"Lord... Your Excellency?"
"No, you are not the lord."
Inside the room, Number 88, who had been waiting with a smile, suddenly turned cold.
"You are not the Emperor."
Xia Chan, the daughter Li Qingyu had just adopted, had also shed her naive and innocent demeanor, her eyes now filled with a chilling intent.
Even the antimatter cleaver embedded in the void beside it stopped disappearing and trembled slightly.
"Of course not."
The little white dress also bears some resemblance to Li Qingyu.
However, compared to Li Qingyu, who was originally Li Qingyu, he appears even more domineering.
“I am... Li Qingyu.”
The girl in the white dress casually offered a brief explanation.
He then ignored the group and walked towards the door.
But Number 88 suddenly appeared in front of Li Qingyu, his aura surging.
"Since it's not..."
"Then return the lord to him."
Li Qingyu remained expressionless as he looked at Number 88, who resembled an angry mother cat.
"Don't you understand yet? You can't lay a hand on me, and I don't want to lay a hand on you either. This body, in the end, still belongs to Li Qingyu; I'm just borrowing it temporarily."
“He can come back anytime he wants, and I cannot force him to do so.”
"But the question is... does he want to?"
"Another problem..."
Li Qingyu pointed out the window to the enormous gourd doll that was about to reach the giant cauldron.
Would you be willing to let your lord take a rest?
"Why don't we just play the matches for him?"
"Wouldn't it be better to let him come back after everything has calmed down...?"
Faced with a series of questions from Li Qingyu.
Feeling the unknown constraints emanating from his bloodline, Number Eighty-Eight's eyes darkened.
"Indeed... I cannot lay a hand on you right now."
"But I can feel... this constraint is gradually weakening with the Lord's departure. I hope you can bring the Lord back before then."
"As for the competition and such..."
Number 88 sneered.
"Whether the lord is here or not, we will fight for him. There is nothing to worry about."
Li Qingyu shook his head.
"What you think is nothing to worry about is just your opinion."
"Heh..." Number 88 didn't say anything more.
After a cold laugh, he picked up the antimatter cleaver next to him and disappeared in a blur.
Watching Number 88's departing figure.
Li Qingyu's eyes held a complex expression.
"Indeed... I don't have much time left in this body."
"But I really don't want to be like them, forever a loser, sinking into the past."
"I will take revenge myself."
"Even if... utterly annihilated!!" Li Qingyu clenched his fist suddenly.
"Hello? Where is my father? Give me back my father."
Seeing that the fearsome Number 88 had left, Xia Chan quickly stepped forward and took Number 88's place, blocking Li Qingyu's way.
Bang!
A soft sound.
Xia Chan collapsed to the ground with a large bump on her head.
Li Qingyu withdrew his fist and glanced at the paper doll Liu, who had been huddled in the corner.
The paper figure Liu was so frightened that it immediately lowered its head and became a coward.
Seeing this, Li Qingyu also left the room.
Only the paper figure Liu was trembling, and Xia Chan was convulsing.
...
We went outside.
Li Qingyu took a deep breath.
"Although we only reached the Stellar level this time, the reward for the competition is a Wish Box, which is just in time."
As he spoke, Li Qingyu raised his right hand.
Looking at the colorful nail polish.
"It's alright. Even if the Crimson Origin goes with you, this is enough."
I glanced at it for a few seconds.
Li Qingyu touched the surface of his eye with his slightly pale index finger.
Instantly.
Li Qingyu's eyes were completely stained pale.
"The Pale Eyes, huh...?"
"Hehehe..."
............................
In the middle of a yellow river that stretches to the horizon.
A deep red bloom, quietly unfolding.
"I really, really want to rest, really..."
"not to mention...."
"That's a son-in-law card that's upgraded to level XX, it's so tempting."
Li Qingyu lay leisurely in the deep red light, like an infant in its mother's arms, floating up and down in the yellow water.
And in Li Qingyu's palm.
A purple light flickered on and off, as if it might go out at any moment.
"Then why don't you rest? Why don't you become a live-in son-in-law? What are you doing lying here?"
"Just to humiliate me, the Emperor?"
Wood's voice came from within the purple light.
"What's there to humiliate about... a newly formed consciousness with scattered fragments of memory?"
"Now even the very origin is gone..."
Li Qingyu pursed his lips and casually tossed the light spot in his hand, like he was tossing a yo-yo.
"You, you, you!!!"
Wood was furious.
But Li Qingyu ignored her and focused his attention on the magnificent scenery within the Yellow River.
This river is anything but calm.
It is called a river.
It is precisely because of its turbulent nature that it should be called the sea.
The yellow river water flowed turbulently, mostly heading in one direction except for a few scattered eddies.
In the river, Li Qingyu's deep red was not the only one.
There are fish, shrimp, chicken, duck...
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