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Chapter 1: Crossing Over

  Chapter 1: Crossing Over

  In the dead of night, a high-end villa estate on the outskirts of the city suddenly plunged into darkness, and the bodyguards inside cursed as they scrambled about.

  A loud boom.

  In an instant, flames lit up the sky, illuminating a radius of ten miles as if it were daytime. The Presidential Palace, the largest and most famous estate in the world, had been reduced to rubble.

  A black Hummer was parked five hundred meters away from the Presidential Palace, with gravel pattering against it.

  "Wow, this thing is really powerful! Let alone people, I'm afraid even an ant can't escape!" The man in the driver's seat exclaimed, looking at the fragments of stone flying over from a distance.

  "Nonsense." Next to him, a man wiped his M16. "Doesn't he think about how much this thing is worth? Enough to buy three small African countries!"

  "Tsk, tsk." The man in the driver's seat shook his head and said, "It's not just about money. This kind of weapon, unless the government intervenes, an individual can't buy it. You can see how big our boss's face is, blast him to pieces, haha!"

  "Hmph, this president is really something, daring to mock our leader for being a woman. At the time, I was puzzled why our leader didn't kill him, but it turns out she wanted to take care of things in one go. Honestly, our leader is my goddess!" The man held his M16 tightly, with a look of adoration in his eyes.

  Not just him, but the entire mercenary, government army, special forces, assassin and spy communities all regard her as a goddess. She looks down on all the strong men, no one dares to control her, whoever makes her unhappy, be it the President or Prime Minister, will be killed without hesitation!

  The car door opened and a scar-faced man with a shield squeezed in. He looked at the empty seat behind him, furrowed his brow, and asked, "Where's the boss?"

  "Boss?" The two men in front turned around in confusion, saw the empty seat behind them with a scar-faced man nowhere to be seen, and suddenly widened their eyes! Their boss was still inside!!

  She, Lu Chen, the top killer of the 24th century, the number one mercenary, the youngest female general, was now on her last breath in the flames. As a general who had led her team to victory with zero casualties every time...

  She actually became the first person to die in her war history, and was even killed by the elite special forces she led! This is simply the most absurd joke of this century.

  Eyes gradually blurred, flames still remain.

  Summer days, the prosperous imperial palace is full of joy and prosperity.

  The palace maidens and their beautiful mistresses frolic and play, adding a delightful scene to the lonely deep palace.

  In the old and dilapidated abandoned palace, dust was everywhere, and spider webs were all over the roof.

  On the collapsed old lamp post, bloodstains were everywhere. A weak and small woman was pressed under the lamp post, her face deathly pale. At this time, a pair of lotus feet stepped into the hall, saw the motionless figure lying on the ground, she hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked up to her.

  As I approached, crouched down, the woman who was pressed under the lamppost suddenly opened her eyes. Her eyes were cold and desolate, with a sharpness that pierced through to the bone marrow. The chilly gaze seemed to swallow people whole, like a demon from the dark night.

  "Ah——" The woman who was originally walking towards her let out a loud cry and fell to the ground, retreating backwards in terror.

  "Spare my life, Princess! Spare my life! It wasn't me who harmed you, it was the Second Princess and the Third Princess, not me!!" The woman used all her strength to kowtow to her.

  Princess? Lu Chen's eyebrows furrowed, wanting to push away the lamp post that was pressing down on him, but found that a pair of thin arms couldn't exert even half a bit of strength. Suddenly, some scenes flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern.

  Nalan Xizheno, the fourth princess of the country of Lingyun, was born out of wedlock and had a very ordinary appearance. She was timid and weak by nature. She was born in the Cold Palace, and her mother suddenly disappeared when she was eight years old, with no news of her survival or death.

  Outside the door is a luxurious paradise with flowers in full bloom, inside the door is a human hell accompanied by hunger, cold and cockroaches.

  She lived alone in the old palace, suffering all kinds of humiliation.

  The last memory fragment before her death was of two beautifully dressed women pushing her, causing her to crash into a lamppost. Her small body was pinned under the lamppost and couldn't move. After several days and nights, she starved to death. When she opened her eyes again, she had become her - the top killer of the 24th century, the first mercenary, and the youngest female general.

  Lu Chen... no, now it should be Nalan Xianuo. As a top killer and leader of a special mercenary team, the youngest lieutenant general, the pain and unimaginable things she has endured in her life have made her lose the emotions of surprise and sadness. No matter what situation, she can calmly accept and make rational analysis.

  Lu Chen is dead, now she is Nalan Xinxin.

  Not far away, the woman was still kowtowing non-stop. Nalan Xinnuo turned his head and said coldly to her, "Come over and help me."

  The woman, upon hearing this, stopped in her tracks. The look of terror on her face had yet to fade when she scrambled over to Nalan Xinnuo's side and together they pushed open the heavy lantern pole.

  "Who are you?" Nalan Xianuo stood up, glanced at the woman in front of him, wearing a plain white dress, with her hair simply tied up. Although she had a plain face, she still had some charm. Nalan Xianuo had never seen this woman before.

