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Chapter 79 Phantom City



Chapter 79 Phantom City

The villagers of Sujia Village followed Wang Yi and Huang Zhenghong and embarked on their journey back to Huanling City.

A month later, everyone finally saw the towering city wall, which stood like an impregnable fortress, protecting them from the invasion of foreign enemies.

On the ancient city wall, every brick and every tile seems to be joyfully telling a story that has lasted for thousands of years.

Wang Yi had already gone to the city yesterday to report the good news to Hua Lingxing that the people from Sujia Village would arrive today.

At this moment, Huang Zhenghong led the villagers of Sujia Village to a spot a few dozen meters outside the city gate.

From afar, one could see a troop of imposing soldiers standing at the city gate, with a young and beautiful woman standing at the very front.

The woman rode on horseback, her figure heroic and graceful, like a cold and beautiful flower, making people want to get closer but also a little afraid.

As the villagers of Sujia Village approached, they saw that the woman's eyes were already wet, and tears were streaming down her face like a burst dam.

The woman slowly rode her horse forward, and when the villagers of Sujia Village saw her, they were all moved to tears.

The younger children excitedly called out to her, "Sister Yang, Sister Yang!"

He shouted as he rushed toward her.

Almost a year had passed between Yang Hualing leaving Sujia Village and the village being massacred by the Shadow Organization.

Yang Hualing quickly dismounted and tightly embraced the survivors from Sujia Village who had surrounded her.

"Everyone, I'm so sorry, Sister Yang is late. I'm sorry you've suffered these past six months."

Upon hearing Hua Lingxing's words, everyone responded in kind.

"Sister Yang, we are not suffering."

"Yes, Sister Yang, we are not suffering at all."

Xiao He said, "It's just that many people in the village are gone, and only thirty or forty of us are left."

After saying that, she burst into tears, as if all the grievances she had held back for the past six months were about to be released at this moment.

Xiao He's crying was like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples. Several younger children also joined in the weeping, like a flood bursting its banks.

Seeing them like this, Yang Hualing felt her heart breaking and was in great agony.

She hugged the children tightly, tears streaming down her face like a broken string of pearls.

She gently comforted them, "You don't need to be afraid, everything is over, and Sister Yang will protect you."

The villagers of Sujia Village also gathered around, their eyes filled with both sorrow and relief, like stars twinkling in the night sky.

Grandma Su, the only remaining elderly woman in Sujia Village, stepped forward, grasped Yang Hualing's hand, and said in a trembling voice.

"Hua Ling, we have finally met you. Our Su Family Village has suffered such a devastating disaster that we didn't even have time to bury them."

"Thanks to you for giving them a place to stay, they have a place to rest in peace. Otherwise, they probably wouldn't be able to close their eyes in peace even after death."

Looking at the only old man, Yang Hualing felt an endless sense of guilt, as if a million ants were gnawing at her heart.

"Grandma Su, this is all my duty. If I hadn't left Su Family Village back then, perhaps this tragedy wouldn't have happened."

The villagers shook their heads, like rattles, indicating that they didn't blame her.

They knew that Yang Hualing left Sujia Village in order to find a more powerful force to protect them.

At this moment, Yang Hualing saw Xiaoyue still sitting on the donkey cart.

When I saw her like this, I was absolutely stunned.

She walked nervously to Xiaoyue, her voice trembling slightly.

"Xiao...Xiaoyue, why have you become like this? What happened to your hair?"

As he spoke, he tenderly stroked her.

Xiaoyue smiled slightly, like a plum blossom blooming in the cold wind.

"Sister Yang, I'm fine. It's because I used a technique I shouldn't have used."

I'm fine as I am now. As long as others see me, they'll know I'm not someone to be trifled with, so you don't need to worry about me now.

"You've suffered, Xiaoyue."

Yang Hualing felt truly heartbroken and distressed.

At this moment, Huang Zhenghong also came over. Looking at Yang Hualing and the villagers, he was filled with emotion.

