"So...... One last question, you have the name of your denomination. ”

Fang Xian's heart secretly shook.

In this world, there are too many secret existences, special ancient gods, sleeping primeval rulers.

Even the headquarters of the Secret Keeper does not have a complete genealogical record.

And now, he seems to have discovered a very strange order.

This silver-masked man is definitely a strong man, and if he goes against the Secret Keepers, they may not be able to cope with it.

"Bishop of the Creator, you can call me 'Silver Wing'!"

Mr. Silverwing saluted to his chest, and his body sank into the void.

This time, Fang Xian didn't intercept it again.

He looked around, suddenly sighed, activated the key, and returned to the villa.

Love was still there, with Mr. Walter lying next to him.

Everyone else fainted, not knowing how long they were going to sleep.

"Finally...... What happened? ”

Love had completely reined in the ghoul symptoms on his body, and when he saw Fang Xian coming back, he opened his mouth to ask, his voice dry.

"It's nothing, a heretic rescued it...... Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders and suddenly smiled: "What you want to ask, isn't this it?" ”

"Why are you attacking the branch? You...... Has it fallen? Sure enough, Love stared at Fang Xian with a complicated look and asked.

"To deal with that pesky old man, it's as simple as that." Fang Xian spread his hands: "As for the secret keepers, I don't have any hostility. ”

Love let out a long sigh of disbelief: "A few months ago, you were an ordinary person...... Your talent is amazing. Next...... What are you going to do? ”

"This, it should be me asking you......" Fang Xian said amusedly, "If you choose to surrender to the Secret Keeper, I will flee as soon as possible...... Also, when you die, I will lay flowers on your grave. ”

"I ......"

Love looked at his palm.

Although it was covered with human skin, he could clearly feel the 'inhuman' hidden underneath.

It is ironic that an investigator whose lifelong ambition is to keep secrets and protect ends up degenerating into an outlier.

"I ...... I want to go out and walk alone, maybe before, I cared too much about something, living for others, this time, I want to live for myself. Love took a deep breath and made a decision.

"Good."

Fang Xian bowed, he originally wanted to pull Love into his own sect, but now that he thinks about it, forget it.

He stepped aside, picked up the hapless Walter, and decided that it would be better to hypnotize him into forgetting what had happened during this time.

"What about you? Are you ready to stay among the Secret Keepers forever? ”

Love looked at Fang Xian hypnotizing Walter and asked.

"Me? I'm probably going to break away from the Secret Keeper and start pursuing the real goal......"

Fang Xian replied.

His goal has never changed, that is, to regain his power and take another step on the road to eternal life!

The wealth of knowledge he had gained from the Secret Keeper's Headquarters had given him a certain idea.

……

"Congratulations on your discharge, Vivien!"

Vivien was dressed as a lady and had to maintain a polite and hypocritical smile to deal with the guests.

Thankfully, the bandage on her arm was finally removed and she was discharged from the hospital.

For this reason, her parents also held a banquet to celebrate.

Well, Vivian's family is quite well-off, her father is a professor of history at Shemir University, known for her archaeology, and her mother is the only daughter of a wealthy man.

The combination of knowledge and wealth bears the sweet fruit of love.

At least, Vivien felt that her parents were doing well.

Under the influence or leadership of her father, Vivien has been interested in some strange records of history since she was a child.

I just don't know why, her father has always been strongly opposed to her access to this content, and even did not allow her to enter the study to study those very rare materials in the field of historiography.

But it doesn't matter.

Vivien has enough pocket money to search for all the information she wants.

Her older brother Joan played an important role in these operations.

Although most of the items brought back were fakes, and they almost defrauded my sister of her pocket money, there was one that was genuine, and it was enough to pay back the ticket price.

After dealing with everyone, Vivien made an excuse to go back to her room and lock the door.

Closing the curtains, Vivien eagerly tapped her fingers on the table in a very peculiar rhythm.

It was the agreed code, and the gentleman she had met had taught her how to summon her messenger while she was recuperating in the hospital.

Vivien felt her inspiration touched, and she looked into the corner of the room.

There, a whirlpool was forming, and a wind-chasing hound ran out, opening its mouth wide and spitting out a thick letter.

She took the envelope, praised the messenger, sat upright, and began to study the information on the letterhead with the same attitude as she treated the entrance exam.

"Dear Lady Vivien, the mentor has contacted me again, and he has taught me a set of ways to maintain my sanity, called the 'Spiritual Seal', which I find very effective, and I will share it with you below......"

This is a letter from Smith.

'Fantastic...... I'm worried about the inevitable sliding of my spirit into darkness after casting the spell...... The knowledge of the teacher is really rich and profound, are all the apostles of our Lord so powerful? ’

Vivien's eyes almost popped up with little stars.

'Mentor', that's the code name they gave to that gentleman together.

The other party connected the believers who were originally like isolated islands, and taught them the knowledge of summoning messengers and maintaining reason, and their character was as noble as a saint.

Knock knock!

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Startled, Vivien hurriedly hid the letter and messed up her clothes before she opened the door and said dissatisfiedly, "It's not a gentleman's act to disturb a lady's change of clothes. ”

She had already guessed who it was.

Sure enough, a red-haired young man stood at the door, looking slightly embarrassed: "Vivian...... Congratulations on your recovery, huh...... Actually, I have a piece of news that I would like to share with you. ”

He is Joan, Vivien's older brother, a mischievous mischievous.

"What's the matter? Don't show off to me how many girlfriends you've had again......" Vivien rolled her eyes: "Otherwise, I'll tell them one by one about the ugly thing you burned the hair of the old director when you were a child and was spanked by your father......"

"Not this ......"

Joan shook her hands wildly: "I mean to say ......"

He leaned closer and lowered his voice, "The one you're most interested in...... My father recently auctioned off a copy of Haimin's diary, and he is locked in his study, studying the ...... without sleep or food."

"Seamen, fishermen? They still have a diary or something? Vivien expressed her surprise.

"Our father still has this eye, it must be a big man among the sea people...... It is of great value for studying the history of fishermen in ancient times. Joan blinked: "I hope you like my gift!" ”