  "I am a servant in the Second Princess's palace, my name is Wan Yue. I have been ordered to come and summon the princess to the Empress Dowager's palace for a discussion." She wiped away her tears, her voice trembling slightly.

  It can be seen that this woman is also a kind-hearted person. Nalan Xixi was born out of wedlock and had a low status to begin with, plus no one paid attention to her, the slaves in the palace were all arrogant towards her, not putting her in their eyes.

  But this woman actually called him "prince" one after another, very respectfully.

  She slowly looked around the dilapidated palace, thinking to herself that she was a typical unwanted child, unloved by both her aunt and uncle. If it weren't for her possessing Nalan Xinnuo's body, the real Nalan Xinnuo would have already died at her daughter's hands. Now, why had she been summoned to the palace again? What could be the matter? And what good fortune could possibly come her way?

  "What's the matter?" Nalan Xixi asked.

  "Specifically, I'm not too clear either..." Yuè Moon lowered her head in distress.

  "Got it." Nalan Xixi's brief response didn't carry any intention of following her.

  She was so frightened that she knelt down and begged: "Please, Your Highness, follow me, otherwise the Empress will punish me..."

  "I've said it." Nalan Xixi's tone suddenly turned cold. "I understand."

  She shivered involuntarily under the moonlight, and in that tone, apart from endless coldness and murderous intent, it was also filled with unquestionable certainty and unallowable refutation. She subconsciously replied: "Yes."

  She turned around, as if she had thought of something, and quickly walked out of the palace. A moment later, she came in with a pastry box in her hand and handed it to Nalan Xianyu, saying: "The princess will eat some."

  That day, she witnessed two princesses bullying her, pinning her under the lamp post. She wasn't indifferent, but rather, she was just a small servant girl who couldn't do anything about it. The only thing she could do was to care for her in these small matters.

  It's better not to mention it, but once she started eating, Nalan Xinnuo suddenly realized how hungry she was. She opened the pastry box and found a neatly arranged box of delicate peach blossom pastries inside. She began devouring them in big mouthfuls, now nothing else mattered, the most important thing was to nourish her body first.

  Watching Nalan Xixi suddenly put all her thoughts on eating, Yuan Yue let out a sigh and left.

  After starving for a few days, she ate quickly, but in a short while, the box of peach blossom pastry was empty. She covered the pastry box with a bitter smile, and her misfortune was indeed creative - first being blown up by her own people, then crossing over into the body of a small girl who couldn't even lift her shoulders or hands, just to nurture her body back to health would take quite some time.

  She shook her head and stood up. Suddenly! She felt the blood in her body was gradually heating up, slowly boiling over, rapidly circulating inside.

  The feeling of weakness and powerlessness disappeared after filling her stomach, and she suddenly felt that her whole body was full of strength. This strange feeling made her a little puzzled.

  Under her feet, the lamppost that had pressed down on Nalan Xinnuo for three days re-entered her line of sight. She hesitated for a moment, stretched out one hand, grasped the lamppost, and with a light effort, lifted it up as if it were a bamboo stick!

  The lamp post that had pressed her motionless for three days and nights was actually picked up with such ease?! Nalan Xianyu pinched her own arm and legs in astonishment, a rare flash of surprise flickering across her cold eyes.

  Although weak and thin, it is a very good foundation, but no one has ever asked about it, so it was buried like this.

  Moreover, she understood that the weakness of this body was not being able to starve, and at first, she was probably already starving for a long time. As long as there was food, even if she didn't know martial arts, she had endless power, no wonder she could survive here for so long.

  Her mind quickly searched for memories of Nalan Xixi, eight years old, the year her mother left her, before leaving, she said with tears in her eyes, "Nuo'er, remember, never let others know that you are different from them, you are not allowed to learn martial arts, nor can you fight with others, most importantly, absolutely do not let others see your face..."

  Nalan Xixi quickly walked to the distant, old copper mirror. She approached the copper mirror and saw a very ordinary face, no mistake about it. Moreover, this face was smooth and delicate, without any traces of disguise... No!

  This face, almost has no pores! She stretched out her hand and searched around the base of her ear. Suddenly, she touched a fine thread that was an imperceptible place for ordinary people. However, for her, it was child's play. In the 24th century, there wasn't a safe that she couldn't open, even if it was sealed with a copper wire thinner than hair, she could still feel it.

  She gently pulled the thread, and with a slight tug, a thin, delicate white human skin mask fell off. She raised her eyes, slightly startled.

  A pair of bright eyes, clear and unparalleled, slightly emitting the pride and killing intent from her soul. Her crimson lips were tender like cherry blossom petals in early summer, enticing people. On her delicate, intricately carved face, which seemed to be painted with precision, was a charming and seductive demeanor that was completely different from the pride in her eyes. With just one frown or smile, she could captivate the entire nation.

  Her appearance in the 24th century was no match for this, only that at that time she was cold and proud, making people dare not gaze at her. But now, Nalan Xinnuo was like a red enchantress blooming in the snowy ground, captivating and enthralling, making one's heart uncontrollably fixated, unable to look away.

  Nalan Xixi slightly curled up the corners of her mouth, somewhat interesting.

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