The stolen magic is a bit magical

The next half month.

The Lin family experienced a different atmosphere.

Atmosphere is a mysterious thing; it's hard to explain or define, but it's something you can definitely feel.

The elderly couple in the Lin family were by no means sensitive people, but they both sensed the change in the family atmosphere.

Previously, the relationship between my son and Xiaoye seemed both normal and abnormal.

They seem very gentle and would never argue, but they aren't particularly close either.

Their son hardly ever stayed at home, always saying he was busy with work. He would only take a day or two off, and then he wouldn't come back for months. Although Xiao Ye always smiled and showed no signs of emotional fluctuation, the old couple were quite worried. Why was this young couple so different from other couples?

It's normal now.

My son stayed at home for half a month.

Xiaoye is with him every day.

The two began to playfully fight and joke around.

Xiao Ye would brush a grain of rice off her son's clothes, even in front of her elderly parents. This natural intimacy was undeniable; their eye contact and occasional small gestures all revealed how happy she was with her son.

Even though Xiaoye doesn't cook or do laundry during this time, the elderly couple is still happy.

They were of course unaware that the current transformation occurred simply because of one thing: this Xiaoye was not Xiaoye.

Feng Ji can't cook, and she can't do laundry either.

She acted intimately with Lin Xiaosu because it was the first time in her life she had experienced this feeling, and it was so wonderful that it was so natural to express it.

This is not acting.

On the contrary, she was still trying to suppress her feelings of letting loose.

In just half a month, the outside world has been in turmoil.

Under the orders of the Hidden Dragon, various measures unseen in peacetime were meticulously planned and fully implemented.

One after another, industry giants from Kunming and Cangshan emerged from seclusion.

At Wuxiang Temple, the Hidden Dragon Flying Cart is on standby 24 hours a day.

These people were secretly transported to a designated location.

On February 28th, Ding Ruoshui left Kuncang.

She has already broken through to the heavens, and the first celestial star has already risen brilliantly into the sky.

"Master, are we going to Phoenix City?"

“No, our mission is to go to the South China Sea!” Li Chunshui sighed deeply. “I have lived for a thousand years and named my life after water, but I have never seen the real ocean.”

“Master, let me tell you, once you reach the high seas, you will be a dragon that enters the sea. No matter how many enemies come, you can destroy them with a single palm.”

"What do you mean?" Li Chunshui sensed something from her flattery: "You don't mean to dump the mess in the South China Sea on me and then run away from the battle, do you?"

Ding Ruoshui did indeed have this selfish motive.

My husband is in Fengcheng. I haven't seen him for a month, and I miss him so much.

She genuinely wanted to go to Fengcheng to fight alongside him (whether it was serious or not, it doesn't matter), but after her master made it clear, she changed her mind: "How could that be? No way! Master is here for the first time, and despite his stunning beauty, he knows nothing. How could I possibly leave him behind? I'll stay by his side and prevent other men from having any improper thoughts about him..."

"You!" Li Chunshui slapped her shoulder lightly, like a caress.

Behind her is her biological daughter, Li Bingxin.

Watching her mother interact intimately with this disciple, Li Bingxin felt a pang of bitterness.

She was once a saintess of the Spring Water Palace.

The number one among the second-generation disciples is unshakeable under any circumstances.

However, one wrong step led to a dramatic change in the spring waters.

Although her mother showed mercy and did not kill her as a sacrifice, she forever lost her place in her mother's heart. This made her gradually mature, and becoming low-key and restrained became her goal for the past year.

Today is also a big day for Qianlong headquarters.

The seventeen Heavenly Kings gathered beneath the Hidden Dragon Pillar, their expressions solemn.

The Hidden Dragon Pillar is iron-blue in color, and its background is the Great Xia Dynasty's Ten Thousand Miles of Mountains and Rivers.

This hidden dragon pillar is the anchor that holds the mountains and rivers of this vast land together.

As the light dimmed, the entire hall became shrouded in darkness.

Suddenly, starlight rose, rising from the Hidden Dragon Pillar, and a name lit up...

Li Yunlong!
The first generation of Qianlong Tianwang sacrificed his life in the line of duty.

Du Sanyue!
The first generation of Qianlong Tianwang sacrificed his life in the line of duty.

Li Yuehe!
The first generation of Qianlong Gold Medalists, though not a Heavenly King, was extremely meritorious and died in the line of duty.

Mo Shanshan, Jun Yuwei, Wang Feng, Ding Lu...

From the first generation of Qianlong to the current seventh generation.

The names of the martyrs seem to carry the dust of history before the current seventeen Heavenly Kings.

After the names of the martyrs were read out, the Milky Way appeared in the sky.

On the high platform, soft light shines down as an old man gazes up at the starry sky.

He is the current leader of the dragon.

"Countless bones lie scattered across the vast land, each generation a new soul!" The dragon head slowly lowered its head: "This generation of hidden dragons was born in the most perilous era. The crises we face far surpass those of the previous six generations; however, this is also the best of times, because only hot blood can nourish loyal souls, and only a great furnace can forge mighty weapons!"

Swish!
The seventeen Heavenly Kings raised their hands simultaneously.

Facing the high platform, facing the vast mountains and rivers behind the dragon head, salute!
"Order!" the Dragon Head commanded. "Bloodstains, Snow Wind, Thunder... the Nine Heavenly Kings, proceed to the South China Sea! Plan Number One!"

"Yes!" Nine people stepped forward. "Order! Blue Demon, Gale, Wonderful Sound... the Seven Heavenly Kings, proceed to the Southern Frontier, Plan Three!"

"Yes!"

"Order! Bai Shui and Nao Tianwang will take the center position, supporting all sides and making adjustments as needed."

