The light rain in late autumn was pattering on the cover of the round umbrella. Apart from the owner of the grocery store, there was no other person around.

Alijie felt a little disappointed, but she seemed to have expected this situation. She sipped milk tea and swayed her calves, and her little face slowly turned into a smile, just like a camellia blooming in autumn.

Since I can't find my hometown, let's treat this trip as a fun trip.

The reconstruction of Ghent, the capital of God, after the disaster, currently looks good. Some iconic high-rise buildings have not been restored for the time being, but the basic life has been stable.

Alijie also has a small sense of achievement and satisfaction in this. Her performance as emperor cannot be said to be perfect, but it is still excellent.

"Actually, I think..." Ye Lin hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the small shop on the street and said: "With such a good location and area, it would be a pity to only open a grocery store. If it is a restaurant or other large store

, guaranteed to make a lot of money."

Alijie's eyes followed her fingers. The proprietress of the grocery store seemed to be busy at the counter. She seemed to have encountered some trouble. She suddenly lowered her head and was in a hurry.

Indeed, with its excellent location at the intersection of a residential area, there are too many better choices, and the grocery store seems a bit unworthy.

"I guess it may be that the boss's family likes a quiet life. After all, the more money they make, the busier they are." Her voice trembled slightly, and she quickly lowered her head to drink milk tea.

After a while, Alijie raised her head, with a bright smile, but her eyes were slightly red: "Brother, let's go, there are still many things to deal with."

After saying that, before there was still a third of his glass left, he grabbed his wrist and left as if running away. He looked hurriedly until he turned a corner, then let go of his hand, turned around and threw himself directly into his arms, bowing his head.

He was sobbing softly, and his arms were wrapped tightly around him.

"Girl? You are? Do you recognize her?"

Carefully stroking her satin-like hair, how soft is it in her arms? Ye Lin's eyes are full of love and bitterness.

Has the urban area experienced two disasters? The terrain has undergone major changes, and the population has been displaced or unfortunate? If you want to find your home ten years ago, it is almost as easy as looking for a needle in a haystack.

He went back to Arad yesterday evening? Asked Alice for divination to reach the area where Alijie's parents live? The couple are still in Ghent, they have not left, and they are not willing to leave.

So after accompanying Alijie to leave the cemetery, the two of them spent just two or three hours searching and found a place that overlapped with their memories. It was simply incredible.

Rather than saying that Alicia is searching for the location of her memory, it is better to say that he has been taking Alicia somewhere, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Brother, I really want to go there, but I really don't dare." Alijie raised her head and her cheeks were stained with tears. She felt aggrieved and helpless.

What if the news about the emperor's family were accidentally leaked and exploited by someone with ulterior motives? The consequences would be disastrous.

It is said that the Hart Mountains outside the city of Ghent, after that night's battle to defend the city? They are called the Battle Scar Mountains, and there are still some Kallet remnants hidden there? Zedin is sending people to search.

Ye Lin sighed softly and didn't know how to comfort her. She got some, but she wanted more.

After taking a look, I wanted to talk.

Alijie's memory of her family is very vague, but the parents who gave birth to and raised her are precious things engraved in the deepest part of her memory. Even if there are slight changes, they can be recognized immediately like gold accidentally covered in dust.

The autumn rain is continuous, the fallen leaves are withering, and there are few pedestrians on the streets, which are deserted and deserted.

Two strings of locust flower-like decorations hung quietly on both sides of the door of the grocery store. The proprietress took out a few photos from her collection of photo albums and rubbed them carefully with her fingers.

The swaddled baby has short flaxen hair, is quiet and rarely cries or makes fuss.

The girl is about three years old. She is smart and cute, and her floral dress is as bright as her smile.

Except for the photos, there are some bits and pieces, and the images of Alijie in the newspaper have been cut out.

"Daughter, you have grown up."

…………

Gently patting Li Jie's young shoulder, she comforted: "When you completely take control of a country and the people are stable, it will be much easier to do whatever you want. Moreover, every time you appear in public, you are doing it to your parents."

The best way to express it.”

"Um……"

Her eyes are still red, but her mood has gradually stabilized. She also knows that this matter cannot be impatient, but now she is so excited and uncontrollable that she wants to do something. For example, say hello to her parents?

