kingnovel Chapter 372: Training is over and the battle is over
Chapter 372: Training is over and the battle is over
Jia Lan'er's pink fist was wrapped in spiritual power and was about to hit Wu Hen's nose.
Wu Hen twisted his body and slid away like a loach.
He was still yelling in a mean way: "Oh, little Lanlan, don't hit people in the face. Are you going to ruin my handsome face that has charmed thousands of girls?"
At the same time, on the other side, Cao Yuanhai, who had just drawn the last cross on the chessboard, seemed to have all his strength drained away. His legs softened and he collapsed to the ground.
Baili Pang'er quickly put away the strange pen. This thing was too evil. If he continued to draw, he would almost go crazy.
"Old Cao, are you okay?" Fatty Baili helped Cao Yuanhai up while wiping his sweat. This training was even more tiring than running a marathon.
Cao Yuanhai was panting like a stranded fish, his eyes almost rolling back. "Is it over...?"
"It's over, it's over, my ancestor!" Baili Pang'er felt like he was serving his ancestor. This was not training, it was clearly mental torture.
"You kept giggling during training. I don't know what was wrong with you, but you gave me goosebumps!"
Cao Yuanhai ignored Baili Pang'er's complaints. He raised his head weakly.
Look at the crooked tic-tac-toe symbols on the ground, which have some strange rhythm.
He seemed to see something.
"Oh, I'm so exhausted."
Baili Pang'er complained and was about to help Cao Yuanhai to the side to rest when he heard An Yuqing's concerned voice.
"Qi Ye, Wu Hen, what's going on over there?" There was a hint of nervousness in his voice.
When An Yuqing's voice came, Wu Hen and Lin Qiye were being forced to retreat by Jia Lan'er's pink fists.
Wu Hen narrowed his eyes, with a playful smile on his lips.
While dodging, he said, "An Yuqing, you've come at the right time. This little girl's punch is too strong. Help me block the wind!"
Before he finished speaking, Jialan'er's fist was already within reach.
"What are you two doing?" An Yuqing's tone was filled with anxiety. He glanced around the room and found that the atmosphere was extremely tense.
"Jialan'er, are you training?"
Jia Lan'er stopped her attack, panting heavily, her face as red as a boiled shrimp: "An Yuqing, this... this is special training, you don't understand."
"Special training?" Cao Yuanhai held his waist and muttered softly, "This is not training at all, it's clearly a life-and-death struggle..."
His eyes swept over the three people in the field.
"Stop talking, help Cao Yuanhai come over and rest."
Baili Pang'er wiped the sweat from his forehead and said tiredly,
"We just finished a perverted training session. This guy almost lost his life on that damn chessboard."
An Yuqing nodded and signaled everyone to work together to help Cao Yuanhai to the shade of a tree nearby.
Jia Lan'er also let down her guard, turned around and walked to Lin Qiye and Wu Hen, a smug smile on her face: "How is it, our training is exciting enough?"
Wu Hen's..." He touched his cheek in an exaggerated manner, causing people around him to laugh.
"Handsome face?"
Jia Laner smiled disdainfully.
"I guess it's because I'm thick-skinned," she teased.
"Alright, alright, stop making trouble."
Baili Pang'er interrupted the two people's bickering and looked at the sky.
"It's almost time for dinner, everyone take a break, the food will be ready soon."
Upon hearing this, everyone showed an expectant expression.
Although Cao Yuanhai still looked a little weak, he smiled a little when he heard that dinner was approaching.
At this moment, An Yuqing, who was always calm and composed, suddenly became nervous.
He quickly looked around and whispered, "Everyone, pay attention. I feel an unusual aura approaching..."
Wu Hen and Lin Qiye exchanged a glance. At this moment, Jia Lan'er suddenly stood up.
He clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with determination: "He who comes here has ill intentions, we are ready to fight!"
Everyone instantly entered a combat state, and Wu Hen's system whispered in his ear: "Mission: Fight against an unknown force, Reward: A mysterious chicken leg." Wu Hen smiled,
Cao Yuanhai ignored Baili Pang'er's complaints. He raised his head weakly and looked at the crooked tic-tac-toe symbols on the ground, which had some strange rhythm.
He seemed to see something.
"What are you two doing?" An Yuqing's tone was filled with anxiety. He glanced at the training ground and found that the atmosphere here was extremely tense.
"Jialan'er, are you training?"
