Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor! Chapter 321 - You Must Become Stronger

Chapter 321: You Must Become Stronger

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
In the Qin household, Sun Zhilan tilted her head, not understanding why these three people, who were perfectly fine just a few seconds earlier, were crying all of a sudden.
She slowly walked over to Qin Mian and reached out to dry his tears, then consoled him, “Big brother Mian, don’t cry anymore. Baobao will wake up if you continue crying.”
Qin Mian looked at his confused wife and couldn’t help hugging her. He whispered, “Baobao is gone, our Baobao is gone.”
A 40 year old, 21 year old, and an 18 year old were all crying like children at this moment.
At the other side, Qin Jiaojiao watched as the Qin house became farther and farther away. She was elated; she had successfully escaped, she survived. But Qin Jiaojiao, whose eyes were full of hope, had no idea that she was merely being transferred from one devil’s hands to another. She was moving from one hell to another, even more horrifying hell.
Lin Bai quickly brought Qin Jiaojiao back to the villa. In the villa, Lin Qing and the rest had already packed up. Yun Huan was seated on the sofa, putting a thick cloak on Qin Yi with gentleness in his eyes.
“Boss, I’m back.”
Lin Bai threw Qin Jiaojiao next to Chuchu as he informed Yun Huan.
Yun Huan patiently straightened the cloak for Qin Yi, stroked her black hair, and kissed the forehead of the person in his embrace. “Qiqi, we’ll be going to a new home. Are you happy?”
Qin Yi’s phoenix eyes remained tightly shut, no signs of life present.
Qin Yi didn’t respond and Yun Huan didn’t say anything either. He merely carried Qin Yi, then walked out in the snow while Lin Bai and the others followed behind him.
Lin Qing looked at Wang Wenwen and the other two people who followed them silently and asked doubtfully, “You guys really want to come along with us?”
Leaving the base meant that they would be homeless, forced to wander from place to place – why would they want that?
Chen Yaping smacked Lin Qing’s shoulder impatiently, and Lin Qing, who had coarse skin and thick flesh, clenched his teeth in pain.
“Why is a big man like you so wishy-washy, let’s just go, I’ve already decided to follow you guys.”
Wang Wenwen and Qiu Chuxue didn’t say anything, but their resolute gazes made it very clear. Wherever Qin Yi went, they would follow.
“Got it, I was just casually asking. You’re such a strong, strange woman. Be careful, you might not be able to find a husband in the future.” Lin Qing’s mumblings slowly disappeared with the wind and snow as the shadows of these people turned blurry.
Heavy snow was still falling and white snowflakes danced in the air with the wind. Everyone was huddled at home and refused to go out. When people saw such a heavy snow, they were worried.
When was the apocalypse going to end? Would they really survive?
At the Qin household, Qin Hanyu stood by the window and watched the snowflakes fall from the sky. Qin Hanmo walked over and draped the shirt in his hand over Qin Hanyu’s shoulder.
His hair was drenched and there were still some snowflakes on his eyelashes.
“Big brother, it’s cold here, let’s close the window.”
Qin Hanyu didn’t move as the snowflakes flew in, seeping into his ice-cold heart. After awhile, he finally spoke up, “They’ve left, right?”
Qin Hanmo’s eyes were red, but he suppressed the tears and nodded. When he recalled that Qin Hanyu couldn’t see it, he quickly said, “En, they’ve left.”
Younger sister had gone too.
Qin Hanyu’s voice was indifferent, “That’s good, that’s good. Leave this sad place.”
“Big brother,” Qin Hanmo choked.
Qin Hanmo turned around, snow falling behind him and his eyes blurred by tears. He couldn’t see his older brother’s expression, only able to hear the strength in his voice as he stated, “Hanmo, you must become stronger.”
Snowflakes were dancing in the air and a layer of snow had accumulated on the ground and the rooftop. The snowy white color seemed to have covered the last bit of darkness, burying any trace of the past.