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and Alijie took his wrist and trotted again: "Let's go and execute Matega!"

"Uh, that's fine too."

…………

The maids and officials were a little confused. Originally, the leader of the Tartan clan, Matega, was to be imprisoned for a period of time before being executed, at least after the ceremony.

However, His Majesty the Emperor suddenly had a sudden whim and said that he would be relieved if he killed him early. Although he thought it was a bit weird, there was nothing wrong with it if he thought about it carefully.

After a period of popular science propaganda, everyone has become aware of the special symbiotic relationship between the Tartan and Odin tribes, as well as Matega's ambitious attempt to manipulate Anton in the opposite direction, and everyone is amazed.

Matega, who was tied up in the palace square, looked angry but helpless. He was almost wrapped into a rice dumpling by Ye Lin's seal. He had no strength at all and was only slightly stronger than the goblin.

"Oh, a group of humble ants who don't know the heights of the world, admiring the death of the dragon, eager to find two scraps from his corpse to strengthen themselves."

Matga had already anticipated what would happen next, but his tone was still arrogant. He believed that his failure was due to the Trial Blade.

As for this Heavenly Realm, they are just greedy for cheap, just following behind to pick up things.

Naked contempt!

Fei Yan, who was following Ye Lin as a palace maid, had a trace of anger on her beautiful forehead. She wanted to go up and give him a slap. The defeated guy dared to be so arrogant.

It seemed that Ye Lin understood her thoughts, and very considerately handed Fei Yan a pair of white gloves, saying: "Go, slap him twice, put a hammer on him, but don't get your hands dirty."

Snap!

After the slap, Feiyan was in a happy mood and smiled. She was crisp and clear, with no ambiguity or hesitation.

The female sharpshooter who was born in the Imperial Queen's Courtyard is not graceful and gentle.

Usually, because of the contrast between Raphael's carefree personality, people always think that Feiyan should be a delicate boudoir girl, a noble lady.

However, few people know that Feiyan worked as a mercenary for a period of time, and many Kallet died in her hands.

"Let me ask you, how many years have the Tartan tribe evolved?" Ye Lin raised his eyebrows, wanting to knock down the other party's arrogance.

"Oh……"

Matega's eyes were slightly cold, and he turned his head as if he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Ye Lin clenched his fingers and smiled slightly: "If you don't tell me, then I'll do the math for you. From the time your Tartan was defeated by Odin, and then entered the symbiosis mode, and then later to the devil world and then to the heaven world, during this period, three or four

There are thousands of years, right?”

Matega opened his eyes instantly, not knowing what he wanted to express. Feiyan next to him was also confused.

Odin is a race that has existed since ancient times, and Anton is an apostle who was born after the separation of the Darkness of the Beginning and the selection of the Odin race.

The symbiotic relationship between Tartan and Odin goes back far longer than Ye Lin guessed.

"You have evolved for thousands of years..." Ye Lin grinned, stretched out a finger, and mocked: "The magical civilization in the heavens was strangled by Bakar. The scientific and technological civilization has only been less than a thousand years since its inception. You

Believe it or not, the technological weapons of the future will blow up the core of Cloncula for you with one shot."

It was so fierce and sonorous that it shocked Matega.

His words were purely to attack Matega's arrogance. Super-powerful technological weapons need to be tested and qualified weapon controllers are also needed.

It would be fine if it were given to monarchs like Skadi and Elizee, but if it were given to the ambitious Leon, it would be completely troublesome.

Previously, Lyon had sent people to explore the possibility of celestial weapons, such as quantum bombs, but fortunately they were all brainwashed by Mr. Luo.

The danger of technological weapons being passed down from person to person is not necessarily lower than that of apostles.

On the earth, the cross-hair aiming cursor is slowly shrinking, and the stored-up satellite rays are about to bombard it.

Ye Lin, who was about to leave, suddenly slapped his forehead and leaned close to Matega's ear again, looking like a "villain who has succeeded" and deserves a beating:

"Now, I am the new leader of your Tartan. Anton has forgiven Agnes and Medil. Former leader, you can go with peace of mind. Tartan is left to me."

Matega's eyes widened, his expression was so shocked that he couldn't believe it, and suddenly there was a strong smell of a tauren.
Chapter completed!