The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

Feeling the pressure released at will by the other side, Xuelinda swallowed her saliva nervously:

"Queen Kesha, I think Lord Prophet and I have reached a consensus, and there should be no need for a second negotiation."

"I am the King of Angels."

"I know."

"Go back to your place."

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Facing the Holy Kesha, Xuelinda couldn't think of anything else. After all, there is a substantial difference between being a king and a person in a high position. Although Shen Xian also felt a sense of coercion, he was by no means as scary as the Holy Kesha.

Holy Kesha was not surprised that Xuelinda would have thoughts about Shen Xiang. Shen Xiang just had a cold and aloof appearance. Leng Buding seemed to have a sense of calmness and self-reliance, but in fact, as long as he approached him without any malice, he would basically No lethality.

Shen Xang didn't care what Holy Kesha and Xuelinda would talk about. He was only focused on tasting the fruits of Ruoning's labor.

"Sure enough, no matter how much I make it, it won't taste as good as yours. Alas, what will I do if I don't have you in this future life?"

Ruoning didn't understand Shen Xang's lament. She had been guarding Shen Xang for so many years. There was nothing to worry about. Except for death and Shen Xang's rejection, there was no force that could drive her away from Shen Xang.

"Don't worry, I won't leave."

"Does it count?"

"You won't catch me if you don't count. There is no place in this world that you can't count."

Shen Yang thought for a while and shook his head: "If you really want to leave, there is a high probability that I won't be able to catch you."

"I have no reason to leave you. Protecting you is my lifelong mission."

Ruoning's tone was calm, as if she was just stating an understandable fact. A pair of clear eyes clearly reflected Shen Xing's appearance. She didn't know when her emotions were closely related to the person in front of her. She would feel proud of his success. Happy, but also angry that he is sad.

Neither Holy Kesha nor Tianji King Hexi understand Shen Xiang. What they see is Shen Xiang's half-accommodation to them. Only she has seen the most real him.

When Shen Xing noticed Ruoning's thoughts, he was a little confused. Did Ruoning mean understanding all his hobbies and habits? That being said, it's really scary.

"Ruoning, while we still have plenty of time, come with me to go around the Hailuo River."

"I advise you not to. Queen Keisha will be very worried about your safety."

Shen Yang waved his hand: "If I follow Kesha's request, I'd better not leave the door or take a step forward."

"But."

"It'll be fine if we come back before her negotiations are over. If you're particularly worried, I can go by myself."

"Let's go together."

Ruoning sighed, Queen Kesa really couldn't blame her for turning her elbows outward, so she couldn't just watch Shen Xi, the sweetheart, go out and wander around on his own.

Shen Xang took Ruoning in disguise and sneaked into the main city of Hailuohe. He had a special feeling in this area. There was definitely untimely gold here.

Ruoning watched Shen Yang looking around, and after about twenty minutes, he determined the direction to move forward.

This time, Shen Xing walked briskly, heading straight to an alley, and finally stopped in front of a slightly dilapidated blacksmith shop.

When you push the door open and walk in, you will be greeted by the strong smell of ironware on the shop floor, and there is an endless stream of clanking sounds.

An old man with a long beard didn't even raise his head, his eyes were glued to the account book in his hand.

“Look at whatever you need, our store doesn’t offer discounts.”

"No discount? Are these weapons guaranteed?"

"Everything hanging on the wall is new and unopened. There are no second-hand goods in this store."

The corners of Shen Yang's lips curled up: "Where is the blacksmith?"

The old man raised his eyes slightly irritably and looked at Shen Xang: "I am the blacksmith, what do you want from this life?"

"Let me see. Old man, have you heard of the legend of the Dark Dragon?"

"No, I just sell weapons here."

"The guard of Minglong said that he had never heard the legend of the Lord. Haha, then what is inside the egg you are guarding?"

The old man's expression was confused and his eyes darkened: "Young man, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who you are, what's important is that this is the only chance to preserve your Dark Dragon culture."

"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. You don't even dare to reveal your own parentage. How can I trust you?"

"It's not that I don't dare to expose it, it's that it's not necessary. If I reveal my identity, the nature of the situation will change drastically."

Shen Xang adopted Minglong alone. This matter was his private matter. He could just keep him without anyone knowing. No one knew he was an angel anyway, but adopting Minglong as an angel prophet meant that angels had to interact with Minglong. The dragons are on the same side.

For tens of thousands of years, Minglong was persecuted until his race was almost extinct. Now he is even offered a high reward, which shows that he is a hot potato.

Although Shen Xiang knew that the so-called dark dragon was a large black lizard with long wings, thick skin and some medicinal value, there were many people who firmly believed that the flesh of the dark dragon could lead to immortality. Angels are not afraid of trouble, but there is no need to just Because of his own recklessness, he was stained with fishiness.

The old man could probably guess what Shen Xiang meant, but he would never accept that the existence he had guarded to the death was taken away by a guy of unknown origin.

“Enjoyment and responsibility can’t just be one thing, I have to know who you are.”

"I'm greedy, so I'm happy to take just one. If you don't let me pull you down, I'll make enough food and clothing myself."

Shen Xi walked towards a place with an expressionless face. The old man suddenly stood up and threw the steel fork towards Shen Xi.

Shen Xiang remained calm and continued to look for the direction he sensed. Ruoning stepped in front of Shen Xiang and grabbed the steel fork with a cold gaze.

"court death."

Letting the clanking sound behind him, Shen Xang groped slowly without any worry. The old man would be able to reach the second-generation angel's thread if he died. Ruoning's beating of him was no more difficult than opening a coconut.

Walking to the hidden small room, Shen Xiang stepped lightly, held his breath, and cautiously entered the room.

"Goo?"

A crisp voice came from a corner. Shen Xian looked for the sound and saw a coal ball squatting not far away, with sapphire blue eyes staring closely at him.

Shen Xiang sent out a friendly signal and tried to approach slowly. This little coal ball was quite courageous. He only tilted his head slightly when facing Shen Xiang.

Logically speaking, the briquettes should be mostly curious, but Shen Yang felt sadness and despair from the other party. It was only when Shen Xi got closer that he discovered that the briquettes were sick.

Large areas of its scales fell off, revealing the festering and rotten skin underneath. The shocking sight made Shen Xiang raise his eyebrows.

"Don't be afraid, you'll get better soon if you be patient."

Shen Xiang tried to move the small thing into his hand. Although the little coal ball didn't like to move, it didn't resist. It just closed its eyes and let Shen Xiang move its body.

But when the pain on the body subsided and the itching faded, the little coal ball became energetic. When Shen Xing let go of it, it immediately looked at its body and looked at its intact scales. It stared at Shen Xing with wide eyes.