Even blind box hunters don't choose their partners? I got Su Daji from my blind box!

The supervising officer burst into laughter on the spot.

"Did you hear me!"

"The Holy Son himself testifies!"

The remaining Heavenly Army soldiers immediately shouted.

"Blue Star takes over!"

"Lin Xiao takes over the account!"

"Old flames are the flames of rebellion!"

Inside the old Huayang formation, Chu Shanhe's face darkened.

In the Ministry of Education's monitoring room, red text filled the screen.

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[Risk of Public Conviction]

[Wang Ting's file is being captured]

The recorder's fingers hovered over the keyboard, and for a moment no one dared to touch them.

On the three thousand walls, many soldiers gasped.

Bai Potian slammed his fist into the city wall.

The stone chips exploded.

Zheng Aiguo pressed down on his shoulder.

"Don't fire the first shot."

"And I won't answer the questions for them either."

Bai Potian gritted his teeth.

"I know."

"I just have an itchy hand."

Lin Xiao did not look at Tian Jiao.

There was no response to Wang Ting.

He asked in a low voice about the scorch mark.

"What were you holding in your hand the last time you wanted to go home?"

The scorch marks trembled.

No sound.

next interest.

The royal court's main file arrived ahead of schedule.

A cold, impersonal clause was displayed on the public channel.

[Standard Filing: This soldier was a rebel member of the royal court.]

[Name invalid.]

The scorch marks darkened slightly.

Place of origin is invalid.

The edges of the old fire plate began to carbonize.

[Family members are not eligible.]

Liu Bo's expression changed.

"It's deleting proof of existence!"

"It's not about deleting names."

"It's erasing all traces of his life!"

Lin Xiao's eyes remained fixed.

"Then let's not ask if it can be deleted."

He changed the question.

"If you don't remember the name, just remember one small thing."

Intermittent images emerge from the scorch marks.

A broken bowl.

Half a piece of dry food.

A wristband with a crooked stitch.

Wang Ting's main file got stuck for a moment.

These things are too small.

Even small details like files won't be recorded.

I can't even write down minor criminal laws.

It was so small that even the court didn't know which entry to invalidate.

Lin Xiao continued to ask.

"Who sewed the wristband?"

Heavenly Realm Rear Camp.

The chosen soldier, whose armor was damaged, convulsed all over.

The gray-white mark on his chest ignited into a golden-white ink line.

The war commissar roared:

"Take it back to the command tower!"

Two heavenly soldiers immediately stepped forward.

Tianjiao, supporting the tattered flag, blocked half a step.

The Imperial Lock exploded.

He knelt down on one knee.

The blank imperial seal lit up on his chest.

He suddenly looked up.

His eyes were frighteningly empty.

"Naming and naming is illegal."

"The old fire must be extinguished."

The supervising officer was stunned.

It's not because he can't understand.

Rather, this voice was not at a level he was qualified to invoke.

This is not Tianjiao.

It doesn't resemble the Heavenly Emperor either.

It was more like a cold, hard clause that he had read aloud.

In the Huayang formation.

Lin Xiao stopped calling roll and looked in the direction where Tian Jiao was.

"Tianjiao".

"Do you still recognize who you are?"

Tian Jiao's body trembled.

The blank imperial seal shone blindingly bright.

Two shards of nail pierced his palm and embedded themselves in his flesh.

Blood dripped onto the tattered flag.

"I have no idea……"

He gritted his teeth and suppressed the unfamiliar voice for half a breath.

"But I don't want to speak for it."

Half a breath.

enough.

Sun Wukong stared at the blank imperial seal, his face darkening.

"This is not the Emperor's Lock."

Lin Xiao asked, "Soul swapping?"

Sun Wukong nodded.

"The Imperial Lock is for tethering dogs."

"This is a shell imprint."

"The one behind you isn't necessarily the Heavenly Emperor."

"It's like the old man who manages the accounts has personally taken charge."

Liu Bo couldn't help but ask:

"Master Executor? Is this a person, or a rule?"

Sun Wukong sneered.

"It's hard to say."

"Being able to use official seals to make decisions is at least not a normal rule."

Qin Weiguo immediately spoke up.

"Record."

"Tentatively designated highest-risk keyword: Master File Executor".

"Note: Not the Heavenly Emperor himself, but possibly the will behind the Royal Court's main files."

