Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

Chapter 121 The Phantom's Whereabouts

Meng Zhiling talked with He Sui about the company's future development direction and learned about the recent demand and production volume of Saffo No. 1.

"Zhi Ling, our medicine has just been launched on the market, and many people still have many questions. After all, it is difficult for people to believe something that is too magical!" He Sui frowned.

It is still a little difficult to understand the thinking habits and ideas of the Chinese people.

"Haha, let them question it. Those who believe are our spokespersons. As long as there is one person who chooses to believe in us and is cured in the next six months, then we won't have to worry about no one believing. No matter how dangerous this world is, no one wants to see God so early!"

Meng Zhiling said this confidently, not worried at all about the problem she mentioned.

"Okay, there's no rush anyway." He Sui nodded. She was working with Meng Zhiling, and she didn't believe that she couldn't promote MQ to the sky.

I talked about work with He Sui for a while until it gradually darkened.

Although it is spring, there is no spring in the seaside city. It is still chilly and the nights come especially early.

He declined the offer to have dinner with He Sui and returned home.

"Qiao Surong..." Meng Zhiling shouted loudly in the room. The air was filled with an angry atmosphere, which made Qiao Surong frown.

Sure enough, she would definitely cause trouble for herself when she came back.

He stood up slowly, and before he could walk over, Meng Zhiling came out of the guest room angrily.

"Qiao Surong, where are they?"

"How should I know? I have hands and feet. I can go wherever I want. The world is so big, and anywhere can be my home!" Qiao Surong sat down again, leaning comfortably on the sofa, and answered indifferently.

"Qiao Surong, how could you bear to do this when he was so seriously injured?" Meng Zhiling looked at him with disdain. For the first time, she felt that this jealous man was unreasonable.

"How could I have the heart to do that? Tell me, when you came back just now, you ignored me and ran straight into the guest room. Do you think I felt good about it? How could you have the heart to do that?" Qiao Surong stood up and said in an accusing tone, but he did not raise his voice and did not seem to want to argue.

"I, I'm worried about my injured patients." Meng Zhiling was speechless and said weakly.

"Okay, even if that's the case, even if I don't care, but your patient is gone. What gives you the right to yell at me and act like you don't believe me?"

Qiao Surong pressed on step by step, looking at Meng Zhiling with resentment and innocence, his eyes as sincere as a child who really didn't steal the candy.

"Okay, I was wrong. I shouldn't have doubted you, but he was so seriously injured, where could he go?" Meng Zhiling frowned and had no intention of arguing with Qiao Surong.

"I don't know. He didn't say anything when he left, not even thank you!" Qiao Surong looked up at the ceiling, unable to tell whether his words were true or false.

"Idiot, you did a good thing, but who gave you the courage to offend the people there?" In front of the weak phantom stood a person wearing a black mask. Even the voice was processed, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

He was dressed in a black robe, and his appearance was as depressing and terrifying as his voice, exuding a dark aura.

"I'm sorry, master!" Phantom said respectfully with his head lowered, his hands trembling, not knowing whether it was because of fear or physical weakness.

"What's the use of saying sorry? Since you can't be of any use to me now, just disappear forever, so as to avoid becoming enemies with that place because of one person!" As the masked man spoke, his hands behind his back began to mobilize energy, preparing to let the phantom leave without any pain.

"Master, don't!" Suddenly, a girl in flowing white clothes flew into the magnificent hall and knelt beside the phantom.

"Master, please forgive Phantom this time for all he has done for us. No one is perfect!" The woman spoke in a delicate voice, but her words were very majestic.

"Shuang'er, what are you doing here?" The masked man's eyes seemed to relax a little under the mask. When he saw Shuang'er, the energy in his hands dissipated, and he did not intend to take action in front of her for the time being.

"Master, if Phantom really cannot be let go this time, Shuang'er is willing to take the punishment for him!" Shuang'er directly stated her purpose and knelt respectfully, as if she would not get up until her petition was successful.

The phantom beside her looked at the floor indifferently, as if he didn't appreciate Shuang'er's enthusiasm and kindness at all.

"You bastard, this is outrageous. Even you are threatening me. Who do you think you are!" The masked man looked at Shuang'er's sincere eyes, and was instantly moved. He immediately waved his hand, and a bright red palm print appeared on Shuang'er's face.

Even though her face was burning with pain, Shuang'er still knelt there stubbornly, still looked at the masked man stubbornly, and still refused to give in.

"It's my business, don't meddle in it, just go away!" Phantom glanced at the wound on Shuang'er's face out of the corner of his eye. It would be a lie to say that he was not moved.

So he spoke lightly again, trying to use his ingratitude to make her go away and prevent her from suffering any unnecessary disaster.

