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Chapter 154: The Holy City Messenger

While Chen Bai and Liu Tiancang were chatting, Feng Hua Lian kept tearing up small pieces of paper to play with.

The red-haired girl seemed to like this game very much. She tore the white paper into strips about two centimeters wide, wetted them with saliva, and then stuck them on her face and limbs.

Then she opened her arms and jumped up and down in the lounge happily.

The white paper fluttered in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Every time Fenghua Lian ran a certain distance, she would jump in front of Shen Bai and Liu Tiancang, her eyes wide open and her face full of anticipation.

Then they were cruelly ignored.

——I will not pretend to be a bird like a child... And the way you repeatedly licked the note is really shameful!

"I said, Brother Liu." Shen Bai pointed at the little fool named Feng and said lightly:

"How do you feel? Her condition this time is very serious. When she transferred to our class, although she was also troubled by Tianzhi's disease, except for her slow reaction, she was not like she is now."

"It's normal. This battle lasted too long. She contained and killed the most enemies. It's inevitable that [Mimicking God] will be overused and Tian's illness will worsen."

"Then... after she gets better, let's talk about what happened that day?" Shen Bai glanced around. There was no one in the lounge. It was very noisy outside, so he could cover up his voice.

"Brother Liu, today is August 7th. It took me five days to lie down in the medical bay. It's unreasonable. The three of us suffered such serious injuries before we passed out. How could we be almost healed so quickly? ?”

Liu Tiancang became serious, frowned and replied:

"At that time, all the bones in my body were shattered, and my heart almost stopped beating. According to past experience, even in a very high-end medical cabin, the treatment time is calculated in weeks, but I only lay in it for three days... Indeed, this There’s something wrong inside.”

"Did we have an adventure? Just like in the novel, we were delirious before coma, accidentally ate strange herbs, or a passing senior gave us a fortune..."

Liu Tiancang patted his thigh and said firmly:

"That's it, that's right! Xiaobai, I don't tell most people, but the book says that there are martial arts secrets hidden under many cliffs or in caves!"

"...Are you trying to say that there is an old man imprisoned in the cave who will pass on his martial arts skills to you?"

"How do you know? But this statement is too ridiculous. Martial arts are refined bit by bit. The most they can do is impart some experience..."

"Brother Liu, you are so cute at times."

"ah?"

"well……"

"Xiao Bai, why did you sigh suddenly?"

"I just suddenly discovered that I have become the intellectual leader of our small group."



When the expeditionary force returned, it was relatively slow.

There were too many wounded, and there were also many corpses of mutated beasts, so the army simply requisitioned many large vehicles to transport the loot while treating the injured soldiers.

The first batch of troops has returned to Lanhai City. They are ceremonial soldiers and are the first to appear in front of the public and accept federal review.

In the back, the medical team and transport troops were stretched so long, and there were so many injured soldiers that the place almost turned into a moving hospital.

At the very center of this "hospital" traveling at a constant speed is a military mobile treatment platform.

Chen Jinge was lying in the medical cabin, eyes tightly closed, breathless.

All he has left is his head, half of his shoulder, and one right hand.

All the organs that maintain life functions were destroyed, leaving only one-fifth of the body.

Such injuries would be fatal to an ordinary person.

But a master like Chen Jinge, who is at the level of "Nine Heavens", is only one step away from being able to possess the destiny. Naturally, he cannot be regarded as a normal human being. Some of his remaining limbs seem to have become engines, constantly giving energy to the brain.

But even if you save your life, it's just "survival".

It's better to linger on for a while.

Su Mengyan looked at the busy medical staff and felt sad.

She understood that such a serious injury could be saved by a king-level master.

It's just that from now on, he can no longer live in the world as a warrior.

How will such a proud man spend the rest of his life? Like most martial arts masters who cannot fight, he will be equipped with prosthetics and life support systems and become a teacher or instructor?

Su Mengyan sighed silently and said nothing.

At this time, the communications soldier knocked on the door and came in. He reported a few words to Su Mengyan in a low voice, and then bowed out respectfully.

Su Mengyan frowned and waited where she was. Not long after, a man and a woman entered one after another.

The two of them were dressed strangely, wearing silver protective clothing, masks on their heads, and their whole bodies wrapped tightly, as if they were afraid of any infectious disease here.

"I've met Mr. King Wuyan." The man was the first to say hello. Although he was covered by a thick mask, his voice was as clear as an ordinary person's. It was obvious that this strange silver-white protective suit had excellent scientific design.

Su Mengyan just nodded slightly and said nothing.

Everyone knows her taciturn temperament, but the man didn't pay attention and continued gently:

"The lady next to me and I are from the Holy City. Due to special reasons, please forgive us for not being able to reveal our names."

"Sir Wang, on behalf of the Holy City and the Academy of Sciences, I would like to thank you, Lord Jiuxiao, and all the soldiers of the expeditionary force for their contributions to humanity and the Federation. Your spirit of fearless sacrifice will forever be engraved in the long river of history...

"

After the man said the polite words, he went straight to the point:

"The purpose of our coming here is to take away Mr. Chen Jinge. The order signed by the Holy City and the Federation is already on the way and will arrive in about ten minutes."

Su Mengyan glanced at him and shook her head silently.

"Sir, are you worried about the health and safety of King Jiuxiao? Don't worry, we have brought the best medical equipment to maintain the life of Lord Chen Jinge..."

"No." Su Mengyan spoke for the first time, her voice soft but determined.

The man from the Holy City sighed secretly, touched the transparent mask, and began to feel that it was troublesome.

It is reasonable to take away the seriously injured and unconscious coach from the newly victorious army and encounter resistance.

The king-level master is arrogant, and the guardian envoys are all powerful princes. If his temper gets angry, are you a loser?

The stronger the person, the harder it is to control him! This has been a problem in the Federation for many years.

The man thought for a moment and considered:

"That's it, sir, because of the outstanding contribution of King Jiuxiao, the Holy City decided to use the [Creation Card: Lunar Eclipse] to treat his injuries..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his whole body tense up, tremendous pressure appeared all around him, and a shuddering murderous intent locked onto him.

Su Mengyan picked up Chen Jinge's long knife.

The man's heart skipped a beat and he secretly complained.
Chapter completed!
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