Liang You, who was not far away, also packed his things and ran away. He was the most perceptive person, and Meng Qiulan had given him a wink when she left.
Seeing that everyone had left at once, Ye Shang had no choice but to say, "I don't know much about this."
Qingli opened her mouth, wanting to ask, "How do you know? About me?"
Ye Shang gently pinched his fair cheek: "How about I tell you when we get back?"
Qingli shook her head, then straddled Ye Shang's lap, wrapped her arms around her neck, rested her head on her left shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Can you tell me now? I don't want to go back, and besides, it doesn't matter whether I find out sooner or later, does it?"
Seeing that his movements were large, Ye Shang simply pushed the table in front of him forward a little, letting his back lean against the edge of the table, and put his arm around his waist: "Okay, but it's a long story..."
Qingli stepped back a little, picked up some snacks from the table and ate them in small bites: "You can speak slowly, I'm listening."
Seeing that he looked ready to listen to a story, Ye Shang's eyes twitched involuntarily. "Actually, it's not very long... It's all because you have a powerful fragment of a soul within you, and it's not complete..."
She slowly recounted the scenes of the demon race she encountered during her seclusion, and selected some things about the Demon King to explain to him.
It took half an hour for him to finish speaking.
Qingli had already stopped eating and stared blankly at Ye Shang. "You mean, I look almost exactly like that demon king?"
Ye Shang corrected, "Their eyes are different."
"That's not the point. The reason I can't cultivate the technique you gave me is because I contain the power of the Demon King within me. The two powers are different..." Qingli murmured to herself.
The two were so close that Ye Shang could hear clearly, "Yeah, that's about it."
However, what Qingli was thinking about at this moment was something else entirely. In other words, he could be said to be not of the Qing family bloodline, but rather an ear-shaped fox demon formed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He cultivated into human form, but was killed by a supreme human being, and that's how his soul was transferred into his current body.
Does that mean he can completely sever ties with the family? But before that, there is a crucial question: where is the remaining soul of his?
"Ah Shang, do you know how many parts my soul was split into by the Demon King?"
Ye Shang saw him staring intently at her, but the problem was that she didn't know either. "I don't know either, but according to the little fox's method, it might be two or three portions."
There were too many of them, and merging them would be troublesome. The little fox wasn't a demon who liked to cause trouble.
Qingli nodded: "I understand. I hope to find the fusion in this lifetime."
He didn't want to wait until the next life. He was still hoping to stay with Ye Shang. Even if his soul was still his in the next life, he would have no memories.
Ye Shang watched him lower his eyes in thought, his long eyelashes drooping downwards, and said, "What's meant to come will come. There's no need to worry too much."
Qingli looked up into her eyes, a smile playing on her lips: "Yes, I know."
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Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived in another country, a country known for its largest population. Sure enough, after Ye Shang and his companions disembarked, they hadn't gone far when they were surrounded by a number of superhumans.
To Ye Shang's surprise, these people not only came with ill intentions, but they were also from developed European countries.
This realization has raised a question in everyone's mind.
They are not from country D, and may even be from country P or country Y. Have these people already invaded country D?
Someone stepped out, a malicious smile on their face, speaking in what was still a foreign language: "You're Asian? Looks like the people over there aren't all dead yet."
Song Wennuan translated for the hearing-impaired ability users, her face turning as black as charcoal. The other ability users who heard her also looked displeased.
Ye Shang chuckled lightly: "Since none of you are dead, we will only live better."
Responding to the same gibberish, the other party seemed to be provoked and immediately raised their weapon, firing it at Ye Shang and the others.
Then Ye Shang casually swung his sword, blocking all of his attacks outside the barrier.
Not only is Qingying's offensive capability domineering and powerful, but its defensive capability is also not to be underestimated.
Upon seeing this, the person opposite him changed his expression and retreated, running back at an extremely fast speed. Unfortunately, Ye Shang did not give him a chance and unleashed another sword aura, which rushed straight towards his back.
A blue light flashed into him, and he was cleaved into pieces.
Those hiding nearby, seeing this scene, probably wouldn't dare to show themselves again.
Ye Shang swept his divine sense across the area, and all living people within a thousand miles began to retreat.
She said to Song Wennuan, "This time, let's not split up. You stay on the ship with the superhumans, and Qing and I will leave."
Song Wenwen clearly realized something as well: "Yes, Captain."
She understood the significance of the captain's arrangement: these attack-type ability users were to remain on the ship in case anyone tried to take advantage of them.
All the superhumans and all the fighting force remained on the ship.
Ye Shang's plan was to bring back information about the neighboring country so that all bases could be on guard, but now it seems that he may have to do so ahead of schedule.
The two of them flew directly on their swords, standing high in the sky, looking down at the scene below. Zombies were almost everywhere, truly befitting a populous nation.
Even if two-thirds of them are dead, there are still so many people left.
However... a large group of superhumans suddenly appeared in the air ahead, blocking Ye Shang and his companion's path.
One of the curly-haired men, seated on a black throne-like chair, said elegantly, "It seems the ancient Eastern kingdom still exists. I wonder if they would accept us as guests?"
Ye Shang's expression remained unchanged: "You have already occupied this country, it seems that going to other countries is not far away."
The curly-haired man held a rose in his hand, its vibrant color dripping with blood: "Indeed, beautiful lady, our plan is to visit you soon."
They visited, speaking the most civilized words, yet their tone carried a strong murderous intent. Before the apocalypse, their country wanted to attack the world and cause chaos, let alone the world that was already in chaos after the apocalypse.
Now is the best opportunity yet. If it weren't for the fact that countless people of their own country had also died, and that they hadn't been able to complete their invasion so quickly thanks to their advanced technology and these amazing superpowers.
The existence of those zombies is only a matter of time. Once researchers develop drugs to combat the virus, the world will return to their rule.
Ye Shang felt that the situation before his eyes was already as it was, and there was basically no need to go any further. However, he decided not to reveal the current fighting strength of the Flower Kingdom before proceeding.
"Since you have also occupied the nearby countries, we will take our leave now," Ye Shang said calmly.
She didn't expect these people to agree to let them leave, but the people of Huaguo believe in politeness first, then force!
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