I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse
Chapter 272 Can’t Kill Them_1

Chapter 272: Chapter 272 Can’t Kill Them_1

The Empress looked at you expressionlessly, "Speak."

You took a deep breath and finally voiced the words that had been hidden in your heart for some time, "That day, in the Underground Palace beneath Emperor’s Lady Mulberry, what was the last thing Fan Yi said to me?"

"I don’t know."

The Empress answered indifferently.

"Don’t know? How could you possibly not know!" You pressed on, enduring the discomfort in your body, "Fan Yi has already safely merged with you, you are Fan Yi, and Fan Yi is you. You possess all her memories; how could you not know what she said?"

"Li Muyun, this is my final warning to you, do not test my limits!"

"Fuck your damn limits!" You exploded with anger; in your eyes, this woman was just asking for it!

"Seeking death!"

The Empress’s eyes widened with fury as she struck out at you!

"Bang!"

A thunderous boom!

The entire villa suddenly shook!

What left Nong Fanfei and Ding Xiaoyang agape was that someone had actually caught the Empress’s lethal palm!

In their minds, the Empress was akin to a goddess!

But now, someone was calmly receiving the Empress’s palm, and this person was Zhao’er, a ravishing beauty who bore a striking resemblance to the Empress!

"I’ve said it before, don’t touch Yun."

Under Zhao’er’s direct gaze, the Empress slowly withdrew her hand and said coldly, "I can spare her, but you have to agree to the conditions I mentioned earlier."

Zhao’er turned to glance at you and then slowly nodded, "Okay."

"What conditions?" Seeing Zhao’er nod, you immediately stepped forward and grabbed Zhao’er’s delicate hand.

In your urgency, your chest suddenly pained, and you spat out a mouthful of blood!

Zhao’er quickly wiped the blood from the corner of your mouth with her sleeve, her stunning face carrying a faint smile, "Yun, it’s nothing serious. I’m just going to go out with her for a walk. I’ll be back after a while."

"Go out for a walk? To where?"

For you, Zhao’er was an inseparable part of your life. You wished you could spend every day watching her, being with her, holding her—there was no way you’d let her leave.

"To see the outside world. We can’t keep her cooped up in a place as small as a sesame seed forever, can we?"

The Empress’s words were not false. Since the complete integration with the Goddess and Fan Yi, the Empress’s nature had somewhat changed, and her inner turmoil had already been half untangled. She no longer dwelled on the past that had disappeared.

Now, a phrase perfectly matched the Empress’s state of mind—The world is so big, I want to go out and see it.

Before being blinded by hatred and jealousy, Wu Laosha, once a young girl, had a promise with Li Zhi; when she turned sixteen, he would take her on a journey around the world.

Back in the Tang Dynasty, when nations came to pay tribute, there was already a vast world view. Wu Laosha had always wanted to go out and see for herself what the outside world was really like.

With the Empress mentioning this, you couldn’t help but turn your head to look at Zhao’er.

Indeed, Zhao’er seemed quite interested in some travel shows when she watched TV; she had a natural curiosity and fondness for unfamiliar worlds.

Looking at Zhao’er, and with Zhao’er looking back at you, her cheeks wearing a hint of an intoxicating smile that made you yearn to kiss, you were enchanted.

At last, you slowly nodded and said, "Alright, I agree to your terms. Whenever you grow tired of your adventures, you can come back."

"Mm."

"Then let’s go," the Empress declared, ready to set off immediately.

You quickly called out to the Empress, "Wait a moment."

The Empress replied with an impatient tone, "You’ve always been fussy, why are you still dawdling now?"

You looked at Zhao’er and smiled, "Let’s depart tomorrow. Tonight, I’ll cook dinner for Zhao’er as a farewell."

The Empress turned to you, about to speak, when she suddenly raised her hand and gently pinched the air, capturing a flying dagger that was hurled at her.

"An ambush?" Ding Xiaoyang immediately rushed toward the partially open window, but by the time he got there, the assailant had already left.

The Empress noticed a piece of paper tied to the flying dagger. After taking it down, she indifferently remarked while unfolding the note, "What era are we in that they still use such outdated methods? This trick is one that I grew bored of years ago."

After opening the note, the Empress’s brows furrowed slightly, and she let out a cold laugh, "It says that Qian Zihao is coming with his men. Who is this Qian Zihao?"

"Qian Zihao is coming?" Nong Fanfei quickly made a bowing gesture to the Empress and reported, "Reporting to the Empress, Qian Zihao is the third son of the Northeast Qian Family."

"The Northeast Qian Family?" the Empress pondered and asked, "What is that?"

"They are nothing important, just a few insignificant clowns," you said, taking out a porcelain bottle from your bosom. You poured out a Returning Yuan Pill and swallowed it. Once your energy had smoothed out, everyone saw a terrifying smile on your face, "I was just wondering how to lure that little brat over, and now he has delivered himself to us. Hmph, this is going to be interesting."

Having said that, you closed your eyes, and your vision rapidly shifted outward, soaring fifty-some meters into the sky.

When you looked toward the northwest, you spotted a white Aston Martin sports car leading three Toyota vans, speeding toward your location at No. 72, Baojia Street.

You opened your eyes with a smile, first turning to Wu Qiyi and saying, "Er Ya, please invite the Empress upstairs for a short rest. I’ll step out to welcome our guests."

Wu Qiyi nodded, then turned to the Empress with a gesturing hand to invite her upstairs.

The Empress sneered coldly and made her way to the staircase leading to the second floor.

"Oh, and if the Empress wishes to observe, feel free to open the window. We’ll be just outside the door," you added.

Upon hearing this, the Empress’s figure hesitated slightly before she nonchalantly continued upstairs.

Once Wu Qiyi and the other girls had gone upstairs, you said to Xiao Feng and the others with a smile, "Brothers, let’s go. It’s time to show off the skills of our supernatural detective agency."

"Right!" Xiao Feng’s eyes blazed with fury!

"This time, I won’t stop until they’re crushed!" Yang Kai clenched his fists, his face turning red with determination.

"Let’s fight hard!" Liao Yong slapped his chest in enthusiasm.

"Little Jin, let’s join forces later. I’ll leave my back to you!" Dai Zhenan’s face was fierce as well.

"Mm," Jin Qi nodded lightly, holding an apple peeling knife in her hand.

Nong Fanfei hurried to you and said, "Mu Yun, let us join you as well. Qian Zihao has some skills, and he has two experts with him. I fear your current group might not be enough..."

You smiled and patted Nong Fanfei on the shoulder, "There are some things we must do, even if it means our bones are crushed to dust!"

Meanwhile, the sound of car doors slamming came from outside the door!

At that moment, you clapped your hands at the people behind you and commanded, "Brothers, let’s go!"