I am cultivating and becoming a saint in a parallel world

"she is not here."

Wei Xuanshang sneaked into Rose Manor and searched, but found no sign of Ying Long.

"Ying Lan isn't here either."

She briefly explained the situation into the intercom given to her.

"When I was surrounded by many soldiers that day, she helped me escape. Could something happen to her?"

Wei Xuanshang was about to find someone to ask, when a voice came from the other side, saying: "Don't worry, do you know her identity code or communication code?"

"Let me think about it." Wei Xuanshang recalled the day when Ying Long entered his contact information into her electronic address book, and with his powerful memory, he recited a string of numbers.

Kong Xiuyuan, who was high up in the sky, entered the numbers into the computer. After a while, a progress bar popped up on the screen.

"Wait a mininute."

Wei Xuanshang was hidden among the tall rose bushes. His shadow merged with the dense branches, swaying with the slight swaying of the flowers and leaves.

Their call was not disconnected. After waiting for about ten minutes, Kong Xiuyuan's slightly joyful voice came from the other side; "Found it."

"where is it?"

……

Ying Lan knelt in the tea room for four days, then passed out and was sent back to the room by the servant. After waking up, he came to the door of Ying Shen's office and continued to kneel until now.

His lips were dry and his upper body was shaking slightly. He didn't know when he would faint again.

"Dad, please, let Xiao Qi go. Please..."

His throat had long been broken, and his voice was dry and weak.

All their children had been in the electrotherapy room, and no one could survive three days.

And Ying Long has been inside for seven days.

He couldn't imagine how she spent these seven days.

"Snapped."

There was the sound of things breaking inside the room.

Soon after, the housekeeper came out: "Sixth Young Master, the head of the family said that if you don't go back, you can go directly to the electrotherapy room to accompany Miss Seventh."

The hope in Ying Lan's eyes ebbed away like an ebbing tide, leaving only the blackened wet mud.

He lowered his eyes but made no reply.

Didn't stand up either.

The housekeeper sighed and stood for a few more seconds before having to turn around and return.

"Send him to the electrotherapy room to wake up." The door was not closed, and Ying Shen's calm but angry voice came from inside.

Soon soldiers came in, picked up Ying Lan and dragged him out.

"Have you forgotten mom?" After being dragged a few meters away, Ying Lan shouted in a hoarse voice, "Dad, do you remember mom?"

The housekeeper who was still standing at the door of the office trembled, as if he had heard something terrible, and turned around to look inside with a look of horror on his face.

Others were even more silent, wishing they had heard nothing.

Ying Lan kept shouting, and the soldiers holding him could only speed up.

He thought that by moving out of his deceased mother, he could gain some mercy from his father.

However, it does not.

Until he was dragged out of the hall, there was no expected stop.

The moment the scene in the hall disappeared from his sight, all his expectations were truly extinguished.

He finally understood that in his father's heart, the most important thing was never feelings, whether it was family affection or love. The most important thing is power, his authority as the most powerful person in the Second City.

He would not allow anyone to offend it, even if he was his most valued and favored son, the child born to him by his beloved wife who also died to protect him.

……

Ying Lan was brought into the electrotherapy room, and he originally thought he could see Ying Long.

However, it does not.

"Where is Ying Long?"

He was strapped to the electric chair and a man in a white coat walked in with his two assistants.

"Sixth Young Master." The man gave him a gentleman's salute.

"Miss Seven is next door."

"How is she?"

"Miss Qi is very good." The man in the white coat first checked Ying Lan's physical data.

The long-standing memory aroused the fear deep in his heart, and Ying Lan began to tremble uncontrollably.

Next room.

Ying Long hugged his legs and huddled in the corner, closing his eyes and imagining that he was in a fragrant rose garden. Next to him, there were gardeners sprinkling water on the flowers, and some were cutting off the withered flowers to keep the rose bushes free. Keep it looking beautiful and vibrant.

A single picture could not last too long. Before the picture disappeared, she imagined that she was back in the bedroom, lying on a soft and fragrant big bed, wearing clean pajamas, holding a stuffed toy...

Suddenly, a strange picture flashed through her mind - it was a desert with no edges to be seen, the sun was a bit dazzling, and little golden lights reflected on the sand.

Ying Long's meditation ended here, and she wondered: Where is that place?

Has she been there?

I searched all my memories and found nothing about that picture.

So why does it appear in her memory?

"what!"

A scream suddenly came from the next door, and Ying Long subconsciously hugged his legs tightly.

"what!"

She was startled, why was this voice so familiar?

After a few seconds, the cry came again.

"Sixth brother?"

She stood up from the corner, walked forward along the wall, and came to the wall closest to the sound.

"Dong dong dong."

The wall made a thumping sound under her fist.

"Brother Six!"

However, no one on the other side responded to her, only intermittent screams kept coming.

Anxiety, worry, fear, and suffocation overwhelmed her like sea water.

Ying Long was going crazy.

Two clusters of flames appeared silently in her palms, but they lasted for two seconds and then went out.

Then it reappeared, then went out again.

This square space also turned on and off, bright and dark.

The two voices had a fierce argument in Ying Long's mind, giving her a splitting headache.

"what!"

A cry of more pain than before came.

Two flame shapes appeared in the blue eyes, and at the same time, two clusters of red nine-petal lotuses bloomed in Ying Long's palms. There was no longer any hesitation in her eyes, she took a few steps back and raised her hand to push the flame towards the wall.

The seemingly indestructible thick cement wall instantly turned into ashes under the two clusters of flames. The light from the opposite side poured in, giving everyone a look of surprise.

Ying Long raised his hands to shield his eyes, and took a few seconds to adapt before he stepped forward.

"Miss Seventh?" The man in the white coat finally recovered from the shock and immediately instructed his assistant to go to the alarm next to the secret door.

"boom."

"what."

The assistant was knocked to the ground by the chair thrown by Ying Long, and lay on the ground for a long time without being able to get up.

"Miss Qi, what do you want to do?" The man in the white coat stepped back involuntarily.

"Are you going to disobey the master's order?"

However, such threats had no effect on Ying Long at this time. She walked forward quickly and knocked out the man and another assistant with two consecutive blows.