Chapter 449 One Last Shot

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Large-scale pick-up was always an extremely troublesome matter, so when Lin Xuanyuan returned to the palace, it was already 4:30 p.m.

This was a deliberate time-saving approach.

Among the people who picked up the plane, Lin Qingtian, the supreme head of the empire, said, There were also some rich and young officials at the deputy governor level. If everyone had to shake hands and say a few words, it would be dark and it was raining now. Therefore, some officials at the deputy governor level were tactful and didn't move up. This reduced the process to an hour or so.

The emperor was surrounded by a group of people and headed to the Hidden Dragon Sea. There was also an extremely grand welcoming ceremony there. Lin Xuanyuan was too lazy to attend. This kind of welcoming ceremony had a symbolic meaning that was many times greater than the actual meaning. Listening to the various giants on the stage saying some completely useless official words, Lin Xuanyuan felt that this was a waste of time and life.

Moreover, Xuanyuan Longyin had just passed away. At this time, the Xuanyuan Clan was unstable, and he killed Xuanyuan Qinghu. This kind of thing that looked like cleaning up the door happened so quickly. Lin Xuanyuan estimated that he had already been labeled as a wolf ambitious party member by many people.

However, it didn't matter. Nearly three hours, no matter what they thought, was enough time for them to suppress the thoughts in their minds and calm down.

Xuanyuan Qingchen and Xuanyuan Qinghuan would pacify the inner part of the Xuanyuan Clan. To a certain extent, they could calm down the people who were truly fanatical believers in Xuanyuan Long Yin. As for those who had started to think carefully after Xuanyuan Long Yin's death, Lin Xuanyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense with them.

For example, someone like Xuanyuan Qinghu, They think that the great value of their possessions is nothing at all, The so-called prestige was not worth mentioning in front of absolute strength. Killing Xuanyuan Qinghu decisively was equivalent to telling everyone in the Xuanyuan Clan that the past era was over. The new host of the Xuanyuan Clan was definitely not as easy to talk about as Xuanyuan Longyin. Credit was credit, rules were rules. As long as he made a mistake, he would pay the price.

The price of life!

They could only temporarily suppress the chaotic Xuanyuan Clan with the most bloody method. Under the comfort of Xuanyuan Qingchen and Xuanyuan Qinghuan, with the development of time, they could slowly feel the changes that Xuanyuan Clan had brought them that they had never experienced before.

The long and invisible convoy left the airport. Apart from the two Audi riding in the Zodiac Twelve Palaces following behind the Emperor's carriage, the convoy belonging to the War God Palace turned around. Royal Clan Three led dozens of Audi to part ways with the convoy heading for the Hidden Dragon Sea.

After returning to the War God Palace, he arrived at the second building in the Flowing Springs area. The atmosphere here had changed significantly from when Lin Xuanyuan left.

There were no fake cries. The white curtain floated in the air. The hall had already been set up as a simple mourning hall. The large memorial words were placed in the center of the hall. The light of the candles swayed. The best golden nanmu coffin that could be found was placed in the middle of the hall. Inside was Xuanyuan Long Yin's body.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan knelt in front of the coffin blankly. She mechanically threw paper money into a burning brazier in front of her. Quite a few people knelt in the middle of the hall. Some of them were crying so hard that they could not stand up.

Lin Xuanyuan looked at all of this with mixed emotions.

For decades, although Xuanyuan Longyin hadn't revived the Xuanyuan Clan, he had already done a lot of things. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been loved and respected by everyone from the bottom of his heart.

Lin Xuanyuan also believed that Xuanyuan Qinghu was absolutely loyal to Xuanyuan Longyin. Perhaps they had no bad intentions towards the Xuanyuan Clan.

But now that Xuanyuan Longyin was dead, Lin Xuanyuan had to kill him if they lost control.

There's nothing to be sad about.

Silently, he walked into the hall, came to Xuanyuan Qinghuan's side, knelt down with her, and slowly threw paper money into the brazier in front of him.

"On the way back, I've made arrangements, The funeral is three days from now, At that time, many people will come to see Martial Uncle off, It could also be considered a grand burial, "Also, let's treat this place as a mourning hall for the time being. I'll arrange for someone to rearrange it later. After Martial Uncle's corpse is cremated, bring the ashes to Mount Kunlun and bury them next to my master's grave. The geomantic omen there is pretty good. Furthermore, the two of them haven't seen each other for so many years. I'm sure they have a lot to say. Let them be companions. Neither of them will be lonely."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan nodded her head silently. After Xuanyuan Long died, her entire body seemed to have been completely sucked out of her soul. It was as if she had lost the meaning of her life and could not find her way forward. Only numbness remained.

Facing this situation, Lin Xuanyuan could only helplessly hope that Xuanyuan Qinghuan's current state could gradually recover over time.

"Let's seal this place. It won't be open to the outside world in the future. If you want, you can put Martial Uncle's spiritual seat here. If you miss him, come over and take a look."

Lin Xuanyuan continued.

Xuanyuan Qinghuan paused slightly and whispered, "I want to live here, in Master's room. If you want to find me in the future, come here and find me."

Lin Xuanyuan frowned and looked at the hall. He was too lazy to care about the taboos of death. However, this was the place where Xuanyuan Longyin died. Xuanyuan Qinghuan could only live here to let her see things and feel even more sad. If she wanted to recover, it would take her an unknown amount of time.

"I've already decided."

Lin Xuanyuan was still hesitating when Xuanyuan Qinghuan spoke again, her voice becoming even deeper.

"Alright."

