When I raised my hand to finish, in the darkness, the cold and biting command of the autumn rain came out.

"Please destroy the original backup and write a new backup silently."

I couldn't help but be stunned.

The girl's voice......

Not anyone I know!

The destruction and dictation were completed according to the order, and the new dictation document was sealed under the command of Qiu Yu.

Write the permission code that was granted ten hours ago on the seal.

Lack of people!

Load it into a lockbox!

Then write the sword wielder's code and signature on the seal sheet on the lockbox!

In the next second, Qiu Yu strolled over, took the pen in my hand and carefully signed the seal sheet, marked the date, and shouted coldly: "Code name Shanhai."

"The handover of Butiange is complete."

"Please keep it in mind."

"From now on, Bu Tiange will be permanently sealed!"

After speaking, Qiu Yu closed the lockbox and turned around and went out indifferently.

When I heard this last sentence, I was not only stunned, but then exploded, and my head buzzed!

Permanently mothballed?!

What does this mean?

Bu Tiange to me is over!?

Not to the next sword-bearer?!

What's going on?

Could it be that if Fang Zhou is withdrawn, I, the last sword bearer, will secretly enter the coffin with Bu Tiange?

After I die, the secret of Bu Tiange will be forever in the world?

Wait!

Why does Qiu Yu know that the secret of Bu Tiange will stop at me?

Does her authority ......

Going out with a mushy brain, the spring thunder and autumn rain have been escorted away by the board head one after the other.

At this point, a full thirty-three hours had passed since I entered the general special.

Fighting under the LED lights continuously made my eyes extremely tired, mentally exhausted, and I could barely open my eyes when I was exhausted.

But then, I was subjected to the painful torture of Zhu Yan, the head of Penglai of the Tianjia Army, for several hours.

There is only one torture.

Repeatedly recite the relevant top-secret regulations, emergency codes, and secret codes......

Until you get to the point where you blurt it out in your mind.

This is yet another great torture and painful ordeal!

This verification is very difficult and requires a lot of mental and willpower!

Because, I don't know that I haven't eaten for dozens of hours, and I rely on drinking water.

It was at this time that I remembered what the fifth master said yesterday.

"Sleep well and eat more."

After 20 consecutive verifications, I passed the verification and the ordeal was over.

But Zhu Yan told me: "On the 18th of every month, please go to the Penglai Building of the Tianjia Army to receive relevant content training and assessment."

"If there are special circumstances, we will evaluate you over the phone."

"You will also be subjected to a surprise training assessment."

I tried to open my swollen and sore eyes and hissed, "When will it end?"

The other party looked at me coldly and replied hoarsely than I did, "Until the end of your declassification period!"

"Or, you die!"

You***!

I couldn't help but curse secretly.

As soon as he took over Fangzhou, he stepped on a sinkhole!

I gritted my teeth and screamed in a hoarse voice that I couldn't even hear myself: "I'm only a temporary worker, and I'll leave my post in twenty-five days at most."

The person in charge on the other side stared at his eyes redder than a rabbit and hissed, "One day to hold the sword, all the life to hold the sword!"

Watching the person in charge walk away, I completely found the words to describe my mood!

sword for a day, sword for a lifetime?

This is a sword for a day, a sinkhole!

On the head is the tight spell, and on the head, it is all the sword of the immortals!

It's sadder than being hidden in the dust!

The key point is, I have only been holding the sword for a full time, and it will only be twenty-five days at most!

My task in holding the sword Fangzhou is to prepare for the fall of Shi Lao, and then deal with the remaining assets of Fangzhou.

As for the tasks after that?

Where do I go after that?

Long Guangyao's answer was that he didn't know, and asked me to ask Wang Huipeng!

Hehe!

I'm going to ask Wang Huipeng?

Wang will only ask me to ask Secretary April.

In April, the secretary will inevitably ask me to ask Beiyue!

You***!

Another bottomless sinkhole!

The world's biggest injustice!

This hard life is too bitter!

All of this—

Who is behind the scenes?

Who's behind the scenes?

In the end-

Where do you want to push Lao Tzu?

I stayed up all night studying the eyes of the strange beast in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I didn't sleep well in the dormitory in the family area the next day, and now I haven't closed my eyes for more than 30 hours, and I closed my eyes just after I got in the car.

On this day, I had a lot of strange dreams, and the dreams were full of strange things.

Flying words, talking mountain maps, laughing geological structure maps, and all kinds of other monsters, crying and scolding at me......

And finally the monster's eyes again.

Keep locking me up!

I was woken up hungry.

When I woke up, I didn't know how long I had been asleep, and I was dragged up by Bald Lao Liang to take a shower, wash and change clothes and shoes, and dragged me straight to the Tianjia Army, went through the final entry procedures, and got my own Jiayin dog tag back.

At this point, I have officially become the tenth sword bearer in Fangzhou!

The youngest and last of all time.

Also......

The shortest term!

The only one who has been promoted from zero secrecy to ten secrecy with authority.

Also......

The only sword-bearer who still carries the punishment on his back!

"You want money again?"

"How much? Say it again?" "Two hundred thousand?"

"I don't have any money! One point ......"

Time flies, and the crescent moon overhead is far away from the rising sun in the east and west.

Seeing that the Double Ninth Festival is approaching day by day, the sky in Yandu is slowly turning cold.

As if he was enchanted overnight, the late autumn of Yandu suddenly came unexpectedly.

The hundred-year-old sycamore leaves are like the yellow tobacco leaves of Daliang Mountain flying in the wind, falling all over the hundred-year-old Union Hospital.

As far as the eye can see, there is the desolation of the desert.

A naughty leaf fell, impartially gagged my mouth, full of bitterness.

"Not a single point!"

At the end of the hallway, I viciously crumpled the dead leaf into pieces.

Bald Lao Liang, who had served the five sword wielders next to him, was full of misery and sadness: "I really shouldn't care if you ask for money again. After all, it's your personal money."

"You've paid too much for Fangzhou."