Free Web NovelChapter 565: Chapter 391: Return and Reunion! (Double-Length)
Soon, this minor skirmish came to an end.
With Song Changming in command, and no top Demon General on the opposing side, the result was uneventful and safe. Not a single soldier died, with only a few accidentally injured.
Wu Feng seemed wanting to say something, but Song Changming, having extracted all Demon Blood Essence, simply waved his hand, departing swiftly.
This was merely a small episode during the Demon Race invasion.
Similar situations occurred almost constantly everywhere.
The Demon Race tried their utmost to penetrate the human race’s major cities; if direct assaults failed, then infiltration like this would be attempted.
If one wasn’t careful, the Demon Race could succeed, posing a direct threat to the large city behind the defense lines.
This was why Prince Cui constructed these four defense lines outside the main city, even if it meant redeploying large troops to guard them.
The main city’s safety outweighed everything else; any lapse at this time was intolerable.
The sixth month of Celestial Fiend Devouring the Sun.
Spring was nearly over, and it was supposed to be the onset of summer heat.
Yet, amid the unchanged gloom, the cold wind still blew as if there would never be a change.
At the northern city gate of the main city.
A figure wrapped entirely in a dust coat was brusquely halted by the gate’s soldiers.
"To enter the city, you must reveal your appearance and aura."
The figure slightly raised their head, glancing at the group of stationed soldiers, each with a formidable aura, clearly all General-rank with Innate Realm cultivation.
Any suspicious move would likely be met with an immediate attack.
She didn’t hesitate much, removing her coat’s hood to show her true face.
Under the wide robe was a fair-skinned lady with alluring looks.
Her bright eyes were the most captivating, drawing attention.
"Is this alright now?" The lady tucked a strand of long hair behind her ear, speaking softly.
The lady’s striking appearance momentarily froze several of the Generals, who couldn’t help but take another look.
Upon seeing the display of her Innate Qi Aura, confirming she was an Innate Martial Artist of the Human Race, they permitted passage.
Walking through the massive northern city gate and re-entering the city, surrounded by the dense human activities, Su Qingqing couldn’t help but take a deep breath, a long-lost smile appearing on her face.
"I’m finally back..."
After nearly half a year of running away from Yuan Province, flying and trekking through mountains alone, she finally returned to the main city of Cui Bai Dao, a place she knew well.
Here was not just the place of her childhood but also where her young master resided.
Upon returning, she wasn’t looking for the Su Family or her remarried biological father.
She sought Song Changming, who gave her a second home!
To be cautious, she quickly donned the hat again, concealing her appearance to prevent any complications.
She traveled swiftly into the city.
The fifth and fourth outer districts were chaotic due to the exceptional circumstances.
Numerous refugees were temporarily sheltered in these largest districts.
This area also housed the most soldiers, ready to deploy at any moment, maintaining public order while supervising those refugees.
Entering the third district, the environment seemed more harmonious.
Although the atmosphere was still tense, with many pedestrians carrying a heavy look, it was notably better than the outer districts.
Su Qingqing turned to a street corner, standing before a modest residence.
The residence was old, seeming to have been lived in for many years, and its owner didn’t seem to have plans for renovation.
Two simple and vigorous characters were inscribed on the door lintel.
Song Residence.
Not flashy or luxurious, it was similar to the other ordinary homes.
"This must be it!" Su Qingqing pursed her lips, feeling a sudden nervousness before the door.
It was the eagerness of returning home.
While Su Qingqing stood outside for a few minutes, gathering her emotions, the residence’s door opened from within.
A burly and sturdy young man with a simple honesty glanced at her, holding a broom.
"Who are you? What do you want?" A Er asked, looking at the travel-worn Su Qingqing.
He didn’t recognize Su Qingqing; when he and his brother were taken in by Song Changming, Su Qingqing had already followed Jiang River to Yuan Province.
"..." Su Qingqing hadn’t seen A Er either and instinctively looked past him into the courtyard, trying to find a familiar figure.
But the courtyard was empty, only a Little Yellow Chicken rolling playfully on the stone table, with a Little White Bird elegantly standing beside it.
As if sensing her gaze, the Little White Bird turned its head, meeting her eyes.
"Is your young master home?" Su Qingqing withdrew her gaze, asking.
"Are you looking for the young master?" A Er was taken aback.
"Yes."
"The young master isn’t home. If you have business, come next time." A Er scratched his head, saying.
Nowadays, Song Changming’s reputation had soared; holding a key military position, his power was unmatched with numerous victories, attracting daily visits.
Beyond the major city forces and families, various Martial Artists came with different motives to visit.
The striking lady before him, A Er assumed she was among them.
With his young master preoccupied with military affairs, there was little time for so many daily visitors.
If strangers came, the two brothers typically politely refused their visits.
Only when old acquaintances arrived would they specifically contact Song Ping’an for decisions.
Su Qingqing was about to speak when suddenly two lion-like large dogs rushed out from the yard, leaping over the wall, sprinting to Su Qingqing’s side.
