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

Han Shaoyun, who was being held down by Zhao Wentian,

Looking at the huge, deep blue eye of the storm,

It was swallowed up like that.

just like......

It's as if it never existed.

After the snowstorm, all is calm again!

The surroundings became clear.

The entire 136th squad was revealed, and they all froze in shock.

Han Shaoyun was completely bewildered.

The eye of the storm!

Such a large eye of the storm

He coughed up a mouthful of blood due to the depletion of his mental energy.

The two suddenly appeared on the top of a tall building.

"Smoking?"

Zhao Wentian took out two cigarettes and lit them.

He stuffed one into Han Shaoyun's mouth and gave the other to himself.

Han Shaoyun took a drag of his cigarette, a bitter smile on his face, but his expression was extremely distorted.

"Do me a favor, use your eyes to help me suppress... my delirium."

Zhao Wentian's eyes flickered slightly, and a domineering soul power swept through Han Shaoyun's mind.

After a moment, Han Shaoyun finally calmed down and spoke.

"[Whispers] We won't let you go, the Church of the Ancient Gods, and... Medusa certainly won't let you go either..."

Cough cough cough, actually their target this time is you... Half a year ago, your Divine Ruins suddenly opened up, and the Ancient God Church behind it became wary!

So...therefore!

Han Shaoyun coughed twice heavily.

"I don't know what's so special about Cangnan, but!"

Many deities seem to be wary, curious, and even...remarkable about this small Cangnan. If it were Gusu, they would still be..."

At this point, the cigarette in Han Shaoyun's mouth had burned out.

He grabbed Zhao Wentian's hand, blood flowing from his body—blood from the skin shattered by the Kunpeng's attack.

"Just give me a quick death!!"

"If you don't speak, you will die today."

Zhao Wentian turned his head and looked at Leng Xuan, who was carrying a sniper rifle in the distance.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he squatted down and patiently looked at Han Shaoyun, "Do you still have money in your bank card?"

Leng Xuan: Σ(?д?|||)??

Han Shaoyun: ?﹏?

"If you kill me, the 13 here, with the password 666666, is yours."

Han Shaoyun looked extremely pained.

"Is the Ancient God Church really that poor?" Zhao Wentian took the bank card and tossed it to Leng Xuan. "Better than nothing!"

"There's nothing I can do. It's a bit embarrassing, but I have to pay my mortgage, and the night watchman hasn't paid me yet."

Han Shaoyun's expression grew even more pained...

Leng Xuan nodded slightly and said expressionlessly,

"Get started! You heard it too, you're in big trouble now, you need to grow up quickly!"

Zhao Wentian raised the corner of his mouth and lifted the Star Blade.

"Zhao Wentian, don't be impulsive!!"

In the distance, a figure radiating golden light and with flowing robes flew over and stood on the parapet.

Yuan Gang, dressed in spotless military uniform, spoke expressionlessly, "He used to be a Night's Watchman; he should be taken back to the fasting quarters..."

Upon hearing this, Han Shaoyun's lips moved slightly, but his eyes were already filled with despair and pleading.

"Go for it, Wentian!"

Chen Muye, carrying two straight swords, appeared behind Yuan Gang.

"Cangnan, I, Chen Muye, am the rule. Anyone who touches my team members must die."

Yuan Gang sighed, looked at Zhao Wentian, and waved his hand, "Kill them all. But I need to take the bodies with me..."

click-

“Yuan Gang, I have to take this head with me.”

Zhao Wentian shook Han Shaoyun's head, "Haijing, 2, remember to transfer the money..."

Yuan Gang:(-i_-)

"Hey, take it away, take it away! Damn it, I wasn't even here today!"

Yuan Gang turned his head with a look of disgust, looking at Chen Muyi who had drawn his sword, and asked, "Got a cigarette?"

"Zhao Wentian, you're a madman."

Hongying, without anyone noticing, also rushed up to the high-rise building. After seeing that Zhao Wentian was alright, she pounced on him.

