It takes six hours to fly directly from the airport closest to the Three Gorges. Chang Hao looked out through the porthole of the Oroin family plane. The lights intertwined by the city and streets continued to shrink until they could no longer be seen.

The Star of the Century is an illegally modified surface ship, so naturally it cannot leave a handle. Hathaway launched a self-destruction procedure when he left, allowing the 6,500-ton steel giant beast to sleep at the bottom of the Yangtze River forever. All naval sailors returned to the UK with a special plane, leaving no evidence.

The medical team that accompanied the special plane was exactly the same as Hathaway said before. They did have the world's top medical technology, so they even had the ability to open a separate sanitary room for Chang Ge on the special plane.

Chang Hao sat quietly in the sanitation room, with Chang Ge's hand in front of him, silently regulating her body with his spiritual power along the meridians. This is a very hard job.

"Miss Chang Ge's injury was not serious. It was just a coma caused by excessive activation of spiritual consciousness. After resting for a moment, Mr. Chang Hao would not have to worry."

Hathaway, wearing a blanket, saw Chang Hao staying by the bedside and brought a cup of hot tea to drive away the cold.

"I will remember this favor in my heart." Chang Hao took the teacup, looked up and smiled, "Just call me Chang Hao, don't call Mr. Chang Hao anymore, it's too disgusting."

Hathaway was slightly stunned and then smiled.

When the plane arrived in London it was already early in the evening. Chang Ge, who was still in a coma when he got off the plane, was already full of energy again. The housekeeper of the Oroin family had already been waiting at the airport. As soon as the plane got off, the brother and sister got on the throne that was airlifted back to the UK first.

The convoy left London Heathrow Airport and did not enter the city of London, but plunged into the night outside the suburbs. Chang Hao was a little strange. The convoy quickly entered a small town. As a magnificent castle gradually appeared in his spiritual mapping, he looked incredibly at Hathaway's side face in the front row.

Hathaway's face was filled with a proud smile, "Welcome to Windsor Castle."

Located in Windsor Town, Berkshire, southeast of England, Windsor Castle is a symbol of the British royal family and the back garden of the Queen of England. One thousand rooms, hundreds of professional service staff, and billions of pounds of paintings and exquisite furnishings make the place full of aristocratic atmosphere.

Only then did Chang Hao realize that Hathaway was actually a duke of the British royal family.

He suddenly realized that Windsor Castle has always been the queen's palace, which means he will meet the queen later? It's too sudden in the middle of the night, right?

"The Queen will live in Buckingham Palace during this period, and it will take a while before she will come back." Hathaway saw the nervousness on Chang Hao's face and explained with a smile: "Besides, moving into Windsor Castle is the queen. After all, the Oroin family and the British royal family have always had a close relationship. I know that practitioners in the East have the habit of recuperation, so they took the initiative to help you turn off many troublesome noble meetings."

"You really saved my life. You want me to learn the elaborate European etiquette. I would rather go back to the Three Gorges now and fight with the group of underwater monsters for another 300 rounds." Chang Hao sat in the back seat and breathed a sigh of relief.

Rao Changhao is already a monk in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He was exhausted and underwater fighting a few hours ago. The only thing he thought about now was to have a good sleep.

The next morning, the warm sunshine of England awakened the ancient castle from the morning light. Chang Haolei couldn't stand it and practiced after practicing on the balcony that could enjoy the east side of the castle. The sun shone on his side face. He touched his cheeks and it was still hard to believe that he was still fighting his life under the Yangtze River last night, but this morning he woke up at Windsor Castle, which had received countless heads of state. Life is really wonderful.

Just in a daze, the butler knocked on the door and delivered the most authentic European aristocratic breakfast.

The soft bread that I just baked in the morning was served with fried egg pastry and fruit salad, and a cup of fresh milk that was rushed from a nearby ranch. Everything was just perfect, making people feel comfortable and unable to find any problem.

As for Chang Ge, who was unwilling to be bored in the castle, he watched her and Hathaway take a car on the balcony to Baker Street in London. After all, Chang Ge said a long time ago that he wanted to see what the residence of Sherlock Holmes was like in Conan Doyle's writings.

As the saying goes, work and rest are combined. Chang Ge has worked so hard for so long, and it is time to take a vacation. As for her safety issue? Chang Hao only hopes that there will never be a blind guy who is provoked to her, otherwise Hathaway will wipe their butts again.

After the breakfast butler left, Chang Hao closed the door and gently stroked the storage ring. He saw a blue light flashing in the room. The blue sword was in his hand. The sword body was like jade, and the moving light was like a dream. He fell into thought for a moment.

Although the old man did not tell him clearly, the heavy sense of responsibility always pressed on his shoulders. The old man could protect their brother and sister for a while but not for a lifetime. The strength of extraterrestrial civilization was proved thousands of years ago, but this time, the human race had no longer protected the emperor. It was not possible to deal with the next catastrophe of heaven and earth by relying solely on the old man and the demigod of the Oroin family.

Unless this world, another existence like a human emperor is born.

Chang Hao shook his head with a self-deprecating voice. This era is too unrealistic.

Now there are only two ways to put Chang Hao in front of him.

First, after he has achieved success in his cultivation, he will look for his parents to support the earth.

But this idea was quickly rejected by him. You must know that even if he was as strong as his parents back then, he was forced to divide the earth into two bodies by foreign civilizations, which continued the human race until now. Moreover, the old man had no intention of finding his mother star. It was obvious that he knew that his parents were unable to protect themselves.

Second, they are working hard to practice and have started this mess by themselves.

However, Chang Hao always felt even more unreliable when he thought about this path carefully. Now the spiritual power of the earth is so thin that the old man can absorb light by just sniffing his nose. It is not enough to give birth to a powerful man who can save the world-class level.

Although both seem to be dead, Chang Hao was not depressed because he believed in the old man and would never let their brother and sister come to the UK with a targetless goal.

Just as he was sitting by the bed thinking this way, the sword in his hand suddenly broke free from his control, the tip of the sword was suspended down in the air, and the sword light flowing from the sword body was as if it was breathing.

"I can't tell that although you are not young, you are quite righteous. This planet is hard to protect itself, and you are still thinking about how to protect it."

The tender voice sounded out of thin air in my mind, and Chang Hao was stunned.

As the sword light surged and filled the entire room and then dissipated, a little boy who was barely as tall as Chang Hao's knees walked out of the light. He was dressed in the ancient child costume of Jiuzhou, with tender hands and feet, but his eyes were flashing with extraordinary sophistication.

"I am the sword spirit of this sword, you can call me Yuehong." The little boy smiled slightly, "After thousands of years, we finally meet again, little master."
Chapter completed!