

It was as if they were in control of a meticulously planned game.

As he precisely timed it, chaotic energy surged forth from behind the massive body of the Ancestral Dragon like a raging tide.

A pair of enormous dragon wings slowly emerged, surrounded by chaotic energy.

It is vast and magnificent, as if it were made of the most precious materials in the world.

Lynn gently flapped his wings, and the huge dragon wings fluttered slightly, causing a violent tremor in the surrounding air.

A fierce wind howled, blowing the mist everywhere.

next moment,

Zulong's speed increased several levels in an instant, like a rocket.

Like a bolt of lightning, it streaked across the mist with a dazzling trail, moving so fast that it was almost impossible to see its form; one could only feel a powerful gust of air rushing towards them.

"Get down here and save your mother!"

Ji Nian knew that Lynn was doing it on purpose, and felt both angry and annoyed by his trickery.

While shouting, her hands were also busy, quickly kneading something with pixel particles.

It's now.

Lynn finally gently lifted her up.

However, the memory did not subside, and the moment Lynn lifted her up.

A pixelated sash swiftly wrapped around Lynn's dragon head like a nimble snake.

Commemoration tightly gripped one end of the pixelated Hun Tian Ling and pulled hard.

"Hehe, Lin Sijiu, ??(???*) You finally got me to rub it out, didn't you!"

Lynn felt the binding effect of the Hun Tian Ling around his neck and a sense of regret welled up in his heart.

The Ancestral Dragon's massive body twitched slightly as he tried to struggle, but the Hun Tian Ling seemed to possess a magical power, tightly binding him.

"Your Excellency, perhaps you should calm down first."

Lynn's voice carried a hint of ingratiation, "I was just joking... I promise I'll never do it again."

After all, he just wanted to familiarize himself with the Ancestral Dragon's body more, and there was a reason for it.

Lynn raised the dragon's claw as he spoke.

"Heh! What good are your promises?"

Ji Nian remained unmoved. "Lin Sijiu, do you still think I'm someone you've known for the first time?"

As he spoke, Ji Nian tugged at the Hun Tian Ling again, threateningly.

Have you ever heard of skinning someone alive and pulling out their tendons?

Lynn felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

Commemoration tightly gripped the pixelated Hun Tian Ling, slightly raising her chin.

The pixelated Hun Tian Ling in his hand emitted red and green light. With a gentle shake, the Hun Tian Ling seemed to come alive and tightly wrapped around the body of Zu Long Lin En.

Lynn's massive dragon body trembled slightly under the restraints of the Hun Tian Ling. He tried to struggle, but could only let out a helpless growl.

A smug smile crept onto Ji Nian's lips. She tugged at the Hun Tian Ling again, and looking at Lin En's aggrieved expression, she felt a surge of vengeful pleasure.

"What goes around comes around, brother!"

She manipulated the magic ribbon, sometimes pulling Lynn so that he swayed left and right, and sometimes making him bounce up and down...

The memorial was a great time, as if it had vented all the resentment that Lynn had given them.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Tianmiao: After thinking about it, the commemorative storyline will probably be around 300,000 words, and maybe it will be a little more if I have the ability.

The following are the "Heavenly Stems" that appear in the side stories. They may differ from the actual ones. If you would like to submit your work, please tag @天喵 in the chapter summary.

[Xinwei]: Xingning Audra

[Jia Chen]: Ying Zheng

[Xin Si]: Ai Guang