In Chen Han's mind, the familiar rough face and the conversation that lingered in his ears resurfaced.

“…… I knew you were going to be a great night watchman...... I can't be wrong. ”

"I'm so weak, I can't do anything but stand behind them and watch them fight with their own eyes with their wounds......"

“…… You still have a long time to grow, and one day, you will take on the future of the Night's Watch as a senior......"

At the time, it sounded like Li Deyang's words to comfort him, but now that he tastes it carefully, the meaning is completely different.

After the return of Anta County, after a period of time, Commander Zuo took the initiative to find the 332 squad and met Chen Han, Chen Han didn't know what the power in his body represented at that time, and he didn't realize it until he finished chatting with Zuo Qing...... He has become an agent of the Emperor of Xudu.

Since Li Deyang left, that period of time alone in Anta County was Chen Han's tempering, and it was also Li Deyang's assessment of him.

And Chen Han proved with practical actions that Li Deyang did not look at the wrong person.

"Two years...... Lin Qiye felt the aura of the "Klein" realm coming from Chen Han's body, and emotion appeared in his eyes.

In two years, from the "pool" realm at the end of the night watchman's crane to the "Klein", this speed is really appalling, and this also shows how much work Li Deyang has put into him.

Of course, if it weren't for Lin Qiye, who had been sleeping in Japan for two years, he would have broken through to this realm by now.

"How's it going?"

Lin Qiye and Chen Han talked about the old days, and turned to ask Shao Pingge.

"It's not started yet." Shao Pingge smiled, "Now, it's your students who are undergoing the experience. ”

Lin Qiye closed his eyes and spread out his spiritual power, with his current realm, the range of spiritual power perception could almost cover Shangjing City, and he instantly captured the movements of every recruit.

Now among the more than 600 recruits in Shangjing City, nearly 200 people have taken the initiative to discover or passively encountered the "mystery", but most of these "mysteries" that jumped out first are miscellaneous fish that do not reach the "Sichuan" realm, and most of the recruits are in groups of three or two, even if they are against these "mysteries", they have not fallen into danger.

"If I knew you were coming back, I should have pulled you over to help." Shao Pingge smiled, "With you, it is more convenient for us to monitor the movements of the whole city." ”

Lin Qiye's [Mortal Dust Divine Domain] has a wide range of spiritual perception, which is not a secret in the eyes of the higher-level of the night watchman.

"Am I not here?" Lin Qiye said with a smile while monitoring the whole city.

"She's really back?"

"Hmm."

"Did she ask me?"

"I asked, Instructor Yuan said that you went on a business trip and couldn't come back for the time being."

Shao Pingge nodded slightly, his eyes fell back to the silent city in front of him, and after a long time, he sighed.

"If everything goes well, I can rush back for a reunion dinner before Chinese New Year's Eve night tomorrow...... Chen Han, let's go together then? Just take this opportunity to get everyone familiar with you. ”

Chen Han hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay." ”

“…… Hey? Lin Qiye blinked, looked up at the sky, and reached out to pinch a falling snowflake, "It's snowing......"

Chen Han and Shao Pingge looked up at the same time.

Under the dark night sky, snowflakes fall from the heavy clouds, drifting over the sleepy city and dotting the deserted streets with the cold evening breeze.

The night sky is vast and the snow is fluttering.

"The first snow in Beijing is coming." Shao Pingge reached out to catch a snowflake, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, "It's really timely." ”

Slowly, the snowflakes falling in the sky became bigger and denser, and a heavy snow that was hurrying by the tail of the end of the year was brewing silently among the heavy clouds.

Under the snowy night sky, three figures looked down at the sleeping city at their feet, silent.

Snowflakes fell on their shoulders,

Gradually, turning them into three snowmen,

Like the patron saint of the city.

Between the heavy snowfall, even Lin Qiye himself didn't realize that he was guarded by those three snowmen in Cangnan back then, and now he has become the patron saint of thousands of living beings.

……

Bell ——!!

The blade of the dagger slashed through the back of the rotting figure, and a strong stench came over the face.

The figure roared angrily, turned his head sharply, and slapped his blurred palm directly towards Fang Mo's face.

Fang Mo's body jumped on the ground a few times with dexterity, avoiding the dark green claws, his eyes fixed on the injured rotting figure in front of him, and he clenched the short knife under his fist with his backhand, like a wild cat ready to fight.

Attacked by Fang Mo twice in a row, the rotten figure seemed to be beaten out of anger, gave up escaping, and instead stared at Fang Mo angrily, stretched out his hands, and stabbed his sharp fingertips into his heart.

As the fingertips penetrated, the gurgling green liquid accompanied by an extreme foul smell flowed out of the heart and spread rapidly on the deserted streets.

Fang Mo's brows furrowed, only to feel an unprecedented feeling of nausea welling up in his heart, he cut off a corner of clothing with a knife, blocked his nose, and then his body shook, and continued to rush towards the rotten figure.

As the dark green liquid spread, wisps of white smoke rose from the concrete road, and the sound of stabbing corrosion rang out one after another.

Fang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, the soles of his feet stepped the ground, and his body jumped up from the road lightly, landed on the top of the towering street lamp, and turned around with the help of his strength, and slashed directly at the face of the rotten figure from the air!

Under the dim street lamp, a flash of knife light flashed in an instant.

The blade of the short knife cut through the neck of the rotten figure, and dark green blood gushed out, Fang Mo seemed to have been prepared for this, and the puddle of liquid on the ground on his toes rose lightly again, and his breath fell dozens of meters away.

That momentary pause had made a hole in the tip of his shoe, but it didn't hurt his toes.

As the head of the rotting figure fell, the "mystery" of this "pool" realm completely lost its vitality, and just when Fang Mo breathed a sigh of relief and was about to take off the clothes in his nose, a cold cold light flashed out of the alley on his side!

The second "mysterious"?

Fang Mo's pupils contracted suddenly, and relying on his super dynamic vision and reflexes, his body quickly retreated backwards, avoiding his vital point.

Even so, the cold light sliced through his arm, cutting a deep streak of blood, and the dripping blood splattered out and fell on the concrete floor.

A rich fragrance emanates from the center of the foam!

"Oh no......" Fang Mo's face suddenly sank.