"The Resurrection Scepter is an artifact." Jun Shang's evil voice was low: "The artifact, since it is above the human race, Ah Zi is a human being, so it is naturally useful to her, but it is just ......"

"Just what?" Yin Wushuang asked with a condensed brow.

"The matter of the resurrection scepter, the Church of the Celestial Gods has been preparing for many years, although the artifact is to recognize the Lord by yourself, but if you go to get it, it will inevitably arouse suspicion." There was a certain light in Jun Shangxi's long narrow eyes: "I will help you." ”

"Since the people of hell can't meddle in the matter of the Scepter of Death, you don't have to risk meddling either." Yin Wushuang shook his head: "The resurrection scepter is my own confession, if I can get it, I will get it, if I can't get it, I can't force it." ”

If she doesn't have the chance, she asks the owner of the Resurrection Scepter to do her best.

Seeing that Jun Shangevil was not at ease, Yin Wu flipped his hands behind his back, and took out the jade talisman that Jun Shangevil gave her at the beginning: "You said that as long as I am in danger, you will appear." ”

The king did not continue this topic.

The two hugged each other and slept together.

-

The next day, Monday.

Jun Shangye got up early and made breakfast for three people, and when he saw Yin Wushuang come out after freshening up, his thin lips opened: "Good morning." ”

The feeling of saying it yourself is always stronger than the pale text sent in a text message.

"Good morning." Yin Wushuang replied, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Xuanyuan shallow shallow shallow in the corner, trying not to make his light bulb so bright.

During the meal, Xuanyuan said in a shallow voice: "I'm going to the next city to participate in a training today, and I won't come back to live." ”

Yin Wushuang nodded and asked, "How long will it take?" ”

The "fierce beast" Jun Shangevil showed a kind smile.

Xuanyuan was shallow and sad: "As long as you live, I will go as long as I want!" ”

Yin Wushuang, who was drinking milk, almost squirted out.

The "fierce beast" Jun Shangevil thinks, well, perfect.

After breakfast, Yin Wushuang put on his schoolbag, and Jun Shangxie held a stack of materials in his hand, and went out with Yin Wushuang.

Closing the door, Yin Wushuang looked at Jun Shangxie and found that he was also wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and he was polite.

The king can be cold, evil, and noble, but after wearing glasses, that feeling is ......

Can only be used with a forbidden. To describe.

A special forces king who can shuttle through the fire of guns and artillery suddenly put on his glasses, picked up a textbook and started teaching, which feels very disobedient when he thinks about it.

But on the contrary, the evil king can deduce the role of an elegant professor.

"Are you serious?" Yin Wushuang suddenly thought that he had overlooked: "Why are you Professor Joffrey?" ”

"Your Excellency, you shouldn't doubt your man." Jun Shangxiao tied his tie and put on his coat: "Before I retired, the principal of Joffrey had already sent me a letter asking me to become a professor, and this was only one of dozens of invitations. ”

Yin Wushuang was speechless, knowing the prestige of Jun Shangxie in the cultivation world, and knowing that Jun Shangevil was the king of special forces, but he really didn't understand Jun Shangxie's identity as a scholar.

In all aspects, the monarch is excellent.

"Then......" Jun Shangxie relied on his height and long legs, his elbows against the door, and looked at Yin Wushuang under him: "Interested in having an unforgettable division. Are you in love? ”

He is a professor and a teacher, and Yin Wushuang is a student.

Yin Wushuang was full of black lines, walked to the tram stop, Jun Shangxie smiled softly and followed.

There are no luxury cars, no drivers, and two people are crowding the tram in a foreign country.

It was the place to work, and the comings and goings were very crowded, and the king generously protected Yin Wushuang in his arms.

It feels like a normal person.