Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

Chapter 22 Scars are the most beautiful medals

After absorbing the mysterious power of the Ghost Face King, Su Yan stumbled back with the support of Lin Qiye.

Sitting on the curb, he was so weak that his eyelids were fighting each other.

With the continuous replenishment of the earth's energy, his body was not in any serious trouble, but the overdraft of his mental strength made him exhausted.

"Let me sleep for two minutes."

After he said this, he fell into a deep sleep, and his consciousness escaped into the campfire space.

The mysterious power of the Ghost-Faced King is a fist-sized ball of condensed silver mist, which turns into a small silver branch after being transformed into firewood.

The axe jumped up, and after Kukuku chopped it into three pieces and threw it into the bonfire, he finally managed to make up for the reward.

"Crack."

The mysterious power formed by the burning silver tree quickly replenished Su Yan's spiritual deficiency, and finally formed a group of condensed spiritual power that rushed into the Fuxi Plate.

Su Yan calculated the approximate time and realized that he would have to wait for the bonfire to burn for a while before activating the next new skill, so he slowly exited the space.

"Lin, when you encounter a difficult enemy in the future, you must try your best to avoid exhausting your mental strength, otherwise you will face a situation of weakness."

Zhao Kongcheng took advantage of Su Yan's deep sleep to tell Lin Qiye about his combat experience and knowledge.

"It will take at least a whole year for Su Xiaomeng to recover from this mental overdraft..."

"I'm recovered, let's go." Su Yan sat up straight and stretched comfortably.

".....sky"

Zhao Kongcheng looked at him in confusion, wondering if he had heard it wrong.

But in his sight, Su Yan had already stood up easily, and his tired expression was gone.

This is the state of having full mental power. I am not mistaken, but this is not rational... Forget it, he didn't die even after using the ghost and god inducement. Is there anything more unreasonable than this?

The ancient ruins of Daxia are indeed mysterious!

"Old Zhao, let's go back to the organization quickly. I'm hungry." Su Yan patted his hungry stomach.

Zhao Kongcheng chuckled. The contribution of killing the Ghost Face King this time was huge. Even if it was shared by three people, it would be enough for him to be proud.

He did not forget his mission. Taking advantage of the closer relationship between the three of them, he once again invited Lin Qiye and asked:

"Lin boy, Su Yan has confirmed his joining. What are your thoughts now?"

"I......"

Su Yan interrupted Lin Qiye and said, "Lin Qiye has already agreed. He said he would protect your world for ten years."

"..."

Awkward, so embarrassing!

Lin Qiye's toes were almost digging out a three-bedroom, two-living-room apartment on the ground. This sentence is very cool when used to commemorate the fallen heroes, but it is a bit...

The gay, middle school style among gays?

Su Yan squatted beside Zhao Kongcheng and said seriously: "He said that in the past ten years, Zhao Kongcheng's affairs are Lin Qiye's affairs, Zhao Kongcheng's son is Lin Qiye's son, and Zhao Kongcheng's wife is..."

"She's still Zhao Kongcheng's wife!" Lin Qiye used all his strength to block Su Yan's mouth.

Zhao Kongcheng quietly wiped the goose bumps on his arm and forced a smile, "Ten years? Ten years is fine. I'm already very satisfied that you can join the Night's Watch for ten years."

Joined the Night's Watch and still want to run away?

Zhao Kongcheng raised his eyebrows calmly. No one knew better than him how powerful the succubus word 'protection' was. Hadn't a young high school student been easily taken advantage of? He'd better trick her in first!

Lin Qiye was silent.

Because of Zhao Kongcheng's sacrifice, he made a ten-year promise on a sentimental note. Now that Zhao Kongcheng is alive and well, he is happy but also a little melancholy.

I can't really say I regret it, but I always feel like I've been plotted against again.

Have I been fooled by Su Yan again?

Lin Qiye raised his eyes and looked at Su Yan.

Su Yan was instantly horrified: "Lin Qiye, you don't want to regret it, do you? You said before that if you lie and have a child, you won't have any assholes!"

Lin Qiye's face turned black: "I never said that!"

"It's over, it's over. Old Zhao is going to regret it." Su Yan's face was full of pain. He picked up the Star Blade and pointed it at Zhao Kongcheng:

"Old Zhao, why don't you sacrifice yourself again? Your family and the organization will take good care of you."

Zhao Kongcheng: ???

