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Meanwhile, at the Shence Prefecture.

Jing Yuan stood in front of the desk, holding the emergency report about the Starry Sky Train in his hand, his brows furrowing in a rare gesture.

The Luofu Jade Realm Gate is the highest airspace access point of the Immortal Ship, and there is no pass from the Heavenly Ship Bureau.

No foreign spacecraft could force its way close, let alone dock directly at Liuyun Ferry.

But the Star Train appeared without any warning.

Unless someone interferes.

His first thought was that the commotion caused by the nuclear hunters who had infiltrated the planet on the celestial vessel had not yet subsided.

The train suddenly appeared at this crucial moment, the timing was too coincidental.

He put down the report and suddenly remembered Fu Xuan.

When Fu Qing came to the General's Mansion today, he didn't mention the Star Core Hunter at all.

The fact that the Star Core Hunters infiltrated Luofu was a major event; it was impossible for Taibu Si not to have noticed.

Given Fu Xuan's personality, he should have come to report to him long ago.

But today she spent the entire time promoting the Light Cone, going from immunity to the Demonic Yin Body to the Eternal Bliss Heavenly Lord.

We talked about everything, but we forgot to mention the one thing that should have been said most.

Has Taipusi not yet obtained the relevant information? Or is she really focused on the light cone?

He rubbed his temples and decided to put the problem aside for now.

What bothered him more than why Fu Qing was behaving so strangely today was something else entirely.

From the moment the light cone merged into his body, he felt that something was wrong.

The feeling was subtle, like an unfamiliar touch spreading from the skin to the whole body.

When he was reviewing documents just now, his grip on the pen seemed a little lighter than usual.

The fingers seem to be a little smaller than I remember.

He subconsciously touched his Adam's apple.

It's still there, but it doesn't seem as noticeable as before.

Perhaps the side effects of the light cone have already begun to take effect.

He had clearly taken the thing out, but the feeling of warmth lingering in his body lingered.

He was somewhat unsettled, but he simply didn't have the extra energy to think about these things right now.

The gate to the Luofu Jade Realm was breached, the Star Core Hunters infiltrated, and the Star Train suddenly arrived.

There's also the group of people who share the secret teachings of the Medicine King.

Several things piled up together, enough for him to suppress his doubts about himself.

However, the train's visit isn't all bad.

Based on his understanding of the Star Train.

With their help, we might be able to find a way out of this mess.

And Danfeng should also be on that train.

Thinking of Danfeng, his expression relaxed slightly, wondering if he would ever see him again this time.

the other side

In Fu Xuan's living room, Qi Ye was preparing to go out to the port to find her own body.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a photo frame on the coffee table.

The picture frame was made of a very expensive material, with silver wire inlay on the edges.

The glass was spotless, clearly indicating that it was frequently and carefully cleaned.

Curious, he walked over, picked it up, and was stunned.

There are two people in the photo.

One is a little girl wearing pink children's clothes.

Her pink hair was tied into two small buns, and she smiled, revealing two missing front teeth.

Holding a wooden sword, she sat high on a boy's neck.

The boy had black hair and black eyes, and his smile was even brighter than that of a little girl.

He was holding her legs with both hands, as if he were showing off to someone that he had the cutest little sister in the world.

That little girl looks exactly like Fu Xuan when he was a child.

And that boy was himself.

Qiye stared at the boy's face in the photo for a long time.

It feels like something is crawling out from the depths of my memory.

Some blurry fragments began to piece together.

He remembered that he had stayed there for quite a long time, but he couldn't quite recall the exact duration.

No, he didn't even stay in this world for ten years in total.

Fu Xuan is over two hundred years old now, so the timeline doesn't match.

"System, what's going on?"

"I've only been in this world for a few years, how come Fu Xuan is already over two hundred years old? How do I know her?"

A pale blue light screen, visible only to him, unfolded before his eyes.

[Host, the light cone you are bound to will not only revive at a random location after death, but also at a random time.]

Although in most cases, the timeline does not jump.

However, in very rare cases, leaps spanning a century can occur.

Your acquaintance with Fu Xuan occurred during one of your resurrections after your time travel, more than two hundred years ago.

You spent about a year on the Luofu Immortal Ship, then died for some reason, and when you were resurrected, the timeline had jumped significantly.

Because the physical trauma you suffered during your last death was extremely severe.

The system activated its memory protection mechanism, sealing off the memories related to that death.

"Extremely severe physical trauma?"

Qi Ye stared at the words on the screen, his brows furrowing.

How serious is it?

According to our investigation, your cause of death was being attacked and killed by members of the Medicine King's secret lineage.

He endured hours of torture before his death.

To protect the young Fu Xuan, you hid her and lured away the pursuers on your own.

During the siege, you were dismembered and killed in batches.

To protect the host's psychological state, this system has sealed this memory.

The protection mechanism has now been lifted.

Qi Ye stood there, still clutching the photo frame in her hand.

Those fragments of memory that he had deliberately forgotten have now all come rushing back.

Qi Ye had only one thought in mind: It's over.

What did he do with Fu Xuan's body?

They took away Qingque's panties, and not just one.

He even put Fu Xuan's own panties on Qing Que and told Qing Que to remember to give those panties to the Grand Diviner tomorrow.

Tomorrow, Qingque will be holding that plain white lace panties, blushing.

She shyly knocked on the door of the Taliban's office and then said bashfully.

"My Lord, these are the panties you asked me to wear yesterday. I've washed them and brought them to you."

He couldn't even imagine Fu Xuan's expression when he received that pair of panties.

No, he has to go find Qingque before he can switch back.

Tell her to keep this to herself and absolutely not to mention it to Fu Xuan tomorrow.

He had just turned around to look for Qingque when suddenly, without warning, his vision blurred.

That familiar dizziness returned, and his vision began to blur from the ceiling of Fu Xuan's living room.

He struggled to open his eyes, and what came into view was Xing's long, gray hair.

Then her shoulder, then the ground.

He was being carried on Xingxiang's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, his head swaying back and forth behind her.

He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the back of his head, where two bumps, one large and one small, were bulging side by side.

Xing felt the person on her shoulder move, turned her head to look, and said with some regret:

"Oh, you're awake. Physical methods to help you sleep are working well; you slept a little longer than last time."

"...You call this physical sleep aid?"

Qi Ye subconsciously made a sarcastic remark.

"Yes. If one tap isn't enough, tap twice. Practice has proven that two taps are the optimal solution."

As Xing spoke, she put him down from her shoulder.

When Qiye landed on her feet, she swayed for a moment and had to hold onto Xing's shoulders to steady herself.

Then he looked up and froze.

He is now standing in a spacious council chamber.

Standing before him was a woman with prominent fox ears and arms crossed, scrutinizing him with the eyes of someone examining a rare animal.

Further away is a semi-transparent holographic projection.

The white-haired man in the projection had a faint smile on his lips.

Standing next to him were March 7th and Walter.

Everyone was watching him.

Within seconds, Qiye's brain completed the transformation from "Who am I and where am I?" to "What should I do now?"

He raised his hand and gave everyone an awkward but polite smile:

"Hi everyone, the weather is really nice today."

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