The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

Di Hongkun felt something was strange when looking at the female angel in front of him, but he couldn't tell what was strange about it.

Tianji King Hexi still looked the same as he remembered, wearing military uniform and a blue cloak, looking at him expressionlessly.

"I wonder what the Sky-Base King has come for? The Fiery Sun Civilization should have no conflicts of interest with the Angel Civilization."

"I am not here on official business this time."

"Is that something that the prophet Chen Yan is unhappy about again?"

When Emperor Hongkun heard that it was not official business, he immediately felt overwhelmed. For personal matters, apart from that hypocritical Chen Heng, no one was worthy of King Tianji's special trip.

Tianji King Hexi did not mince words and pointed out the problem with the words of Sunlight Emperor Reina.

"Although the Fiery Sun Civilization is not as old as the Angels, it is still a civilization with a history of 60,000 years. There is no reason for it to be so rude."

Di Hongkun: Can you please be reasonable? Telling the truth is rude. Little Lena is only in her twenties, and Chen Heng is over thirty thousand years old. What's wrong with calling him an old man?

He is quite old, but his mind is smaller than that of an ant. It's a pity that he is an angel prophet, otherwise he would have been beaten long ago. Di Hongkun was indignant in his heart, but he couldn't confront him directly.

The traces of war that the angels left on Lieyang ten thousand years ago have never been completely erased, and there must not be a second war now.

Di Hongkun conveyed his concerns to Pan Zhen via encrypted messages. After thinking for a few seconds, the other party felt that the probability of war breaking out was not high.

“Oh my god, Reina is just telling the truth. Even if we don’t respond, there is no reason for the angels to do it. This is against justice.”

"Justice? Perhaps before Shen Heng wakes up, Holy Kesha will always stick to her ideals and justice, but that may not be the case now."

"Yes, but I think since it was the King of Tianji who came forward for this matter, Holy Kesha should also feel it is difficult to speak up. Otherwise, it would not be her turn as a Holy Right Wing member to have a conversation between kings."

Di Hongkun snorted and laughed: "That's true, but Pan Zhen, who do you think can drive Holy Kesha better, upholding justice or the credibility of the prophet?"

Pan Zhen's expression instantly became solemn. This was the worst thing, and it was also the reason why they had always been keeping a low profile in front of Chen Heng. After all, if Chen Heng told Holy Kesha that Lieyang must be eliminated, Holy Kesha would most likely do it.

The woman would not even try to verify the truthfulness of Shen Yan's words. Her trust in him had reached a blind point.

Chen Heng's influence on the Angel Queen Holy Kesha and the entire angel civilization is really too great.

During the period of cooperation with Chen Heng, Pan Zhen saw Holy Kesha waver in his decision more than once.

Many times, the decision to proceed in this way had been made in the previous second, but after a few careless words from Chen Heng, Holy Kesha could directly abandon the results of the discussion and execute it completely according to Chen Heng's ideas.

Such unreasonable trust really frightened Pan Zhen. He tried more than once to remind the Holy Prophet Kesha that her actions had crossed the line, but the results were not satisfactory.

Holy Kesha seemed to be completely brainwashed. Her former decisiveness and dominance became a thing of the past. She completely became Chen Heng's loyal dog.

This situation made Pan Zhen sigh: What a sad and pitiful God King, who clearly called himself the King of Gods, but in fact he had already become a puppet emperor under the prophet's control.

Shen Yan, who sensed Pan Zhen's thoughts, just found it ridiculous. Hasn't his perception changed after so many years?

"Di Hongkun, I need to know your attitude. Are you going to condone Reina's rudeness?"

"I don't know what's wrong with her words, but if the truth makes the prophet unhappy, I will warn her."

".This is the best way."

"Ah."

The female angel opposite did not seem to expect that he would agree so readily, which made Di Hongkun want to laugh slightly and deepened his disgust for Chen Yan.

You see, no angel would be so unreasonable except that man, he is the only one who is an outlier.

After pretending to say a few harsh words in front of Di Hongkun, He Xi turned and left.

He Xi's trip to Lieyang Star was both secret and open. At least the prophet's guard group got the news.

Ruoning was making watermelon jelly while glancing at Chen Yan who was lying on the sofa. She had a strange feeling.

"My Lord Prophet, what would you like for dinner?"

"It's all right. It's up to you."

"Ok."

There was nothing wrong with the answer, but Ruoning still felt more and more strange the more she looked at it. After a little hesitation, she brought the watermelon jelly to Chen Yan and prepared to test it.

"My Lord Prophet, please use it."

"Well, leave it there." After a squeak, Shen Yan did not get up and still lay on the sofa.

Seeing this, Ruoning knelt silently beside Chen Heng, holding the watermelon jelly, scooped a mouthful with a spoon and put it to Chen Heng's mouth.

"You! Put it down, I don't have an appetite for the moment." Chen Yan was obviously startled, but then he regained his composure as if he was hiding something.

Ruoning narrowed her eyes. There was definitely something wrong with this person.

"What story do you want to hear tonight?"

"what ever."

He Xi: Oh, since when did Chen Heng want to listen to stories before going to bed at night? Doesn’t that man fall asleep as soon as he touches the pillow?

"Is the game still the same as yesterday?"

"Ah."

"Shall I get it for you?"

"Ah."

Ruoning stood up and handed a game console to Chen Yan. Chen Yan played with it uninterested, but threw it aside after only half an hour.

"I'm sleepy, go down and do your thing."

"Yes."

Ruoning took out a thin blanket for Chen Heng and covered him with it before leaving easily, which made the man feel relieved.

He Xi was controlling this body in Chen Heng's spiritual world, and the more he controlled it, the angrier he became.

Yiqi Chenxiang is so lazy that he needs Ruoning to squat down and feed him mouthful by mouthful when he eats. Why doesn't she call her for such things?

Erqi Chenliang has no sense of distance. Even if he doesn't have that kind of feelings for Ruoning in his heart, he shouldn't be so dependent on her. He can obviously tell her all these things.

She was furious that Chen Yan was so cold to her. Her work was busy, but not to the point of being completely idle. She could definitely spare some time to accompany Chen Yan, and he had never considered relying on himself like this.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. When Chen Heng came back, he saw himself sitting on the sofa with a face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Fearing that the other party would affect the ring material and cause unnecessary fluctuations, Chen Heng quickly changed it back.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, eat your watermelon jelly."

"Oh, you don't want to eat?"

"Not interested in."

"Ok."

Shen Yan touched the food, felt the temperature and yelled, "Ruoning, it's warm now. I want to eat it cold."

Ruoning hadn't even sat down in the dark before she immediately flashed to Chen Yan's side and changed a plate for him.

He Xi: ...

"Ruoning, can you please bring me that tea called Cui?"

"Ok."

Chen Yan rolled up his sleeves: "Wife, watch me, I have practiced many times recently, and my tea art is very good now."

As He Xi said this, she watched Chen Heng take out three cups. She was stunned for a moment: "Who are you going to make for?"

"I'll give it to you."

“Why three cups?”

“Because there are always three cups in the tutorial.”

Hexi:.

Chen Heng's answer was serious, and He Xi's silence was deafening.

He Xi sat opposite Chen Heng in silence. Although she didn't know what her man was going to do, she no longer had any hope in her lover's cooking skills.

He Xi comforted herself: It's okay, as long as it's not poisonous, how can this tea be considered well-brewed? As long as it's drinkable, it's fine. She's not picky.

On the distant testing platform, the observer detected He Xi's dissatisfaction and immediately reported the matter to the headquarters, but at this time the headquarters was in dead silence.