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

Hongying picked up the colorful plush toy from the bedside table.

She said angrily, "Hey, four years ago... I saved you, and you had Old Zhao deliver it, right?"

Zhao Wentian was taken aback. "It really is!"

Even I didn't expect this thing to last so long.

No wonder when I first entered Hongying's room,

This thing looks familiar...

"If only Old Zhao were still here!"

So, don't act impulsively when things happen, just live well...

Hongying pushed Zhao Wentian outside the door.

The door slammed shut.

Lin Qiye came up from downstairs.

Looking at Zhao Wentian, who seemed to be blushing slightly,

Unable to resist asking, "Did you kiss?"

"Shut up!"

What are you thinking about all day long?

Zhao Wentian shrugged, then looked at the villa across the street and sighed....

"Seven Nights, do you know? 136 adds up to ten, which means perfection..."

Lin Qiye nodded, a smile playing on his lips, and put his arm around Zhao Wentian's shoulder.

"Let's go to sleep, Mom says she wants to see you..."

Zhao Wentian patted his head, "You go to sleep first, I have something to do."

outside the house,

As night fell, snowflakes drifted down.

The north wind howled, and snowflakes filled the air, lingering in the city's streets and alleys.

The rooftop of the villa opposite Hongying

Leng Xuan lay quietly on the ground.

Holding a sniper rifle, he stood like a statue, watching over everything around him.

His sniper scope swept across Xiao Nan's room once more, taking in everything inside.

crunch.

The shoes made a sound as they stepped into the snow.

Leng Xuan turned his head sharply, then froze on the spot.

"Aren't you cold in the middle of winter?"

Chen Muyi, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, walked over and sat down.

"It's not cold," Leng Xuan replied calmly.

“We brought a coat.” Wu Xiangnan, dressed in a black trench coat, sat down on the other side of Leng Xuan and draped the coat over Leng Xuan’s shoulders. All three of them focused their attention on the villa, and a smile appeared on their lips.

"You've already had a drink, why are you still here?" Leng Xuan asked.

"Can't sleep."

"Oh?"

"I heard they went to help Fatty fight tonight? How did it go?"

Leng Xuan paused, a smile playing on his lips. "Very good, especially that brat Wentian. But I trust him completely. Qiye, on the other hand, is like a good boy..."

"I see..." Chen Muye smiled. "Not bad. I taught you how to use a knife, and you taught you how to use a gun. We have two good apprentices."

"No, you have two, I only have one!" Leng Xuan said expressionlessly.

Chen Muye:(￢_￢)

"We've been on guard all day, let us take over tonight."

"Captain, you know they went to the old town, right?" Leng Xuan asked in a low voice.

Wu Xiangnan and Chen Muyi exchanged a glance and gave a wry smile.

“If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute.” Wu Xiangnan pushed up his fogged-up glasses.

“That makes sense. [Weiyang] is very expensive, and there’s a reason why it’s expensive.” Leng Xuan smiled slightly.

"That guy from the Zhao family..."

"It's alright, it's perfectly safe there."

"..."

Silence fell on the roof of the villa.

The three of them sat there quietly, watching over the villa...

Suddenly, two hands reached out from the darkness.

He patted the shoulders of the two people sitting down.

Chen Muyi and Wu Xiangnan suddenly turned their heads.

A stunningly handsome man was laughing at them.

“Ask the Heaven!!”

The two spoke almost in unison.

But in the blink of an eye, they felt a little scared; the speed was so fast that even they didn't notice.

"Why aren't you sleeping? What are you doing out here?"

Wu Xiangnan glared at him, annoyed.

“oioioi...” Zhao Wentian took out four bottles of Jiangxiaobai liquor. “Vice Captain, what are you saying? This is my house!!”

Zhao Wentian unscrewed the cap of the Jiangxiaobai liquor, proudly puffed out his chest, tilted his head back, and took a sip. "My newly bought villa..."

puff--

Chen Muyi choked on his liquor, and his face darkened.

"Why didn't you tell me you were buying a house in Cangnan?"

Zhao Wentian chuckled: "This is a secret between me and Brother Leng Xuan."

I was planning to treat you guys to drinks after the renovations were finished, to watch the three of you put on a melodramatic show on my rooftop, it's so sickening..."

Wu Xiangnan pushed up his glasses, sighed, and the fog on his glasses turned them white with frost.

"Vice Captain, take this and spray your lenses."

Zhao Wentian took out a bottle of defogging fluid for his glasses and tossed it to Wu Xiangnan, saying, "Here, here, don't let the fog block your vision."

However, Chen Muyi kept shaking his head, seemingly lost in thought...

He didn't seem happy at all about Zhao Wentian buying a house.

On the contrary, Wu Xiangnan and Leng Xuan had smiles on their faces.

"How much did you buy it for?" Chen Muye asked.

"Two million!" Zhao Wentian laughed heartily.

"Bullshit." Wu Xiangnan shook his head. "The cheapest one here would cost at least 300 million."

Leng Xuan raised his sniper rifle and said quietly, "It's 200 million!!"

Wu Xiangnan narrowed her eyes, looked at Leng Xuan, and as if she had guessed something, quickly said,

"Yes, but some people I'm close to can definitely buy it for 200 million."

"..."

The four of them chatted casually like this.

Finally, Chen Muyi, slightly drunk, leaned close to Zhao Wentian and asked, "Old Zhao, are you still alive?"

Zhao Wentian neither said yes nor no, only saying, "Captain, if only there were a plate of peanuts..."

.......

Asylum of the Gods.

In the clean courtyard, Nyx, dressed in a black gauze dress, sat on a white chair, swaying gently in the breeze.

She held a pen in her hand and was writing something on the table, stroke by stroke...

"Grandma, it's time to take your medicine." Li Yifei, dressed in a caregiver's uniform, came over carrying a tray.

"it is good."

Nyx nodded obediently, took the medicine, and ate it one by one.

"Xiao Fei."

"What's wrong, Grandma?"

"Can you help me see if this is how the character '问' is written?"

Nix picked up the white paper on the table and, like an innocent girl, smiled happily as she spoke.

Li Yifei peeked out and examined it carefully.

"Yes, Grandma, the character '问' is correct, but the character '天' is wrong. If you write it like that, it becomes the character '干'."

“Chinese characters are really hard to write.” Nyx glared at him, then said calmly, “What do you think… how about I give Danados a few younger brothers? That way you’ll have a few more uncles, and life will be more lively.”

"..."

"Xiaofei, why aren't you saying anything?"

"Grandma, you can still have children?"

“How can you talk to your grandmother like that?” Nyx glared at him, striking a pose befitting an elder. “This time, the grandfather I found has bloodlines that can crush any god in the world… Hmm, it’s settled then.”

"...You're right."

Just as Li Yifei was rolling his eyes and dealing with Nyx, Lin Qiye, wearing a white coat, strode over.

"Danadus, you're back!"

When Nyx saw Lin Qiye, his face immediately lit up with a smile.

"Mother," Lin Qiye stepped forward, "how have you been feeling lately?"

"good very good."

Lin Qiye glanced at the healing progress above Nix's head; it had reached 70%. During this time, it was all thanks to the name "Zhao Wentian." Just writing those three words increased the progress, and recounting his deeds would further increase it as long as Nix was happy...

However, the price has been rising very slowly lately, and relying on writing names and talking about that guy has probably reached its limit...

If I'm not mistaken, we should take Nyx out more often from now on...

Moreover, if he doesn't bring his mother to see him soon, there might be problems.

"Danadus, when will I be able to see your father again?"