The Abbanese Desert at night is a summer paradise in the height of summer. It's cool, but it's extremely dry. There are still so few people here.

In the vast desert, everyone sat in two supercars, Lamborghini and Aston Martin. The roar of the sports car sped down Boulevard Buchaye, the roaring engines resounding through the sky before dissipating one by one. The headlights tear open the night, revealing the smooth road in front of the car.

The sports car is speeding around, surrounded by very few local natives. They were dressed in white robes and white scarves, and they held a long thread in their hands, and a camel was attached to the other end of the thread.

They walked slowly along the avenue, the sports car leaving the natives behind without looking back.

The night is charming, but everyone has no intention of appreciating it. The white man lying in the car and Dr. Busar were too important to them.

Ten minutes later, Ling Ruolan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, connected to the ringing mobile phone.

"Uncle Ran!"

"It's already arranged. In the harbor of the city of Valentine where you are. There is a dilapidated wooden house at the far north end there. We'll send someone to get there as soon as possible, so you can just go and leave them there. Be careful, be hidden, and don't let others find out. Lan Youshi admonished.

"Okay, Uncle Ran!" Ling Ruolan nodded.

The most important port city on the coast of the Abanese Peninsula, Valentine, is also the second largest city in the Abanese.

Far away on the edge of the desert, they could already see the prosperity of the brilliant lights illuminating the sky. As they drove into the high-rise city, the cars and passers-by around them became dense, and the crowd of people filled with the sound of people.

The central avenue is lined with tall street lamps, which shimmer gold and spread all the way forward, and the avenue is illuminated.

Walking through the densely populated urban area, the sea breeze blowing from the seashore penetrates everyone's nostrils with a faint salty taste. The car came to a slow stop in the dark harbor. The headlights cut through the dim black, leaving no one around.

Babker, Ishihara and Akechi stayed in the car. Those who got out of the car were Mo Xiaoxian, Fang Shijue and Ling Ruolan. Because Ling Ruolan is a dragon race, her eyesight is far from being comparable to ordinary people. Even in such a dark night, everything in front of me can be seen clearly, as if with night vision devices. Ling Ruolan was a temporary bodyguard, Mo Xiaoshu carried the white man, and Fang Shijue carried the doctor. The two of them followed behind Ling Ruolan without any effort. Their pupils could see as clearly as Ling Ruolan.

Walked a dozen or so steps. The sound of the sea crashing against the reef had already poured into the ears of the three of them, and there was a faint smell of moisture in the air, it was a narrow passage. The three of them cautiously walked through the passage. Suddenly the eyes suddenly became brighter. The sea breeze blows the strong smell of the sea, and the coolness is indescribably refreshing.

Beneath them was a wet reef, and the dilapidated hut was on the other side of the reef. The reefs were scattered on the shore at will, their sharp contours as hard as iron, splitting the blowing sea breeze.

Ling Ruolan cautiously jumped onto the lowest reef, and then jumped to another slightly higher reef, Mo Xiaoshu and Fang Shijue followed in Ling Ruolan's footsteps.

After the three of them left, endless sleepiness began to hit Ishihara. He hadn't slept much since he boarded the plane last night. Fatigue takes over the whole body, the eyelids become heavy like lead, the scene in front of them begins to fade, and the black begins to envelop everything in front of them, and finally completely fills up.

The windows were open, the sound of the water churning was like a lullaby in his ears, and he fell asleep completely.

Aston Martinley, sitting in Babker, turned on his phone in boredom. The phone screen lit up, and his face was illuminated white.

On the screen are several missed calls from Husha. It's just the same person's phone number. The note is Almatha.

Babkel's brow furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but touch his head. Every time he saw the name, his head would go big.

Al Martha is the girl that her father, Lyckel, promised to him when he was a baby. Not long ago, due to the fear of his father's wrath, the two held a grand marriage ceremony at the Lake Palace in Husha Kingdom. Now Almasha is her fiancée.

Al Martha is very beautiful and has been elected the most beautiful lady in the country. Her delicate facial features and incomparable devilish figure can hook the hearts and souls of thousands of men across the country. But only I don't have any feelings for her. I don't like her, and I've never been tempted.

But Elmatha seemed to like herself. Every time he saw himself, he would look at him with a smile on his face, and then he happily trotted towards him with a snow-white silk skirt, and his slender and round calves sent her to him.

She would look at herself with obsession on her face every time, with love in her eyes. He could not refuse such a beautiful girl. But he really didn't love her. He was torn up right now. Ling Ruolan's rare smile always unconsciously poured into his mind, and there were countless girls floating in front of him, but they were all the same girl's face, that was Ling Ruolan.

