On the way to the Sun-Moon Empire, Bixi found a puppet.

The puppet was small, with a boyish appearance, but it had blood-red pupils that shimmered with a mysterious glow.

He picked up the puppet and started manipulating it, after a moment, he posed it in an extremely strange position.

The texture of the puppet was very soft, as if it had a life of its own.

Is this a puppet made by Modi? (Appearance 173, Sequence Twelve Puppet Demon)

Could it be that he is in the Sun-Moon Empire? With this puppet, he should be able to make a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Bixi immediately headed towards the direction of the Sun-Moon Empire, hoping to catch a glimpse of him.

...

Qizhou sat on the Your Majesty's seat, quietly listening to the reports from below. (Sequence Seven Demon, Qizhou)

"Your Majesty, Ruined Land barbarians are gathering their forces to attack the White Stork Empire. The emissary of the White Stork Empire, Luen, has come to seek an audience outside the palace, hoping that the Sun-Moon Empire can provide assistance." An official stood respectfully in front of Qizhou and reported.

"Tell that emissary that I will personally lead the Sun-Moon Empire's army to support White Stork. Let Luen rest assured." Qizhou waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

"As you wish." The official answered, then left.

The official walked out of the palace and turned to a young man beside him, saying, "Lord Davis, Your Majesty will personally lead the troops to support White Stork, please rest assured." (Night White's friend)

Upon hearing this, Davis' face instantly lit up with joy. He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you for the generosity of Your Majesty of the Sun-Moon Empire. If not, my White Stork Empire would be in danger."

"The Ruined Land barbarians are our common enemy. As long as we can eliminate them, no matter how great the cost, it will be worth it." The official said, showing a determined expression, with a hint of fierceness in his eyes, as if he couldn't wait to go and exterminate the Ruined Land barbarians right away.

"I won't say much about this kindness. If our country can win, the Sun-Moon Empire will be generously rewarded." Davis said, arched his hand and then left.

...

At the gate of the Sun-Moon Empire stood a young man, about 1.6 meters tall, with two long braids, wearing a black and white cloak.

The cloak was embroidered with puppet patterns, and the brim of the hat was pressed low, making it impossible to see his face clearly. Only the pair of crimson eyes were particularly striking, giving a strong sense of shock.

The young man held an iron staff in his hand, with a long sword inserted into it, the tip of the sword pointing straight to the ground.

Bixi walked lazily and arrived at the gate.

"Hey! Modi, long time no see." Bixi greeted the young man at the gate.

"Bixi, long time no see." As soon as Bixi's words fell, Modi also greeted him back.

"Oh, why are you wearing a hat? Is there something you don't want others to see?" Bixi said, reaching out to take off Modi's cloak.

Under the hat was the face of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy, with a hint of naivety on his face.

"Don't take off my hat." Modi quickly used his hand to hold onto his hat.

"You, why are you still the same as before, haven't grown at all, don't look like a demon at all." Bixi pouted and said, "But you're quite cute like this."

"I warn you Bixi, if you dare to slander me again, I'll beat you to death!" Modi clenched his fist and said to Bixi.

"Stop it." Bixi said with a smile, he returned the hat to Modi, then patted his shoulder and said, "Lend me two puppets."

"Why?" Modi asked in confusion.

"Of course, to sell and make money." Bixi said, "I'm out of money."

"If you need money, go find Qizhou, I don't have any money either." Modi said, turning around and walking towards the city.

"Hey, wait for me!" Bixib shouted and hurriedly caught up with him.

The two arrived at the gates of the palace and saw Qizhou dealing with documents. He heard footsteps and looked up.

"The person has been brought to you, I'm going to the puppet workshop now," Modi said, turning and heading towards the workshop inside the city.

"Long time no see, Qizhou," Bixib greeted.

"Long time no see," Qizhou was slightly startled when he saw Bixib, then smiled.

"Qizhou, I have something to trouble you with, would you be willing to help?" Bixib ran to Qizhou and sat down next to him.

"Go ahead," Qizhou put down the documents in his hand and smiled.

"Lend me some money. I need a lot of money," Bixib said. "I thought it was something important."

Qizhou let out a sigh of relief upon hearing that. He handed Bixib a blue crystal card and said, "There are ten million bera inside. You should know how to use a blue crystal card..."

"A...ten million blue crystal card!!!" Bixib widened his eyes and looked at Qizhou in disbelief. "Are you saying, ten million bera?"

Qizhou nodded and said with a smiling face, "Yes. Don't stare at me like that. Consider this money as a gift from me."

"You're much more generous than Poqi," Bixib said with a smile.