Lin Xuanyuan thought for a moment. She nodded and looked at the desperate and numb woman. Lin Xuanyuan felt a headache. "After Martial Uncle's funeral, I'm almost going to America, Probably a month or two in the United States, During this period of time, you and Qing Chen can help look after the Xuanyuan Clan. The Xuanyuan Clan is the work of Martial Uncle. You can also see that many people are unstable now. Xuanyuan Qinghu is an extreme example. If no one takes care of it, I am not here. The Xuanyuan Clan will probably become chaotic. We will all be sorry for Martial Uncle, right? "

Xuanyuan Qinghuan turned to look at Lin Xuanyuan and forced out a smile. She nodded and said, "I understand what you mean. Don't worry."

"In short, don't think nonsense."

Lin Xuanyuan sighed.

Moments later, Lin Shuhua, who had returned with Lin Xuanyuan, changed his clothes and arrived at the mourning hall. He glanced at Lin Xuanyuan, nodded his head, and silently knelt beside Xuanyuan Qingchen.

In just over a month, Lin Xuanyuan could almost clearly see the traces of transformation on Lin Shuhua's body. It was not how much his combat strength had increased, but a transformation in his temperament.

He became much silent. His eyes, which were always filled with vitality, also began to become silent. He tightly pursed his lips, and in a calm manner, the rays of sharpness began to gradually come out.

It was a clear, resolute determination to improve one's combat strength, resolute to the point of being paranoid.

Lin Xuanyuan frowned. Lin Shuhua wanted to pursue a strong fighting strength. This was what he wanted to see, but he absolutely didn't want this cousin, who was closer to him than his younger brother, to become a silent killing machine.

Just like... Just like before.

However, that kind of closed-door training method was the best way to improve in the short term. After that, the peak training method was also lonely and lonely before reaching a small success.

Of course, it would be interesting to fight with some ferocious beasts from time to time, but this kind of interest could only increase the hostility in the trainer's heart.

He should find a companion for calligraphy and painting. At the very least, he should be able to talk with him, so that his originally optimistic personality would not be completely occupied by hostility.

As Lin Xuanyuan thought about it, his heart suddenly moved. He turned to look at Xuanyuan Qinghuan and said, "Where is Samsara?"

Before Xuanyuan Longyin died, he left Lin Xuanyuan alone. At that time, Xuanyuan Lunhui was handed over to Xuanyuan Qinghuan. Afterwards, he hurriedly went to the airport to greet the Emperor without caring for him. Now, he suddenly remembered that the little disciple who should have appeared here did not appear.

"That child is too tired. He still has injuries on his body. He didn't seem to have rested well last night. When he was following me, he was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes. He fell asleep after sitting for a while. I carried him to the guest room on the second floor."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan said quietly. As soon as she finished speaking, the sound of faint footsteps sounded from the second floor.

The sleepy Xuanyuan Samsara ran down the stairs, ran to Lin Xuanyuan's side, and lowered his head to call him Master.

Lin Xuanyuan said. He reached out and touched his head. He pointed at Lin Shuhua and whispered, "That's Little Martial Uncle. Go find Little Martial Uncle. From now on, you should get familiar with him. Master will have to leave later. Samsara, you should guard for Master. Master will only come back at night, don't you know?"

Xuanyuan Samsara nodded obediently and ran to Lin Shuhua's side to call him Martial Uncle.

Lin Shuhua smiled and touched his head, letting the child kneel beside him and remain silent.

"Do you want to leave?"

Xuanyuan Qinghuan held the paper money in her hand and stared blankly at Lin Xuanyuan.

Lin Xuanyuan was stunned for a moment. Seeing the face in his line of sight that was barely angry, he felt an uncontrollable pain in his heart.

He stretched out his hand to tidy up Xuanyuan Qinghuan's hair and said softly, "I have to go to the Hidden Dragon Sea later. It should be around seven o'clock in the evening. There's a welcome dinner for me to attend. I'll be back soon after dinner."

"Yes."

Xuanyuan Qinghuan nodded and shook her head. She subconsciously rubbed her face against Lin Xuanyuan's palm. Before her master died, she had officially betrothed herself to Lin Xuanyuan. In Xuanyuan Qing's extremely fragile heart, Lin Xuanyuan, her future man, seemed to have become all she had to rely on.

Lin Xuanyuan took a light breath. Before he could say anything, Chen Qingyu, dressed in black, had already walked into the mourning hall. He lowered his body and whispered in Lin Xuanyuan's ear, "Director Lin Congzheng of the Development Committee is here to pay a visit."

"Lin Congzheng?"

A complicated light flashed in Lin Xuanyuan's eyes as he said indifferently, "What is he doing here?"

Naturally, the Emperor's welcoming ceremony could not pull all the people who received the plane over. When the people who received the plane arrived in the city, a portion of them would leave early. Lin Congzheng and some other officials at the Governor level were among them. After all, they still had work to attend to. It was not easy to push aside some meetings and conversations that had been booked long ago.

However, in the evening, they would all go to the Hidden Dragon Sea to attend a welcome dinner.

Lin Congzheng came over at this time. It was Lin Shuimo who told him about his own background and planned to use his identity as his uncle to ask him for something.

Or do you want to make a last-ditch effort to change your attitude before officially contacting the Emperor tonight?

After all, apart from the cooperation between the royal family and the Divine Continent Empire on various strategic projects, reaching a political consensus was also an extremely important part of this in-depth cooperation between the royal family and the Divine Continent Empire.

The Emperor had only come to Nine Continents City today, so Lin Qingtian naturally wouldn't talk to him about this, but tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, he wouldn't know.

There was still a month left before the plenary meeting. Before that, Wang Xie could take the list of the plenary meeting and confirm it at any time.

For Lin Congzheng, who didn't even know which list his name was on, his chances and time were extremely tight.

Today's arrival was very likely his last chance.

Lin Xuanyuan lowered his head and thought for a moment. The interest in his eyes flashed and the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile. "Let him in," he said indifferently.

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