"Hmph, you want me to leave? No way, Phantom, you coward. You said you would marry me, so where have you been all these years?" Shuang'er turned her gaze to Phantom.

She didn't feel any pain on her face just now, but when she saw the haggard face of the phantom, her pretended strength collapsed in an instant and tears flowed like a spring.

However, her straight body was still not affected by her mood at all. Looking at her stubborn look, people felt a little bit of admiration and a little bit of heartache.

"Phantom, let me ask you, today you have three choices. One is to die, and Shuang'er will die. The third is to marry Shuang'er and never leave Qianhe Mountain. Please think about it and answer me!"

The masked man looked at Shuang'er who was crying and his expression changed slightly, so he gave Phantom a choice.

"Don't think about it, I choose to die!" Phantom said firmly. Until now, he has not turned around to look at Shuang'er beside him.

"So you'd rather die than marry me, Phantom?"

After the phantom answered, Shuang'er seemed to hear the sound of her own heartbreaking. She changed from stubbornness to resentment, and looked straight at his resolute profile.

"Okay, then I'll grant your wish today!" The masked man roared angrily, and at the same time a sharp sword appeared in his hand. The sword energy was compelling, and on the blade, it seemed as if there were many undead souls shouting and reveling.

"No!" When the sword was about to pierce Phantom's heart, Shuang'er suddenly flew in front of Phantom and stood in front of her, with the sword pointing straight at her throat.

Fortunately, the masked man stopped his actions immediately, otherwise, he would have done something that he would regret for the rest of his life.

"Shuang'er, you are still protecting him even after this? There are so many good men in the world, why do you have to be so stubborn? Why do you put so much pain on a person who doesn't even care about you in his heart?" The masked man's voice was hoarse, and his tone was full of helplessness.

The corners of Shuang'er's mouth rose slightly, and a beautiful smile spread across her lips.

"This is probably the most wonderful thing about love. No one can explain what it feels like, but we just like each other. Even though there are countless people in the world who are better than him, he is the best in my eyes, and I only want him!" Shuang'er looked at the masked man, still stretching out her arms to protect the phantom behind her.

The masked man looked at Shuang'er in front of him, shook his head helplessly, pulled her away, and stood beside him.

"Phantom, I ask you again, are you willing to marry Shuang'er? This is my last chance."

"Master, please, don't force him anymore, and don't embarrass me anymore. I know he won't marry me, but I won't watch him die. If you still insist on letting him die, then Shuang'er is willing to accompany brother Phantom on his last journey to the underworld!" As Shuang'er spoke, a dagger that came out of nowhere was already against her neck. The determination in her eyes showed her resolve.

"Shuang'er, are you relying on the fact that I usually pamper you and really don't dare to do anything to you?" The masked man was furious, but he didn't dare to act rashly, because he knew how similar Shuang'er's personality was to his own, and she was definitely a person who did what she said.

"Shuang'er, why are you doing this?" Even the most indifferent person would be a little touched when seeing others do this for them.

Phantom was not unmoved, but was worried that irrelevant people would be hurt because of himself.

What's more, Shuang'er and I grew up together. I still remember that cute little girl who followed me around every day, calling me "Brother Phantom" and sticking to me all day long. She even slept in the same bed with me. So, when we were little, it was easy for us to promise each other something important for the future, even if we knew we wouldn't be able to fulfill it in the future.

But he never knew that this girl had kept those playing-house vows in her heart since she was a child, and had kept them for so many years.

"Yes, that's a good question. Why should I do this? Because I love you, Brother Phantom. Compared to asking you to marry me, I want to make you happy and let you live more. When I was sick that year, didn't you ask me to persevere and said that nothing was more important than living? Do you still remember?" Two lines of clear tears flowed on Shuang'er's snow-white cheeks. The more she spoke, the more desolate and sad she became.

"Okay, now you can go. From now on, you are no longer a member of Qianhe Mountain. You will no longer have anything to do with Qianhe Mountain. Your life or death in the future will have nothing to do with Qianhe Mountain." The masked man looked at Shuang'er and became more and more excited. The dagger in his hand had already cut a long gash on her neck. Blood had seeped out, which was terrifying to look at.

"But, from now on, Shuang'er, you are not allowed to leave Qianhe Mountain, no matter whether you are alive, old, sick or dead! This is the price you have to pay for protecting him!" The masked man said coldly to Shuang'er as the phantom stood up, and then he waved his sleeves and left.

Shuang'er pursed her lips, her hand slipped, and the dagger fell to the ground with a clang. Tears of excitement and disbelief welled up in her eyes. Let that deep affection be buried forever on this high Qianhe Mountain.

"Brother Phantom, take care!" Shuang'er murmured as she looked at Phantom's back. This might be the last time they would see each other in this life. She looked at his tall back greedily until he disappeared at the end of the corridor.