Wu Hen and Lin Qiye exchanged a glance. At that moment, Jia Lan'er suddenly stood up, clenched her fists, and her eyes flashed with determination: "They are coming with ill intentions. We are ready to fight!"
Everyone instantly entered a combat state, and Wu Hen's system whispered in his ear: "Mission: Fight against an unknown force, Reward: A mysterious chicken leg." Wu Hen smiled,
Persuading Jialaner to stop training
"Jialan, listen to me,"
Wu Hen suddenly dodged and stood in front of Jia Lan'er, his tone softened.
"This training is already intense enough, stop hitting me. Look at my handsome face, you've made it look all messed up..."
He covered his face exaggeratedly, causing people around him to laugh.
Jia Laner glared at him, her cheeks slightly reddened. "Don't try to play tricks on me. I won't fall for it."
But there was less murderous intent in her eyes.
"All right, all right,"
Wu Hen continued,
"Look, to thank you for your hard work, I promise to give you some extra chicken legs. Five chicken legs for one meal, how about that?"
There was a cunning glint in his eyes.
Galan'er's
Wu Hen patted his chest and said, "A gentleman's word is as good as gold! Five chicken legs, I mean it!"
Jia Lan'er finally revealed a satisfied smile, turned around and said to Lin Qiye and the others, "Okay, let's eat first. This isn't the end yet. We'll continue training later."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and the atmosphere gradually eased.
In the team, Baili Pang'er, Cao Yuanhai, and An Yuqing found that there were no chicken legs on their plates, while Jialan'er's plate was full of chicken legs.
Fatty Baili asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Lin Qiye, Wu Hen, why do you two have so many chicken legs?"
Lin Qiye smiled slightly and looked at Wu Hen beside him. Wu Hen smiled proudly: "This is not simple, because we fight better than you. Jia Laner has admitted defeat."
Fatty Baili's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"
Wu Hen patted Baili Fatty's shoulder and said, "What I mean is, you can't beat us, so the chicken leg is naturally ours."
The corner of Cao Yuanhai's mouth twitched, and he shook his head helplessly: "I really envy your fighting ability and eloquence."
An Yuqing couldn't help laughing: "It seems that this chicken drumstick really is a symbol of strength."
Everyone was speechless and could only silently gnaw on the dry food in their hands. They secretly made up their minds that they must give their all in the next training.
At this moment, Jiu Xidi's voice rang out not far away: "Everyone, please pay attention. The mission of the Ancient God Church is about to begin. We are ready to set off!"
Wu Hen smiled and nodded, but he already had a new plan in his mind.
Deep within the Ancient God Church, there was an oppressive and solemn atmosphere.
The Whisperer sat high on the altar, surrounded by a faint black mist, as unfathomable as the abyss.
His hoarse voice echoed in the empty hall like a whisper from hell.
"Ninth Seat, Shen Qingzhu, you completed your mission very well. I am very satisfied."
The whisperer's gaze swept over the two people kneeling on the ground, with a barely perceptible hint of approval in his eyes.
"Especially Shen Qingzhu, you demonstrated great efficiency and loyalty in the operation to kill Baili Xin'er. I admire you very much."
Shen Qingzhu lowered his head, a hint of respect in his voice: "This is what I should do. It is my honor to serve the church."
Jiu Xidi also echoed: "Everything is for the great ancient gods."
The Whisperer nodded with satisfaction, then turned his deep gaze into the distance.
"Now, I need you to go to Lintang City. There, new missions will be waiting for you."
"Lintang City?" Shen Qingzhu was slightly stunned.
"Yes, Lintang City."
There is a hint of mystery in the whisperer's voice.
"Besides you, other believers have already arrived or are on their way there. After you arrive, the three disciples will inform you of your specific tasks. Now, set off immediately."
Jiu Xidi and Shen Qingzhu stood up and said in unison: "As you command!"
After leaving the church and basking in the sunshine, the respectful look on Shen Qingzhu's face gradually faded, replaced by a hint of doubt.
"Nineth Seat, what is so special about Lintang City that it requires the mobilization of so many believers?"
Jiu Xidi continued walking, his tone calm, "We just need to follow the Whisperer's orders, don't ask too many questions."
Shen Qingzhu opened his mouth, but eventually swallowed his doubts, but his brows were still furrowed.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, disappeared on the road leading to Lintang City.
At this moment, a breeze blew by, blowing the corner of Shen Qingzhu's clothes. He couldn't help but look back.
The Church of the Ancient God still stood in its place, shrouded in darkness, like a huge whirlpool, swallowing up all secrets.