Everyone offered a wave of courtesy, and as soon as the heat passed, they returned to their respective beds and began to chat.

As he spoke, the topic returned to Dong Qingtang—Zhou Zhe looked at Chen Qing and asked, "By the way, I recently heard that the Colonel Dong has broken through the second order, is it true, Brother Qing?"

Before Chen Qing could answer, Cheng Zihao shouted, "What's that? How long has it been, and it's been the second order? Can't you?"

"That's it, grapevine, right? Breaking the second order in two months - Niu Breaking is like Senior Sister Shen Nanxi, and it was at this speed back then." Liu Qiang responded and said.

"Well, it's true." Chen Qing took advantage of the interval between their speeches and replied.

"Shhh Cheng Zihao gasped, "Thinking that I was only in the early stage of the first order, I felt like a lemon in my heart. Why is there anyone who has the beauty and the talent?"

Thinking that the girl didn't soak tonight, and his talent was compared again, he wailed while rolling on the bed.

Seeing him acting there, Chen Qing decisively swallowed back the sentence "And I'm also second-order", so as not to attract siege from all sides.

It was Zhou Zhe who added fire to the side: "Brother Hao, don't think about it, the next thing you should think about is that this person with good looks and talent was chased by your roommate......

"Ahhh I can't take it anymore!" Cheng Zihao shouted, making a gesture to pounce on Chen Qing's bed.

Liu Qiang waved his hand: "Eh~ You sober up and think about our friendship plan. You see that I only have the middle stage of the first order, can't I hold back the acid?"

When Cheng Zihao heard "friendship", he immediately calmed down, but after thinking about it, he came back to his senses and looked at Liu Qiang in amazement:

"What's that? You're all in the middle of the first order?! Okay, you're Liu Qiang, Versailles, I'm right? The old thief has taken his life!"

As he spoke, he changed direction and pounced on Liu Qiang's side, and the two fought, and the tent was filled with a cheerful atmosphere. ……

In the underground garage of the ruins of a city in the Kingdom of Xuan.

A middle-aged man in his forties kneels in front of a mural and makes a prayer gesture.

Surrounded by huge candles, the flames at the top of which were blown by the wind, making the light in the garage flicker on and off, making it look eerie.

Time passed little by little, and at a certain moment when the light dimmed, the shadows in the corners suddenly wriggled and became three-dimensional.

A gloomy man in a black robe stepped out of the shadows, his right hand grasping the shoulder of a woman—a woman with a hood and no cheeks visible.

After the gloomy man was completely out of the shadows, he let go of the woman, walked straight behind the middle-aged man who was praying, and said in a low voice:

"Archbishop, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, but the men brought with you are basically folded in the southwest. It took me a while to bypass the official manhunt and only bring back the Holy Maiden."

The archbishop, who closed his eyes in prayer, opened his eyes the moment he heard the gloomy man's report, but did not respond until he had finished the prayer in his mouth:

"It's not that they're in the southwest, they're just returning to the end ahead of schedule to atone for their past. When their sins are paid off, they will go to the kingdom of God first. All this is the Lord's arrangement......

"Yes, Archbishop. It's that I'm not religious enough to grasp the Lord's will, and I'll go to the Hall of Discipline to receive the chastise." The gloomy man bowed.

"I don't have to be punished...... You've done your job, you've brought back the Holy Maiden, you've done a great job, go down." The archbishop's deep voice echoed in the underground garage.

"Yes, Archbishop." The gloomy man saluted again, turned and walked out of the garage.

At this time, the woman, who was called the Holy Maiden, took off her hood and stepped forward.

It's just that she wears a mask under the hood, and the woman still doesn't show her face even when she faces the archbishop.

The candlelight illuminated her mask, a pure white, unpainted mask with no openings, except for a blood-red paint on the center of her eyebrows with the symbol of the Church of the End.

She pulled out a black notebook from her fanny pack

He handed it to the Archbishop, all the information from the southwest has been compiled."

"Put it down." The archbishop reached out and tapped the ground beside him.

The saint respectfully placed the notebook in the place he had assigned, and then retreated back to where she had stood, without taking her leave.

"Anything else to report?" The archbishop waited for a moment and then asked.

Only then did the saint say a digression: "This trip met the genius who is rumored to be in the younger generation of Xuanguo - Shen Nanxi, very powerful and interesting......

The archbishop immediately understood what she meant: "You want to develop her into the Church?"

"It's hard, but I want to try." The saint nodded.

"The Saint Sect needs more talents for its growth, so you can arrange it yourself. But if you can't get her to believe in my Lord, then send her to her death by the way." The archbishop casually said, "All right, you can go down too."

"Yes, Archbishop." The holy woman saluted, and slowly turned and retreated.

The dimly lit underground garage is quiet again. The archbishop picked up the black notebook beside him and flipped open the cover.

He was about to read it when another footstep was heard behind him.

The footsteps came close enough before disappearing, and a metallic synth sounded, "Your men are back, and it's time for you to pay you."

"Hehe, I've just finished my report, and you're too well informed...... You have your eyeliner among the people involved in the search?" The archbishop chuckled.

"You don't have to test my true identity, we're just going to have a limited collaboration."

Said the man standing behind the archbishop - he was wearing a gray cloak and a gas mask on his head, and the sound was like metal rubbing.

"Okay."

The archbishop responded with only one word, then quickly flipped through the notebook and handed it to the person behind him with condensed spiritual power. ……

On October 31, the actual combat drill of the freshmen of Jiang University officially ended. More than 2,000 teachers and students packed up their things, cleaned the venue, and waited in the main square.

The same kind of military green trucks that had been there drove up again, shoving the students into the body like sardines.

Chen Qing did not escape such treatment this time - because Zhang Xingyao had been removed from his post and had already returned to Lin'an, he could not rub the bus of the student union office staff.

Crowded, bumpy, and smelly, it's a terrible feeling to be in a car. Fortunately, the speed of the car was fast enough, and Chen Qing was sent to the airport without suffering for too long.

Getting out of the car in a daze, Chen Qing regretted it a little, why didn't he use the [Sex Transfer Experience Card] just now - maybe it would be better to take the girls' car?