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A place like the Emperor's Capital cannot be described in terms of land and money.

The housing here is expensive and almost unaffordable for ordinary people.

This is especially true for a loft with a courtyard.

Standing in front of the door, you can see one of the landmark buildings of the Emperor's Capital, the [Glass Bell].

The ancient landmarks that had existed since the birth of the Sky Drive Alliance made Zhao Guangli understand that this area was quite valuable.

only……

With such a dilapidated and desolate atmosphere, it is really strange that there is such a place in the bustling Mikado City.

"You can't go wrong, right?" Zhao Guangli put his hand behind his back and said seriously.

Su Lin scratched his head with his tentacles: "Hey, it's right here. It must be right."

"But before I graduated and joined the war group, I told my family that my place would be cleaned regularly every week. There will definitely be no problem with this."

"Then someone must be lazy." Zhao Guangli stood in front of the door and came to this answer.

Su Lin felt a vague uneasy feeling in her heart. She nodded: "Probably."

The exterior of the attic is very surprising. According to Su Lin, she asked the most famous architectural design master in the Emperor's Capital to design this place. Even with its current poor appearance, it still looks very artistic.

"Forget it, let's go in first and talk." Zhao Guangli stretched out his hand, and Su Lin's exhibition hall opened directly.

Zhao Guangli looked at Su Lin working hard in his exhibition hall, and he felt helpless: "Why don't I come and find you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? The exhibition hall is the most private area for an order mage. Don't even think about it."

As he spoke, Su Lin found an emerald green key from his own space and put it in Zhao Guangli's hand.

An unknown metal door was opened. The texture of the door was simple and thick. At this moment, what appeared in front of Zhao Guangli's eyes was the exquisite scene of carved beams and painted buildings.

Although the overall structure and furniture styles are very simple.

"Simple, this is the style I wanted originally." Su Lin jumped off Zhao Guangli's body with some excitement.

Behind the gate is the atrium, and in front is the formal attic.

Over the past sixteen years, although everything here has been covered with a thick layer of dust, the whole place is still in good order.

Zhao Guangli slowly walked into the left side of the atrium, a rather small courtyard.

There is an artificial pond in the center of the courtyard, which is absolutely rare in this era. It is basically built based on oriental aesthetics.

The water in the pond has not dried up, probably because it rains all year round, but the place is overgrown with weeds and moss, making it a messy scene.

"Zhao Guangli, come here!"

Su Lin's voice came from the attic.

When Zhao Guangli pushed into the attic, Su Lin's octopus shape was on the table at the front.

She seemed a little angry at this moment.

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry."

“No trace of cleaning at all!”

Su Lin sat on the table, his tentacles flying continuously.

"Maybe I really forgot about you." Zhao Guangli still found a reason for Su Lin.

"Do you think I am you?"

"I am the only designated heir of the noble Su family, okay?"

Su Lin stood up, patted his butt, pointed at Zhao Guangli with his tentacles: "You are slandering!"

"Okay, okay." Zhao Guangli raised his hand. He didn't want to quarrel with Su Lin: "Why don't we tidy it up first? It's a nice courtyard after all."

"That won't work." Su Lin flatly refused: "I want to contact my family members in [Human Separation] to let them know that I am back."

"As for this place, just ask someone to clean it later."

With that said, Su Lin jumped off the table and took Zhao Guangli into the depths of the attic.

"This is my boudoir."

Su Lin pointed to the mahogany door in front of him.

"Is it appropriate for me to go in?"

Zhao Guangli hesitated for a moment.

"I'm not the kind of girl who cares about details." Su Lin waved his tentacles and pushed the door open.

Despite the flying dust, it still has an extremely simple style.

Su Lin first rolled himself into ashes on the white gauze bed in excitement, then straightened up and looked for something in the cabinet by the window.

Soon, Sulin took out a unique communicator from inside the cabinet.

"I haven't used it for a long time. It's my special communication device."

Su Lin wiped the communicator with his small tentacles and activated his psychic energy.

"Even though this thing is small, it is the latest communicator at that time, and it can be connected to designated places. I don't like living [separated from people] very much. It's too depressing there, but I have to contact my family frequently, so I often

Use this thing.”

Zhao Guangli looked at Su Lin's excited expression and could understand her.

Sixteen years can really change a lot of things.

Sulin, who became a demon, was very lucky to be able to return to the human world.

If it were me, I really might not be able to accept this reality.

"Dip...dip..."

"Dip...dip..."

Zhao Guangli looked at Su Lin's excited little face and shook his head, and asked by the way: "Su Lin, who are you calling this?"

"My mom, hee hee." Su Lin's little face couldn't hide the joy: "My mom loves me the most."

"I want to eat the fish my mother cooked."

About three minutes passed.

The communicator is not connected.

Su Lin was stunned. She patted the communicator and said, "It can't be broken."

"Let's try it with someone else." Zhao Guangli said while looking at the general situation of the room.

Su Lin nodded: "Then I'll call my dad."

"That idiot, old-fashioned, it should be time for him to attend the Alliance Council... Haha, I'll call him now."

Still didn't work.

"Then I'll change it to another one." Su Lin pursed his lips and said, "I'll give it to my second uncle..."

"Give it to my grandpa..."

"Give me……"

"Boy, it's over." Su Lin finally collapsed on the bed: "This thing is broken."

"I'm so angry."

Zhao Guangli caught the little Su Lin and said, "Don't be angry. If you get angry again, you will really be angry to death."

"What are you going to do? I want to lie down, I want to lie down!"

Su Lin struggled in Zhao Guangli's hands.

"What are you doing? Cleaning."

"Do you know how dirty you were when you rolled around just now?"

"You asked me to clean the house? That's a servant's job!"

Su Lin said naturally.

"What do you mean by superiors and inferiors? You are not a Celestial Dragon."

Zhao Guangli said with a smile.

"Who are you talking about?"

………………

Capital of the Emperor.

Purando Street, in front of Huaishu Lane.

There is an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going.

The air is filled with mist.

After a bagpipe-playing street performer received a lot of applause from the audience after his performance, he took back the hat placed in front of him. With a reserved smile, he walked towards the deserted alley.

No one will think there is anything unusual.

The bagpipe artist walked into the deserted alley with a smile on his face, and then his smile instantly faded.

He spoke softly.

"Sir, today, someone entered Su Lin's former residence."

"Young man, about sixteen years old, specific identity unknown."

"You took...the key to open the door and enter."