I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

The northern suburbs of the Order Empire.

In the dead of night, everything was silent. A waning moon hung in the dark sky, casting a mottled and faint silver light. The cemetery, a corner forgotten by the world, seemed even more lonely and mysterious at this time. It was tightly wrapped in a thick layer of black fog, isolating this land from the outside world.

In this remote corner of the Order Empire, the Abyss Cemetery sits quietly. The nearest city is still dozens of miles away, and the only life in this cemetery is a small thatched hut in the center of the cemetery.

In the mist, the gate of the cemetery is looming, like the entrance to another world, tempting you to explore deeper but also making people feel scared.

The slight creaking sound of the door hinges seemed particularly harsh in the quiet night, like some ancient and sad sigh.

Walking into the cemetery, there are neatly arranged tombstones on both sides of the path under your feet. They stand quietly in the interweaving of night and fog. The words on the tombstones are blurred under the faint moonlight. Only when a gust of wind blows occasionally, causing the surrounding grass and trees to sway gently, can a bit of vitality and uneasiness be vaguely revealed.

This seems to be the boundary between life and death, the intersection of memory and forgetfulness.

Squeak

The shabby wooden door was secretly opened by the cold wind, and as the door hinges turned, the "creaking" sound gradually became sharp and short.

Taking a peek, I saw a hunched figure sitting quietly beside the table. The grey robe seemed to cover his entire body, so I couldn't see his face clearly. Occasionally, he would stretch out his hands like dead branches from his sleeves to tidy up his robe that was messed up by the wind.

And this hunchbacked old man, who has no relatives and no contact with any living people, an old man who can go decades without chatting with a living person, has spent countless years guarding this abyss cemetery with these thousands of corpses.

Pingle Town.

Ma Xin and Luo Xi were called to the operations room as soon as they returned to the Black Falcon headquarters.

"What happened?"

Ma Xin saw that everyone had serious faces and realized that something might have happened.

Luo Xi sat on Ma Xin's left side with a dozen intelligence documents in his arms, looking at them carefully.

"Did you really catch Luo Xi?"

The Yuan Jing on Ma Xin's right asked in a low voice.

"What?"

Ma Xin was confused.

"Look, you know what Luo Xi was like when she first came here. Look at her now, it's obvious that she doesn't reject you anymore. It's so obvious, and you still want to quibble?"

Seeing that Ma Xin still refused to admit it, Yuan Jing secretly pointed at Luo Xi and laughed softly.

"I really didn't!"

Ma Xin wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Come on, it's already like this and still nothing has happened. Don't even mention them. I don't believe it."

Yuan Jing winked at Ma Xin as if to say, "You understand, I understand, and everyone understands."

Ma Xin looked at the girls and found that there was something wrong with the way they looked at him. He panicked completely and quickly asked Luo Xi for help.

"Lolo, please tell me, there is really nothing going on between us."

"Ah? What's that?"

Luo Xi raised his head and looked at him in confusion, then raised his hand and gently hit him on the arm.

"Don't make trouble, let me check the intelligence information first."

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Ma Xin suddenly felt a cold gaze falling on him.

"Okay, stop messing around, let's talk business now."

Seeing that Ma Xin didn't seem to be lying, Yingying thought that there was really nothing going on between them for the time being, so she knocked on the table gently to get the girls to act seriously.

After hearing this, Luo Xi put down the intelligence information in his hand and looked at Yingying who had a serious face.

Under the gazes of everyone, a piece of sound transmission stone of extremely fine quality was lifted up by Yingying with her spiritual energy and dropped into the center of the table, and then it emitted a light blue light.

"How are you doing, little ones?"

Tipir's voice came from the sound stone.

"Father?"

Luo Xi was a little confused.

"Is it all here?"

"Yeah, they're all in the war room."

Yingying nodded.

"In that case, let's make it short."

Markbas's voice also came from the sound transmission stone.

"It looks like all the gods are here."

The garden spirit waved her fan, a solemn look flashing in her eyes.

"There is a place called Abyss Cemetery in the northern suburbs of the Order Empire. There is an old man who has lived for who knows how many years. Go check him out. If necessary, just kill him."

Tipir's tone was gloomy, with a hint of irrefutability.

"How long have you lived?"

Yingying frowned and looked at Xin Yixi beside her.

"Sister Ying, even if humans cultivate to the peak of the heavenly realm, their lifespan is only 500 years at most. Even with the blessing of heavenly materials and treasures, it will not exceed a thousand years. Very few old demigods can live for a thousand years with the nourishment of heavenly materials and treasures. The maximum is no more than 1100 years."

Xin Yixi thought for a while and then started to explain.

"So how long has this old man lived?"

Ying Lingxi was a little curious.

"Thousands of years."

Tipir's words shocked everyone present.

"Wow, you old monster!"

Ying Yueyu couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Yes, it's just such an old monster. Try not to let him continue to live."

"Order!"

Everyone said in unison.

As the sound transmission stone became dim again, the connection was cut off and the operations room fell into deathly silence.

"Luo Xi, what do you think about this matter?"

Yingying raised her head and looked at the silent crowd.

"He probably hasn't done anything bad over the years, otherwise we wouldn't know about this now."

Luo Xi thought about it and answered.

"Then why should we hunt him?"

The garden spirit shook her fan, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Because he might be the Spirit General of Destruction."

Ying Lingxi glanced at him unhappily.

"But what if he didn't do anything bad, but instead spent a long time guarding the dead?"

Yuan Jing retorted unwillingly.

"How do you know he hasn't done anything bad?"

Ying Yueyu muttered softly.

"The danger of this mission is temporarily assessed as medium. We will select three of us to investigate this matter. If he is not the Destroyer Spirit General, we will ask uncle and the others to spare his life."

Yingying took a deep breath and decided to check it out first. After all, hunting down the two previous destructive spirit generals still had a certain impact on her psychology.

"I'll go. I'm very familiar with the Order Empire. I've also been to the northern suburbs."

Luo Xi raised his hand.

"I'll go too."

Ma Xin was silent for a long time, then raised his hand.

"I'll go take a look too. I've come into contact with immortals in the Ruoshui Empire, so I have some experience."

The Garden Spirit put away his fan and spoke.

"Then it's decided. The three of you go. Be safe. Bring the sound transmission stone with you and be ready to contact me at any time. I can always locate you."