After spending nearly two months with them, he realized that the villagers of Sujia Village were a kind and brave group of people who deserved to be protected.

"Alright, everyone, don't be sad."

After saying that, he turned to Yang Hualing and said...

"Lord Hua Lingxing, let's go into the city first. We can catch up once we're there. The Spirit King is still waiting for us."

When Hua Lingxing heard what Huang Zhenghong said, she also felt that entering the city was the best course of action.

Then he addressed the villagers of Sujia Village:

"Everyone, we have returned to Phantom Spirit City. From now on, this will be our home."

Please come inside with me. You've all had a long and tiring journey.

The villagers nodded in agreement.

They firmly believe that with Yang Hualing's meticulous arrangements, Sujia Village will be rebuilt and they will live a happy and fulfilling life.

Looking into the villagers' resolute eyes, Yang Hualing felt her heart fill with confidence.

She knew perfectly well that they would achieve their goal.

So, Yang Hualing led the villagers of Sujia Village into the City of Illusions.

The city was bustling with activity, teeming with people, and filled with all kinds of shops.

Yang Hualing led the group to a relatively quiet place in the city, where there were many vacant houses.

This is a mansion, covering a vast area, with dozens of rooms.

The crowd filed in, where servants had been waiting for some time. As they walked, Wang Yi explained to the people of Sujia Village.

"This will be everyone's new home from now on. You can choose any room you like to live in."

"Hua Ling, thank you so much."

The villagers were deeply grateful and began searching for places to live.

Yang Hualing then spoke to the younger children.

"You all get some rest first, and we'll all get together tonight."

Then tomorrow I will take you to see the Spirit King. The Spirit King already knows about what happened in Su Family Village and has been worried about you all for the past six months.”

Upon hearing the name "Spirit King," everyone was so frightened that they quickly asked Yang Hualing for details.

"Hua Lingni, what's going on? Is the Spirit King our king? He's our king! How can we common folk pay homage to such a great figure as the Spirit King?"

"Yes, Hua Ling, that's the Spirit King! Won't he punish us? That's murder!"

The remaining people from Sujia Village asked questions one after another.

"Uncles and aunts, alright, alright, I'll tell you the truth. I am one of the Spirit King's men. Four years ago, the Spirit King sent me to your Su Family Village to protect you. Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned, and I never expected this to happen..."

Yang Hualing paused for a moment before continuing.

"Everyone, please calm down and get some rest. Those who need to wash up should go and do so now. We'll have a proper get-together tonight."

The Spirit King is kind-hearted and would never blame you. If anyone is to blame, it would be those despicable men in black.

So, everyone, please don't worry.

With a smile on her face and a gentle tone, Yang Hualing soothed the villagers who were a little nervous.

After settling the villagers in, Yang Hualing turned around and began searching for Huang Zhenghong and Wang Yi.

It didn't take long for her to spot them in the distance and quickly walk over to them.

"Huang Zhenghong and Wang Yi, thank you for taking such good care of the people of Sujia Village along the way. You've worked so hard."

"You should all go down and get some rest for now. After all, you've been living a tough life for the past six months, enduring wind and rain."

Yang Hualing looked sincerely at the two people in front of her and said.

Wang Yi and Huang Zhenghong were delighted to hear Lord Hua Lingxing praise them so highly, but they quickly responded humbly.

"You flatter me, sir. These are just things that I should do."

"In that case, we two will take our leave. If Lady Hua Lingxing needs any assistance, please just let us know, and we will do our utmost."

After saying this, the two bowed respectfully to Yang Hualing and then turned to leave.

With Wang Yi and Huang Zhenghong gone, only Yang Hualing and a few servants remained on the ground, busy helping the people of Sujia Village.

Since arriving in Sujia Village, Yang Hualing has been deeply moved by the simple and kind folk customs.

She, who used to always be the one directing others, was now rolling up her sleeves and personally participating in various tasks, doing so with exceptional seriousness and meticulousness, without any airs whatsoever.


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