He was immediately shocked. This wasn't the way to sacrifice, was it?

Zhao Kongcheng quickly stretched out his hand, carefully blocking the blade and said, "I don't think this is necessary, right?"

"No, we can't afford this price. You can choose between stabbing the kidney or cutting the wrist, or slitting the neck?" Su Yan gestured while calling out to Lin Qiye:

"Lin Qiye, hurry up, help me hold him down and give Old Zhao a quick and effective blow."

Lin Qiye almost peed himself at that time, watching Su Yan waving the knife around Zhao Kongcheng, sometimes wanting to stab his kidneys and sometimes saying he wanted to try stabbing his buttocks. Zhao Kongcheng's face turned pale and he could only block it with his hands weakly.

I know he's joking...Is he joking? No, is he really going to stab me?

"It hurts, it hurts, let go, it's bleeding!"

Lin Qiye's mouth twitched, and his voice was weak: "I have no regrets, just ten years."

Su Yan paused, then returned the knife to Zhao Kongcheng with a smile.

"Old Zhao, I think you're right. It's really unnecessary."

"Thank you so much!" Zhao Kongcheng looked at Lin Qiye with tears in his eyes.

"Lin Qiye, go back and tell your aunt you're safe. There's no need to sneak away. At worst, just say you're in the army and Old Zhao will help you cover up the lie."

Lin Qiye looked at Su Yan in surprise and felt uneasy.

The power of Fuxi Bagua is so mysterious that it can even calculate his desire to leave without saying goodbye?

In comparison, Michael only gave him a pair of eyes, which is worse than God.

…Luckily I have a mental hospital.

"Go to the eaves to take shelter from the rain. The intercom is broken. Just wait for rescue."

Lin Qiye nodded, walked to Zhao Kongcheng's right side and helped him stand up. Su Yan lent his hand and supported him on the left side.

The two men carried Zhao Kongcheng and walked towards a dry roof.

The night was silent, with only the sound of raindrops and quiet footsteps.

Zhao Kongcheng was supported by two young men, stumbling along.

The corners of his mouth raised higher and higher, and at a certain moment, it turned into a hearty laugh:

"Boys, tell me the truth, was my last knife strike handsome?"

Su Yan and Lin Qiye smiled at each other and said in unison:

"handsome!"

"Hahahahaha. Ahem...haha..."

"Miansheng Shanyue, I'm going to beat up the captain when I get back, hahahaha."

Lin Qiye was careful not to hit his wound with his body and advised: "Stop laughing, I can see your broken ribs."

"What are you afraid of? If I can't die, it's just a scar." Zhao Kongcheng laughed happily, tears welling up in his eyes.

"And scars are the most beautiful medals of the Night's Watch!"

"..."

Su Yan rolled his eyes: "Old Zhao, stop laughing. There are two big holes in your pants. I can see your white buttocks."

"What are you afraid of...huh?"

"Hurry, hurry, cover it up for me, Hongying is coming!"

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Chapter 23 Triumph!

In the old residential area, Hongying, wearing a black and red cloak and soaked by the rain, came rushing over. She was panting heavily, and it was hard to tell whether the water on her face was rain or tears.

"Xiangnan, give me Lao Zhao's location. I've already arrived in the old city!"

"It's in the open space ahead..." Wu Xiangnan's voice was suppressed and sad:

"Hongying, you have to be mentally prepared."

"What preparation?"

"A few minutes ago, I lost contact with Zhao Kongcheng, and his badge hasn't moved for a long time..."

Hongying suddenly showed a look of panic, gritted her teeth and increased her speed by another 10%, and two lines of tears burst out of her eyes.

She didn't want to believe Xiangnan's guess, but all this seemed reasonable and destined.

That is the Ghost-Faced King of Sichuan, the Ghost-Faced King who owns the Forbidden Ruins!

Brother Kongcheng will fight to the death... He will definitely activate the ghost and god attraction!

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe he is just tired..."

"..."

The rest of the Cangnan Team 136 were all silent. They all knew how important Zhao Kongcheng was to Hongying.

Even though they always bickered when they were together and Zhao Kongcheng always looked mean, in fact, the two of them had already become the closest of relatives.

To Hongying, Zhao Kongcheng is both a father and a brother.

Lao Zhao, please don’t die, please don’t die!

Her vision was blurred by tears and her physical strength had long been exhausted, but Hongying stumbled into the battlefield with a strong tenacity.