The master of cultivating immortals became a god after regaining her luck.

Yan Qiao exposed his back again. What was inappropriate was exposing his weakness in front of the enemy.

"I am fine."

Yan Qiao raised his eyes and scanned the crowd lightly. Seeing that although everyone was slightly injured, they were still in good spirits, he was silently relieved.

"Clean the battlefield and prepare to return."

"Yes, Captain."

Everyone shouted in unison, with a bit more excitement in their tone.

Seeing this, Yan Qiao raised the corners of his lips, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

Because of Lin Xi, there was basically no living person in Jingjiang City. Even most of the demon corpses had been turned into nutrients by Lin Xi, and the rest were almost destroyed by everyone.

So when everyone was collecting supplies, no one stopped them at all, and it didn't go too smoothly.

The Gods themselves do not rely on external supplies, so there is no shortage of supplies at all, and they who live in the Gods never lack.

But that doesn't mean they will ignore these hard-earned supplies.

At this moment, everyone's face was filled with the joy of the harvest, and it seemed that the previous hard battle had been forgotten.

"Jojo, are you really okay?"

Seeing that everyone was going to collect supplies, Lin Wanqing did not go, but approached Yan Qiao, the worry in her eyes almost turned into reality.

"With my current strength, there are only a handful of people in Blue Star who are no match for me." Yan Qiao said with deep eyes.

"Our enemy?"

"Well, a powerful enemy hiding in the shadows."

"Mom, just follow the team on missions in the past two years. With your current strength, ordinary people will not be your opponent."

Yan Qiao turned to look at Lin Wanqing, her eyes full of seriousness.

Lin Wanqing fell into deep thought: "Can I really do this?"

"You protected them today." Yan Qiao said calmly.

She didn't try to persuade her anymore, she felt from the bottom of her heart that Lin Wanqing would definitely agree.

She will also take Lin Wanqing to Cangyun Realm in the future, and now she can adapt to the end of the world in advance.

It wasn't until the sky got dark that everyone returned to the temporary base with cart after cart of supplies.

After staying at the temporary base for another night, we set out on the road back to Shensi.

Yan Qiao sat in the car and turned to look out the window, her eyes darkening slightly.

At the same time, among the priests.

"Principal Lin, long time no see." The visitor, with a well-placed smile on his face, took the lead in extending his right hand to shake Lin Shiheng's hand.

"Hmph, tell me, why are you here this time?"

Faced with the friendliness of the visitors, Lin Shiheng's attitude turned out to be much worse.

But the visitor didn't care about his attitude. He just sat down and took a sip of the tea on the table.

Suddenly a flash of surprise flashed across his face: "Mr. Lin, when did your tea change? It's still so special."

After just a sip of tea, the name became different.

Lin Shiheng paused in holding the teapot, then snorted softly, his eyes falling lightly on him: "What? You like it now?"

The man took another sip of tea, squinted his eyes slightly, smacked his lips and said, "Mr. Lin's interest in me can be clearly understood."

"Mr. Wen, your words are quite ambiguous. I'm warning you, don't blame me." Hearing this, Lin Shiheng stared at him for a while and said angrily.

Wen Changming smiled faintly and did not answer.

Seeing that he was still trying to keep things secret for a long time, Lin Shiheng was not used to it at all, and sneered quickly: "It's not a good thing every time you come to me. If you don't tell me, I will ask Mr. Wen to go out."

"Mr. Lin still loves to joke."

Wen Changming immediately restrained himself a little.

After all, this is a sacred place, a place where even the country can't handle it, so he should take his time here.

It would be really serious if you can't rely on yourself to have a somewhat plastic friendship with this person.

If he really annoys someone, he may not get any good results. And he came here to inquire about the situation, not to enmity.

Thinking like this, Wen Changming quickly smiled and said, "I came here this time because I came here to send a message from above."

"Oh?"

Lin Shiheng raised his eyebrows when he heard the four words from above.

The people above don't like to deal with their priests. I'm afraid they are thinking about when and how to take over the priests.

Now she took the initiative to look for him. It was such a special time.

"You, the priest, are the first to know about the news of the end of the world."

"So, the leader suspects that our priest is responsible for the end of the world?"

"How is this possible? The leader still trusts you on this point." Wen Changming quickly retorted.

Hearing this, Lin Shiheng said in an incomprehensible tone: "On this point."

"Forget it, forget it, I can't tell you anything."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Changming suddenly choked and waved his hands quickly.

He was really tired. If the leader hadn't asked him to come by name, he would never have come to this temple even to death.

After all, he swore never to come again last time, but it happened again.

"The satellite captured several images."

"The person with superhuman abilities is the person from your priesthood."

With that said, Wen Changming took out a tablet and placed it in front of Lin Shiheng.

There are only a few seconds of footage on the screen, and it's not very realistic.

When he saw the figure appearing in the picture, Lin Shiheng's eyes flickered slightly.

"It seems that Mr. Lin has remembered who this person is."

From the moment Wen Changming took out his tablet, he watched the changes in his facial expression closely.

Naturally, he did not miss the change in Lin Shiheng's eyes at that moment.

"The higher-ups think this person is too dangerous, so please ask Mr. Lin not to protect him, otherwise the higher-ups will also want to touch the priest."

When Wen Changming said this himself, he felt shameless, but he still had to say it shamelessly due to his mission.

"Are the gods going to be disturbed from above?"

Lin Shiheng looked a little strange.

"Is this a threat method thought up by some leader with a serious brain disease? Do you think my boss is afraid of this?"

Not like it.

Wen Changming was silent for a moment.

But he only conveyed the above meaning.

"As for this person——"

"Ok?"

"She is indeed from our Divine Office. It seems that you want to touch her?"

"No."

Wen Changming shook his head quickly, fearing that he would speak too slowly, so Lin Shiheng sentenced them to death.

Lin Shiheng nodded boredly and said, "Okay, you go back and tell the leader that if he really wants to cause trouble for Shensi or her, he can give it a try."

"I just don't know if you can afford the consequences in such an apocalyptic world."

After saying that, Lin Shiheng asked Wen Changming and others to be invited out of the Divine Office.

And he was sitting in the office waiting for Yan Qiao's return.

He looked up at the time and roughly calculated the distance in his mind. It was almost there.

Wen Changming and others who were kicked out did not look good, but now they can only go back and tell the truth to a few leaders.

What kind of thing is this? It has nothing to do with him. Let the leader have a headache. (End of chapter)