"Yes!"

"On the third day of the third lunar month, it is known among the people as the opening of the gates of hell. This year, on the third day of the third lunar month, there are signs that the gates of hell are indeed about to open. The Hidden Dragon Sword is dedicated to slaying demons and evil spirits. No matter what kind of ghost it is, it will be cut down with one sword. In this battle, all those who die will have their names engraved on the Hidden Dragon Pillar if they are awarded a gold medal or higher, and on the Hidden Dragon Stele if they are not awarded a gold medal. Their names will be immortal and their fame will last for ten thousand generations..."

The Heavenly King team received the order and set out.

All seventeen Heavenly Kings of the Hidden Dragon were sent to the battlefield.

Even the Brain King, who is not known for his combat prowess, has his own battlefield: central command.

This has never been seen before in the history of Qianlong.

Everyone from the Hidden Dragon Hall emerged, and the lights on the high platform gradually brightened.

The dragon head slowly turned around, and behind him stood an old man.

"Dragon Head, you haven't made any arrangements for Fengcheng," the old man said.

The Seventeen Heavenly Kings are basically divided equally between the South China Sea and the Southern Frontier.

Fengcheng didn't arrange for any Heavenly Kings.

The dragon head smiled slightly: "Phoenix City doesn't need a Heavenly King. With him alone, it's better than several Heavenly Kings! Besides, I've also arranged for him a Gold Medal No. 49 who is not a Heavenly King but is better than a Heavenly King."

The old man gently scratched his head: "Your confidence in him... alright, with his combat strength, he may indeed be no less than any Heavenly King. However, he and Number 49 are still relatively weak in strength. Moreover, after analysis from various sources, the danger in Fengcheng is even greater than that in the Southern Frontier and the South China Sea."

"Don't forget, Phoenix City has always had the Red Flag!"

“Red Flag!” The old man looked puzzled. “This is what I don’t understand. The Red Flag is in Phoenix City. Almost everyone in the Hidden Dragon Headquarters knows about it. You, Dragon Head, also acknowledge it. But… I’ve checked all the Red Flag’s whereabouts, and no one is in Phoenix City. I’m starting to suspect that you’re using an empty city tactic.”

This old man is of extraordinary status.

Others have no right to know the location of the Red Flag, but he does.

He kept investigating, and ended up confusing himself.

All the red flags were in their positions, but none of them were on official business in Fengcheng.

If the information is accurate, the Dragon Head is staging a grand scheme of creating an empty city.

Dragon Head, how dare you do this?
What if something really happens to his family, and the Red Flag is just a ruse? What do you expect Lin Xiaosu to think?
The dragon head laughed: "There are two red flags! One red flag is recorded, but the other red flag is not included in the Hidden Dragon organization, the name is not recorded in the Hidden Dragon roster, and the person does not receive the Hidden Dragon allowance."

"An unofficial Red Flag?" The old man stared in disbelief.

“There is a man in Fengcheng who has volunteered to be a member of the Red Flag for ten years. This year marks the tenth year. Before the New Year arrives, his mission is not yet over.”

The old man took a deep breath: "He's very strong?"

"I don't think he's strong at all, but Master Lu Yun went to great lengths and used unconventional methods to bring him here."

Master Lu Yun!

The old man's expression changed...

The turmoil in the outside world did not reach Laotashan Village.

Lin Xiaosu devoted herself to comprehending the laws of reincarnation and began to see initial results...

With a soft whooshing sound...

A red spider lily blooms, and the two people in his room suddenly seem to be worlds apart.

At this moment, everything in the room seemed to blur the lines between reality and illusion.

Feng Ji sprang to her feet: "Husband, it's done!"

Lin Xiaosu flipped her sword, collecting all the endless mysteries and laws beneath it. The room returned to its original position, completely undamaged. She reached out and hugged Feng Ji, saying, "I still have to thank Senior Sister for this drop of blood."

That drop of blood held a special meaning between the two of them.

Feng Ji hooked her arm around his neck, her eyes sparkling with sweet light: "Actually, I've improved too."

"Hmm? You've improved too?"

“Hmm…” Feng Ji explained to him.

During this period of intimacy, Feng Ji allowed Lin Xiaosu to experience the wonders of the Law of Reincarnation. Feng Ji also experienced the Law of Life through his intimate contact, feeling the fusion of the Law of Reincarnation and the Law of Life. She had already vaguely touched the edge of the Enlightenment Realm, and given time, she might be able to break through to the Enlightenment Realm in one step.

Lin Xiaosu stared in disbelief: "Does that mean I accidentally became a master of the Enlightenment Realm?"

"You... are vulgar!" Feng Ji twisted her waist in protest.

That turn of her head was so alluring, Lin Xiaosu felt a little warm inside: "Senior sister, take off your mask, we haven't had a proper kiss yet."

Even kissing is hindered by a silicone mask.

So, this is the truth.

"Ah...no!" Feng Ji immediately started running away.

But Lin Xiaosu hugged her waist: "You wouldn't let me see before, but I gave in to you. Now you're mine, and we can play together several times a day, but you still won't let me see. That's too much."

"No way! Taking off my pants is fine, but taking off my mask is absolutely out of the question!"

"My original logic was that I was afraid of scaring the children. Now you know that I'm not a child anymore... Please, senior sister, let me take a peek."

"Why do you have to look?" Feng Ji asked anxiously.

"It's convenient for kissing."

"Then I'll roll up the mask on my chin a little so you can kiss me..."

True to her word, she carefully peeled off a small part of the mask on her chin, as if she were repairing solid gunpowder on a rocket, and let Lin Xiaosu taste her lips.

Lin Xiaosu was utterly speechless. (End of Chapter)