"You almost scared me to death! What you just said made me really think you were preparing to... die!!"

"Chen Muyi, your team has struck gold."

Yuan Gang smirked and looked at Chen Muye meaningfully, saying, "Putting him in Cangnan is a waste of his talent!"

Chen Muye smiled and said, "Yes, so you asked Shaopingge to ask me for the person?"

"You knew already?"

Do you think Shaopingge wouldn't tell me?

"Do you agree?"

"He can go anywhere he wants!"

"After a while, I will take him to Beijing, but not to see my captain."

"Oh?"

"He wants to see the Commander-in-Chief!"

Chen Muyi stared intently at Zhao Wentian, then turned to Yuan Gang, "Yuan Gang, Shao Pingge said you're very rich, how about lending me some?"

Yuan Gang: (?ˉ??ˉ??)

.....

Before long, Lin Qiye, Baili Pangpang, Shen Qingzhu and Cao Yuan also arrived at the rooftop.

Cao Yuan happened to see Hongying in Zhao Wentian's arms, and a smile appeared on his lips. He murmured, "I always felt that I got along well with Brother Tian. One Nyx wasn't enough. And who is this young woman?"

Lin Qiye rolled her eyes at Cao Yuan, "That's our Sister Hongying. She won a battle, so it's normal to give her a hug, right?"

Shen Qingzhu narrowed her eyes and tapped her chin. "Is this a hug? You call this a teammate? Sticking so close is a hug?"

"Did Sister Hongying ever hug you?" Baili Pangpang interjected.

Lin Qiye: ......

"Did Nyx ever hug you?" Cao Yuan chuckled.

Lin Qiye felt a pang of sadness in his heart, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

at this time,

Chen Muye received a phone call.

Caller ID: Shaoping Ge.

He quickly moved to the side.

"Ok!"

"We found what you wanted. But why would you buy something so expensive?"

"Never mind that, how much can you lend?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone; no one spoke for a long time.

"Five hundred! Damn it! Consider it your funeral expenses..."

"You idiot, I sold my house in Cangnan and took out all sorts of loans. Just give me a hundred of these..."

"What about your wife and children?"

"The divorce is finalized, and there will be a large sum of money for funeral expenses. You're in charge of that, so hurry up and get it done!"

"You bastard! If I had known you'd gone to that godforsaken place after all those years, I would have stopped you no matter what. Ten years of hard work, all for nothing..."

Chen Muyi held the phone, paused for a moment, looked at Zhao Wentian, Hong Ying, Leng Xuan, and Lin Qiye, then glanced downstairs at Wu Xiangnan, Si Xiaonan, and Wen Qimo, before saying something indifferently.

"Living ten more years, it was worth it!!"

"What do you want to use that thing for?"

"An elder of mine accidentally offended God, and I can't protect him anymore. In a critical moment, I'll save his life—that's my promise to 'his elder'..."

"The stuff will arrive first thing tomorrow morning, you... take care!!"

After hanging up the phone, Chen Muyi looked at everyone.

"By the way, you guys are welcome to come over for dinner tomorrow."

Everyone was stunned.

"Because before, you, along with your friends and that fat guy, were all targets for others, so it wasn't convenient."

Chen Muye pointed to Shen Qingzhu, Cao Yuan, and the fat man. When he saw Yuan Gang, he frowned.

"You should come too. We're going back to training camp soon. I'll cook tomorrow; we still have a few cows and sheep at home..."

Yuan Gang was slightly taken aback and looked at Zhao Wentian.

"Damn it, Old Sun said the recruit rations for four days at the training camp were blown up by a missile, and apparently they flew all the way to Cangnan..."

"However, the Night's Watch's stronghold is difficult for anyone other than a squad to enter..."

Wu Xiangnan walked over and adjusted his glasses.

Come to my house!

Hongying jumped off Zhao Wentian's lap, proudly patting her chest, "My house is quite big..."