I don't know when it began, the pretty figure of such a woman has been deeply imprinted in my heart. His heart is boundlessly huge, but it is all occupied by Ling Ruolan. He couldn't fall in love with any other woman anymore. Perhaps it is also for this reason that everything about Ling Ruolan is also perfect in his eyes. Even if he kicked him to the ground not long ago, he didn't get half annoyed. He loved her so much.

He shook his head vigorously, put down his phone, and looked out the window. He looked at the opposite window.

In the car window is the wise and asleep Ishihara who keeps tapping on the keyboard. He turned his head to look at the other side, which was the direction the three had left when they had gotten out of the car. At this time, it was covered with a thick black, and in the black was a faintly recognizable silhouette.

Reef groups by the sea.

Ling Ruolan crossed the highest reef group and jumped down. She landed steadily in a narrow clearing below, and behind her were Mo Xiaoshu and Fang Shijue, who were carrying the doctor and the white man.

All the best.

The moonlight shone in front of him with a faint glow. It was a wooden hut built on a wave beach. The hut was in disrepair and dilapidated, and the waves crashing ashore against the wall of the hut by the sea, shaking slightly and making a creaking sound. It crumbled, but it stood there sharply and never fell.

"Beep". Helicopters from near and far honked their horns. The sound passed through the air and was quickly captured by them. The helicopter flew to a halt at sea a hundred meters away from everyone, and its rotors rotated, levitating the helicopter in the air.

The helicopter turned on the headlights, which flickered and flickered regularly, and then disappeared.

Ling Ruolan hurriedly took out a flashlight from the small pocket behind her, and then pointed the lamp head at the helicopter, pressing the switch back and forth.

The code is right. The helicopter was sent by Omiya City, and it was here to connect with him.

The helicopter began to descend and finally stopped in an open space on the side of the cabin.

The rotors slowly stopped turning, the hatch opened, and down was a middle-spirited man. The man's face was covered with shallow wrinkles, but it was still bright, and the whole person looked comfortable and powerful. He smiled, and his tall body walked this way.

"Uncle Ran. There you are! Ling Ruolan knew at a glance who the other party was. It's just that I didn't expect him to come in person, and I was quite surprised.

"Minister Xiao asked me to come. Say I'm the most reassuring person for him! Lan Youshi's face showed helplessness, and then he beckoned to the plane behind him. Immediately after that, two more heavily armed soldiers came down, armed with submachine guns, wearing steel helmets, and covered in camouflage.

Lan ordered the two soldiers to pick up the white man and the doctor, and then return to the cabin.

"When you get back, we'll have a good meal. Granny Water has been talking about you since you left last night. Lan Youshi's face was full of kind smiles.

These are his children, and he always has infinite love for them.

Lan Youshi turned away gracefully, and the helicopter rotors spun up at high speed, pulling the fuselage high into the air, and then moving away.

The wind from the helicopter rotors mixed with the sea breeze blew the hem of the trio's clothes into the air.

"This matter is finally over!" Ling Ruolan let out a long breath.

"That's the end of it?" Mo Xiaoshu was a little surprised.

"And Prince Dykenroe's ball, have you forgotten?" Ling Ruolan smiled.

"Always eat before you leave!" Fang Shijue shrugged and said.

"It won't be so calm here in a few days. When the time comes, the artillery fire will destroy this place into ruins. It didn't do us any good to stay here all the time! Ling Ruolan reached out and pinned her messy hair behind her ear.

"Why did the Husha invade Abanese?" Mo Xiaoshu couldn't help but ask.

"I've heard it's a legacy of history. I don't know very well. It's better to know less about this kind of thing. Since we're still here, it's best not to mention it again. It's going to be upsetting. Ling Ruolan jumped up, landed on the reef, and then headed back the way she came.

Valentine City, Daito District.

Daito District is the most prosperous downtown area of Valentine, where a large number of wealthy people from all over the country gather. They are building a lot of construction here, even though the history of Daito is only a few decades or less. But the power of money is surging and great, under the heavy money, all kinds of skyscrapers with dazzling lights have risen from the ground, and various "ancient buildings" with simple and magnificent shapes have also been reproduced here. Asphalt avenues and quaint gravel paths pave the entire Daituo district.

The prosperity of the Daito district is the dazzling pearl of Valentine.

Several luxury cars cross the golden avenue and turn into a well-paved Western-style lane. The trail is lined with delicate and colorful flowers and plants, and a faint fragrance fills the air. Not far away is a spire-like silver-black building that towers over a private garden. The surface of the building is painted with lifelike human reliefs. It is a one-to-one replica of the famous Triumphal Hall of Bafado, a country located in the western part of the North Heaven Continent. I heard that the cost is huge, and it took more than ten years to complete it in order to refine it to every corner. And the history of Daituo is only a few decades.

The car slowly stopped in front of the wide iron gate, and before the door opened, Prince Decanroe, who was full of excitement, walked towards the car, accompanied by his bodyguards.

"Welcome to my most distinguished friends!" He said.