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At this moment, time seemed to have completely stopped and disappeared, and the world was silent, as if the eternal dust had come to an end.

Ye Wanlan suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the tall man in front of him.

Even though she had experienced many similar things before, her heart began to tremble uncontrollably.

Her eyelashes trembled as she spoke: "King, King..."

The long-lost name was on the tip of my tongue, but after saying the first word, I was unable to complete the rest because all the sounds in my throat were drowned out by the choking.

Historical books say that the brotherly love between Princess Yongning and Prince Yan was extraordinary, but only Ye Wanlan knew what Hejia meant to her.

When she was first born into this world, she only knew Hejia.

The brother and sister depend on each other and share weal and woe.

Hejia was five years older than him and was also a boy at that time, but he had to take on the responsibilities of being the eldest brother.

Her mother died of exhaustion after giving birth to her. Her eldest brother, Hejia, was not only like a father but also like a mother to her.

Ye Wanlan had already prepared herself for the fact that Hejia had completely disappeared into the world and would never come back, but when he really appeared in front of her, she could not bear the shock and stood there in a daze.

"Stupid? But, it was indeed just a Dharma image before." He Jia leaned down slightly, and like many times before, he reached out to touch her head, even though he couldn't touch it. "I heard your call, and I just woke up."

When he said this, his handsome and cold face softened a little, as if the ice only melts with the arrival of spring breeze, and remains as hard as iron at other times.

It’s no wonder that King Yan’s subordinates welcomed Princess Yongning to the military camp, because only when she appeared would Hejia smile.

Ye Wanlan stared blankly at the familiar face in front of her, and suddenly remembered a long, long time ago, so long ago that she and Hejia had not yet been taken back to the palace by Emperor Ning Zhaozong and had been traveling around the world as their home.

She was born with a lot of diseases, and during her infancy, there was chaos in the palace, which made her even weaker.

There were many people who wanted to kill them, but Hejia always stayed by her side to protect her.

She asked at that time: "What should she do if she encounters danger when her brother is not around?"

This is how He Jia answered: "As long as you call me, I hear your voice, and I will definitely appear. Brother is always there."

The slightly immature boy at this moment overlapped with the fascinating face in front of him. The rings of time had turned over for three hundred years, and once again brought the old man back.

Indeed, having lived three lifetimes as a human being, plus being trapped in time for a full nine hundred and ninety-nine years, Ye Wanlan is at least over a thousand years old.

She has always been a loner and wants to do everything herself.

As an emperor, he always leads the army in person and takes the lead.

If she doesn't take responsibility, how can she ask others to do so?

But she is not a god after all, she is just a human. She also feels pain, cries, and gets tired, but she never shows it in front of outsiders.

But all defenses will be removed in front of the people closest to you.

Yan Tingfeng is, Xiang Mingyu is, Hua Yingyue is, and He Jia is even more.

“Brother Wang!” The tears in his eyes finally fell. When Ye Wanlan spoke, he choked up, “I… I’m so glad you can come back.”

Thousands of words finally turned into this one sentence.

"You have no conscience." He Jia lowered his eyelashes and said lightly, "Don't you even miss me?"

Ye Wanlan raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face. She turned her head away: "Of course I thought about it, but..." "I was just teasing you." He Jia raised his hand again, a faint smile appeared on his lips, "Xiao Lan, brother is here."

Because he had just woken up, he didn't know where he was or what had happened.

But he only needed to confirm one thing——

Anyone who hurts his sister must die.

Wherever Ye Wanlan's sword points, that's his enemy.

Don’t ask right or wrong, good or bad.

Because his right and wrong is his biological sister who is born of the same mother.

Ye Wanlan's heart was shocked, and she also found that the more she wiped her tears, the more she cried for the first time.

"Okay, stop crying." He Jia's voice was filled with helplessness, "Brother Wang doesn't want to make you cry."

Since she moved into the East Palace, she showed less and less emotion on her face, and only occasionally revealed her joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness in front of her family.

Hejia felt distressed, but he also knew that this was the only way to become an emperor.

Step by step, moving towards that position above everyone else, even the slightest mistake will result in death.

"Oh...oh..." A violent gasp sounded, filled with strong anger and unwillingness. The high priest's voice was squeezed out from between his teeth, "You two brothers and sisters, do you think I'm a transparent person?!"

They started reminiscing about the past and expressing their feelings right in front of him. Did they really think that even if his heart was pierced, they wouldn't be able to do anything to them?
Do you really think that defeating him can change the fact that Atlantis is heading for destruction?

dream!

In an instant, Ye Wanlan and He Jia looked at the high priest at the same time. They didn't even need to say a word, "Now is not the time to talk too much. The most important thing is to solve the enemy."

Hejia's smile disappeared, and Ye Wanlan's tears also stopped.

"King Yan, Hejia." The high priest coughed a few times and suddenly showed a strange smile, "You are really hiding well. I believe you have heard Xiang Lan's call a long time ago, but you endured it and didn't come out."

It was precisely because Prince Yan was so tolerant that he thought it was impossible for Prince Yan to come back.

Otherwise, if the King of Yan returns, he will certainly have to consider the tactics carefully again.

He Jia was a taciturn person to begin with, and he remained silent at this moment. He just glanced at Ye Wanlan.

“Brother Wang, leave the rest to me.” Ye Wanlan inserted the life and death needle into his vital point, and a warm current flowed into his dantian. “His greatest strength is still in Chongming Country.”

The high priest is indeed terrifying. The power of his soul and spirit has reached this level.

And he is not even a high-ranking employee of the Time Management Bureau, but he already has the ability to subvert a small world.

No wonder even though she was a time betrayer and had killed several time judges, the Time Management Bureau still did not send official employees to kill her, because in their eyes, she was indeed just an ant.

But those who thought she was an ant are all dead.

Without giving the high priest any more time to buffer, Ye Wanlan bit his fingertips, cast a spell, and used his blood as a guide to turn it into shackles that fixed him in place. These shackles could prevent the soul from escaping.

"Xiang Lan, the final day is coming!" As if knowing that his clone could not escape, the high priest laughed crazily again, "Do you know what the final day is? The final day is--"

"Oh!"

With an explosion, the high priest was reduced to dust in front of thousands of people. (End of this chapter)