Wang Tingmoming has entered the second stage.

[The reason for returning home is invalid.]

The wristband in the scorch marks began to disappear.

The old mark on Yaga's arm cracked down to his shoulder.

Dark red lines climb up the collarbone.

Su Daji's eyes turned completely cold.

She did not leave the battle.

He simply layered the foxfire back into Lin Xiao's heart.

Lin Xiao cannot act recklessly.

She can't either.

This is even more difficult than storming the Heavenly Realm.

Lin Xiao suddenly spoke.

"Liu Bo".

"Don't remember who he is."

"Remember who is waiting for him."

Liu Bo was stunned.

The next second, he pressed down on the old fire plate.

"clear!"

Lin Xiao asked Jiao Hen:

"Who's waiting for you?"

The flame trembled violently.

long time.

A muffled female voice came from the fire.

It's not about calling out names.

He just said it very softly.

"Second brother, the food is getting cold."

The entire old formation fell silent.

The main file of Wang Ting is stuck.

This person has no military status.

No coordinates.

There was no charge.

There was no question of betrayal or non-betrayal.

It was just a meal that wasn't eaten.

The scorch marks suddenly lit up.

Half a face grows out from the faceless figure.

Inside the Three Thousand Cities Military Soul Tower, all the old lights went out for a moment at the same time.

Then, one by one, the lights came on.

Bai Potian looked up.

A scorch mark appeared on the wall of the Military Spirit Tower.

Four fragmented characters appeared next to it.

[South Gate Guard Battalion]

Zheng Aiguo gave the order on the spot.

"Establish a temporary roster for the South Gate defense battalion."

"If there are no names, just remember the camp number."

"Let's reserve a place for them in the human realm first."

A low murmur rippled through the Ministry of Education's monitoring room.

"Can you pinpoint ownership even without a name?"

"This won't be recorded in the files."

"This is the old flame returning to its rightful place."

In the old military street of Sanqiancheng, several veterans pushed open the door at the same time.

They looked toward the Military Spirit Tower.

"South Gate?"

"In the old army, there really were guards at the south gate."

Sun Wukong squinted and chuckled.

"Find the path before finding the name."

"It's starting to look good."

The next moment.

The rules for the gold and white of the Supervision Tower have been strengthened.

"Cognitive erasure is initiated."

The old fire scene, with its south gate, military boots, dry rations, and wrist guards, has been painted blank in sections.

The word "mother" that the man was pronouncing was also cut off.

The blank imperial seal on Tianjiao's chest shone so brightly it was almost blinding.

He looked up.

My voice has changed.

It's not his.

"The old foundation stone has no home."

"No way."

"No mother."

"nameless."

As soon as those words were spoken, the scorch marks began to freeze.

Liu Bo's expression changed.

"It no longer erases its name."

"It's trying to dismiss my thoughts!"

Ye Jia let out a muffled groan.

The gray marks have bitten back, and the dark red old marks have cracked down to the forearm.

Su Daji's nine tails twitched.

This time, she didn't even say a word.

Lin Xiao only glanced at her.

She then pressed the foxfire back into her heart.

"I know."

Lin Xiao closed his eyes.

The Emperor's Sword pressed against the golden line in his palm.

He doesn't look for names.

The name has already been taken by the royal court.

He went to listen to that little fire.

In the old fire, the scene shatters.

The worn-out military boots stomped through the rain and mud.

Half a piece of dry food was stuffed into another person's arms.

Two characters are engraved on the stone wall of the city gate.

South Gate.

A man lay in the blood, his lips moving repeatedly.

Daughter.

I'll go back after I finish guarding the gate.

Lin Xiao opened his eyes.

"We will not ask about the files or the charges."

"First ask him which door he wants to go back to."

The Emperor's Sword lightly touched the scorch mark.

The fire did not extinguish.

It tucked inwards and became a tiny spark.

Liu Bo suddenly leaned closer to the record board.

"It has stopped!"

A warm mark emerged from the edge of the scorch mark.

It's not a character.

It's the direction of the "South Gate".

Heavenly Realm Rear Camp.

The wounded soldier briefly regained consciousness.

He looked up in the direction from which the old fire was coming from.

He managed to squeeze out half a sentence.

"The fake coordinates that Han Jian handed over..."

"It wasn't to deceive the Heavenly Emperor..."

"It's not to protect myself..."

"It was to protect another person."