The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

Ever since Chen Heng left, Yan's mood has sunk to the bottom. Even though she knows rationally that Chen Heng's injury wasn't caused by her inaction, but rather her inability to do anything, no one can excuse her for her dereliction of duty as her protector.

Ge Xiaolun was a little emotional after waking up, but looking at Yan's horrifying face and touching his swollen head, he could only swallow his complaints silently.

Yan noticed that Ge Xiaolun's mood was fluctuating, but she was in no mood to explain in detail. She could only sigh and say, "Xiaolun, the battle in Fraser is over. If you feel that you have rested enough, come with me and I will take you back to Earth."

"Okay, where's Chen Yan?"

After Ge Xiaolun responded, both parties fell into endless silence again. Feeling a little uncomfortable, he tried to break the awkwardness, but who knew that this sentence would hit a dead end.

Yan stopped and looked sideways at Ge Xiaolun, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.

Yan's performance made Ge Xiaolun realize where the other party's low mood came from, and he awkwardly tried to comfort him: "It will be fine, Shen Yan is very strong."

"Yeah, but I'm weak."

Ge Xiaolun originally thought that Yan would not reply, after all, the other party's condition was really not good, but this comment on strength seemed to touch the core of Yan's sadness.

"I feel like you're better at fighting than Chen Yan."

The woman who almost turned him into a fool with a kick doesn't look like a weak person in any sense, Ge Xiaolun sighed in his heart.

Yan shook his head and didn't argue any more. He just prepared to take Ge Xiaolun into the transport ship.

Suddenly, a cold light came, Yan immediately dodged it and took a glance at what the cold light was. It was a long black arrow.

Ge Xiaolun was startled and quickly gripped his sword tightly, keeping alert.

Yan narrowed her eyes slightly. In her impression, there were not many warriors who used bows and arrows, especially those who could sneak near her and launch an attack.

She pulled out the long arrow, looked at it carefully, and felt relieved when she saw a small special mark on the tail of the arrow. This was a special arrow feather used wholesale by the Prophet's Guard.

"Xiao Lun, please go back to the transport ship first. I will meet this guest."

"are you alone?"

Yan sighed: "Xiaolun, 1+1 does not always equal 2."

Bringing Ge Xiaolun with me, let alone being equal to second place, it would be good enough if it wasn't a loss.

Ge Xiaolun heard the other party's disgust and boarded the warship somewhat awkwardly.

After closing the transport ship door, Yan flew to an empty space in the distance, holding the flaming sword in his hand and said calmly: "Come out, Ruoning, I know it's you."

Ruoning didn't bother to be polite with Yan and appeared directly in front of Yan.

"Do you know why I came here?"

"I know, but I won't just sit there and wait for death."

"That's perfect. I don't need you to give in to anything. If I just want to vent, I won't come to you."

Yan is big, but his area is far smaller than that of a sandbag, and he might get into trouble if he hits him. If Ruo Ning really wants to vent, he would rather find a sandbag to beat.

The battle was about to break out. After several rounds of confrontation, both sides had a new understanding of each other's strength.

Ruoning didn't expect that Yan's fighting ability had grown to be very mature. Compared with the older generation, she was no weaker than them.

Yan didn't expect Ruoning's fighting style to be so complicated. Her fighting style is unique and a little bit insidious compared to other angel warriors. If you are not careful, you will be tricked by the opponent.

It is said that behavior can give us a glimpse into a person's psychology. Ruo Ning's insidious approach is definitely not aimed at herself alone. She should just like it this way. Wouldn't Chen Yan know this?

Queen Kesha has said more than once how much Chen Heng values ​​Ruoning. It was even the prophet's own request that Ruoning be transferred to Chen Heng's side. Does he really like this way of fighting?

Yan couldn't figure it out. She felt that Chen Yan was not such a person, but the relationship between him and Ruoning was indeed somewhat contradictory.

Ruoning noticed that Yan was distracted and had no intention of reminding him. She just kicked Yan hard on the waist, knocking him away.

"You can still be distracted during a fight. Are you sure I won't kill you?"

The pain made Yan quickly correct his attitude. Perhaps as Holy Kesha had pointed out to him, Chen Yan's heart was far more twisted than it appeared. He might do things by any means necessary. It was probably because of Queen Kesha's suppression that he did not go too far.

Yan kept telling himself in his heart that Chen Yan was not as bright and beautiful as he looked, and that his insides might have rotted into mud, but even if he admitted this, Yan didn't think his opinion of Chen Yan would change.

Chen Heng's image was not created deliberately. He has never pretended to be noble to establish any persona. Whether he is gentle and humble, calm and self-controlled, or aloof and majestic, they are all subjective definitions of everyone. Even Queen Kesha does not have any personality definition of the Angel Prophet, so what does it matter if you know what kind of person he is?

Be it myself or other angels, they never stay by each other's side spontaneously just because Chen Heng has good character or personality.

"Ruoning, why are you so loyal to Chen Yan?"

Ruoning:?

"Should I be unfaithful?"

"No, I mean I think you are more loyal to Chen Heng than to Queen Kesha."

"Yeah, what's wrong with that? Are you as loyal to Chen Heng as you are to the Queen?"

Ruoning knew very well that her and Yan's positions were inconsistent. The key point that they would not kill each other even if they did not like each other was that they had the same affiliation: they were both warriors under the command of Holy Kesha.

Yan was a little surprised by Ruoning's honesty: "Are you really not afraid of the Queen coming to question you?"

"Ask for a crime? Ridiculous. Do you think the Queen doesn't know about this?"

"It will not be allowed openly."

"I'll say it openly, too."

"You told me."

"Why, are you going to go to Queen Kesha and complain like a little kid so that you can get the Queen's support?"

Ruo Ning smiled mischievously. She didn't care whether Yan would complain or not. Even if he did, what would happen? Chen Yan would be responsible for what he agreed to, even if the sky fell. No one could blame her.

Yan was somewhat helpless. She didn't want to complain, she just wanted to gently remind Ruoning not to talk nonsense.

Even if the positions are really different, they cannot be expressed casually. Angel civilization has always been at the center of the storm, and any slight disturbance may develop into a worrying disaster.

"Ruoning, I know that Chen Heng values ​​you, but it's better not to say anything that would bring bad things to Chen Heng. The Angel King is Holy Kesha, and Chen Heng is just an Angel Prophet. You have only one position, and can only have one, and that is the Angel Guardian."

Ruoning rolled her eyes, snorted coldly but didn't refute, just said irritably: "So you have a good rest, you can't play with me for a while after talking so much nonsense."

Yan did not deny it, and rushed forward with the flaming sword in hand.

Chen Yan was lying on the bed watching the fighting scene, enjoying his leisure time. Six hours later

Chen Yan: Damn, why are they still fighting? Aren’t these two girls tired?

Ge Xiaolun, who had slept for several hours, looked outside in confusion. When would Yan come back? He wanted to go home!!!