"Poqi? The wicked demon?" Qizhou raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, him. This guy told me that the Emperor was killed by Martial Angel," Bixib mentioned.

"What?!" Qizhou was shocked and his face turned pale.

"Qizhou, calm down, calm down." Seeing Qizhou's reaction, Bixib quickly comforted him and continued, "Putting aside our identities, Sire is my aunt. She has a good relationship with her sister, and she would never harm the Emperor. Three years ago, when the Ruined Land was stirring, Sire would have known what was more important. I suspect Poqi is involved. Due to his power, I pretended not to be concerned, but I'm actually very worried."

"If the Emperor really died, he would release the Black Flame, and there would be an imprint on the soul and indelible burn marks," Qizhou answered.

"There is no soul imprint or burn marks on Poqi," Bixib said.

"That's strange..." Qizhou furrowed his brows and fell into deep thought.

Bixib looked at Qizhou and didn't say anything. He knew that Qizhou was thinking.

Three years ago, when Sire was captured, neither he nor Shizhi had the means to rescue her or the opportunity to gather information. After all, there were differences between humans and vampires. As for demons, it was even more impossible. Once caught by Martial Angel, there would be no chance of escape.

...

After thinking for a long time, Qizhou still couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and said to Bixib, "I can't figure out what Poqi's true intentions are."

"I think he definitely has some ulterior motives, and I can't figure it out either," Bixib shrugged, looking helpless.

"You guys can go back first," Qizhou sighed and waved his hand, "I'll think about it some more."

Bixib nodded and left the palace, heading straight to the casino. He would fight for his dream.

Bixib was not disloyal to the Demon Emperor. He had no way to investigate and, ignoring his strength, he had only awakened two years after Lilia's downfall. In the future, they would have to go to war with the Ruined Land tribe. If he didn't play now, he wouldn't have the chance later.

Enjoying life to the fullest had always been Bixib's habit, and he would have no regrets even in death.

...

Lilia held a larger doll in her arms, comforting it, "It's okay, Xiaoyuan, mother is here with you, go to sleep! Look at your sister, she's already asleep."

She pointed to the doll on her leg and said to the doll in her arms.

Lilia looked extremely exhausted, her once arrogant and confident demeanor completely gone. Her hair was slightly messy and there were stains on her clothes. But Lilia still held the doll as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

"Xiaoyuan, when you grow up, mother will let you become a female Your Majesty, alright?" Lilia cuddled the doll and chattered, "Xiaoyuan, go to sleep soon. When you wake up, mother will teach you how to ride horses and take you to the lake..."

Lilia's mind was in complete chaos as she kept talking to herself, completely immersed in her own world.

"Xiaoyuan, wake up quickly..." Lilia looked at the doll in her hand and muttered, "Xiaoyuan, don't blame Mother. Mother just wants to find that scoundrel... He's dead, remember that, okay?"

"Xiaoyuan, Mother will buy you the best candy in the future. What color candy do you like? Tell Mother, and she will buy it for you." Lilia continued to talk to herself as if the doll in her arms was a person who could speak.

She kept rambling on, sometimes talking about killing the scoundrel, and other times about buying candy for her daughter. This mental state was completely abnormal, like that of a lunatic.

"Sister, it's time to eat." Lanzu placed the blood bag on the table and looked at Lilia, calling out to her.

"Who is Sister?" Lilia snapped out of her daze when she heard the voice and looked at Lanzu, perplexed.

Lanzu's mouth twitched when she heard that. She looked at Lilia and said helplessly, "Sister, you don't recognize me anymore?"

"Who are you..." Lilia tilted her head and asked, "Do you call yourself Sister?"

"Eat, Xiaoyuan is hungry," Lanzu said and stood at a distance, watching Lilia.

She didn't dare to get too close to Lilia, fearing that Lilia would have a reactive response, thinking that she wanted to take away the doll.

After a while, Lilia finished feeding the doll and started eating on her own. Lanzu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Luckily, Sister finished feeding the doll and could still eat on her own, at least maintaining her physical state. However, her mental state seemed to be deteriorating. If this continued, she would eventually break down and forget everything.

After half a month, Lanzu's sequential organs had been completely repaired. In another half a month, she would set off alone to the Scarlet Empire.

The longer it took, the worse Sister's mental state would become. Eventually, she might completely lose her memory or even become a fool. Lanzu didn't want Sister to become a fool, but she also didn't want her to suffer from mental madness.

Only by reclaiming the Scarlet Empire, rallying the whole vampire nation, and finding the little niece could there be hope for Sister to recover.

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