Slaying Gods, the agent of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor, starting with the Undying Scripture

"You can just call me Qiye."

Inside the private room, Lin Qiye spoke calmly.

Yan Zhong sat at the table, with two beautiful dancers kneeling beside him, massaging his back.

He's obviously an experienced driver.

Lin Qiye sat on the other side of the counter, his expression unchanged, while the dancer lay in his arms.

He reacted almost immediately and reached out to help the dancer up.

For some reason, she said somewhat shyly, "Brother Yan Zhong... you guys enjoy yourselves, I don't need it."

These dancers are indeed quite good, and their looks are all in the style that modern people find attractive.

However, to be fair, these dancers' skill level is only at the level of accompanying drinks; they lack emotional comfort and substance.

Lin Qiye could guess from this that although Zhao Wentian was the owner here, he probably didn't come very often.

He hadn't expected that Zhao Wentian wouldn't personally train him.

In Lin Qiye's eyes, these people's professional skills were terrible. If it were him, he would guarantee that the Sleeve Dance Studio's revenue would increase three or four times.

In this respect, Zhao Wentian is not as good as me.

Lin Qiye's lips curled up slightly.

(Zhao Wentian: Are you kidding me? If I need to, I'll just go to Olympus and sleep with your mother.)

"What's wrong? Does Qi Ye think they're not good enough?"

Yan Zhong slapped the table and said to the waiter behind him, "Go and bring over some foreign girls with big breasts, slim waists, and tall figures."

"No, no, no, call Xiao Lan here. This is your big boss's son; he absolutely deserves the best..."

Upon hearing this, the waiter was startled, gave Lin Qiye a deep look, and then quickly left.

"Xiaolan?"

For a fleeting moment, Lin Qiye even felt a glimmer of hope. Little Blue? Could it be Jialan?

However, after thinking about it, he realized it was unlikely, because the timing of Garan's appearance was incorrect.

However, he still looked in the direction the waiter had gone, just to see what would happen, but was ultimately disappointed.

"No need." Lin Qiye waved his hand. "Brother, you can do it yourself. I'm not playing."

Yan Zhong frowned slightly, as if he had thought of something. "Could it be that you, Qi Ye, already have a family?"

“This…” Lin Qiye paused for a moment, then grinned, “That’s right, I have a fierce wife at home. If I mess around outside, I’ll definitely be kneeling on durians when I get back.”

Hearing this, Yan Zhong looked at Lin Qiye with pity and did not intend to force him. After all, the Sleeve Dance Hall belonged to their family, and if he wanted to play, it was just a matter of opening his mouth.

Just then, Lin Qiye felt a strange burning sensation in his chest.

He quickly got up and saw the girl in red who had entered the Sleeve Dance Hall about to leave.

Several foreign men led a figure wearing a straw hat out of the neighborhood. The moment Lin Qiye saw this figure, his pupils dilated.

Chloe?!

"I'm leaving now. If my father asks, just say I'm going back to the manor." With that, he ran off in a flash.

Yan Zhong stared blankly at Lin Qiye's figure, then murmured as he looked at Zhan Yuwu, raising an eyebrow slightly, "It seems, if I remember correctly, Xiao Lan... isn't called Xiao Lan, she should be called Jia Lan, right?"

Zhan Yuwu shrugged. "It seems so...."

..........

On Chang'an Avenue.

As the sun sets, its afterglow spills across the earth like a golden veil, casting long shadows that seem like a mysterious link between the earth and the sky.

The once bustling crowds on the streets gradually thinned out, as if by magic.

Shops on both sides of the street began to close up shop, with owners busily packing up their goods and preparing to end their day's business.

However, what's strange is that the people seemed to have received some kind of prior instruction.

They walked into their house in an orderly fashion and never came out again.

The entire city seemed to be shrouded in an invisible force, giving people a sense of inexplicable oppression.

Soon, fewer and fewer people were on the street, with only a handful of pedestrians hurrying by.

Just then, several missionaries walked down the street, dressed in black robes with silver crosses hanging around their necks, looking somewhat out of place with their surroundings.

They watched the scene unfold with curiosity, occasionally whispering and discussing it amongst themselves.

One of the missionaries suddenly let out a loud burp, the sound of which was particularly loud in the empty street.

He patted his belly and laughed as he said to his companions, "It would be much more lively here if there were no curfew."

Another missionary looked at the gradually quieting streets and couldn't help but sigh: "After leaving here, I don't know when we will be able to see such a bustling city again."

"It's a pity that our doctrines cannot be accommodated here," one missionary said regretfully.

Amid the missionaries' sighs, Chloe raised her head, her gaze falling on a crimson star in the sky that was gradually becoming dazzling.

The star emitted an eerie red light, creating a stark contrast with the surrounding night sky.

Chloe's brow furrowed deeply, as if she were filled with wariness towards the star.

"Those stars seem closer now..."

Ode——!

A blur of motion suddenly appeared from behind Chloe, who whirled around.

"who??"

The missionaries quickly surrounded Chloe, full of vigilance.

Lin Qiye's afterimage suddenly appeared, and he walked towards them without changing his expression.

"So powerful!!" Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Lin Qiye, Chloe's expression darkened. "Who are you?"

"Chloe."

Lin Qiye pulled down his collar, and the light of the Holy Covenant shone slightly. "We need to talk."

.....

Inside the main hall of the imperial palace.

After listening to Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, recount the story of the ominous star appearing in the sky and the recent large-scale attack by Cthulhu.

Furthermore, the unusual events in Chang'an triggered the fate of the nation, leading him to ascend into the sky and battle against the main god of the Khrushchev system.

This activated his divine sense!

What shocked Huo Qubing the most was that his maternal uncle Wei Qing and Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, were actually uncle and nephew.

It has been protecting all living beings since the Qin Dynasty.

The purpose is to unite the nation's destiny and gather the power of faith.

Emperor Wu of Han remained silent for a moment, his gaze falling outside the main hall, before turning to Zhao Wentian, "Uncle, Wang Xu is still outside the main hall..."

"Oh, those old fools, they can't sit still anymore..."

Zhao Wentian gently lowered his hand, which had been shaking his head slightly, and the frozen world returned to normal.

Emperor Wu of Han waved his hand, ordering everyone in the hall to leave.

A moment later, an old man slowly approached from outside the hall. He looked like a hermit with an extraordinary air about him.

"Heavenly Venerable." The old man bowed to Zhao Wentian.

Huo Qubing stared wide-eyed at Zhao Wentian in disbelief, “Wang Xu? It’s Guiguzi…Wang Xu?”

Emperor Wu of Han remained silent for a moment, then his gaze fell on the old man. He slowly said, "Guiguzi, tell my experiences to my uncle and the Marquis of Champion."