In a narrow dark room, Ge Xiaolun pretended to be calm and sat here.

"Publicized by someone else..."

"Don't be nervous. If you are given a chance to save the world, would you agree?"

"Don't agree..."

“We’ve been monitoring you.”

When Ge Xiaolun heard this, he thought of what he did with his roommates and felt guilty.

"I'll go, what did you see!"

"For a while, you have always thought that you are different from others and should be the man who saved the world."

Ge Xiaolun gave a breath, but after all, he did not mention those things.

"So that's before."

"Then why can't it be done now?"

The two men in black stared at Ge Xiaolun's eyes tightly, waiting for the answer, and they also knew that this was a destructive thing for a 21st century good.

Ge Xiaolun stood up excitedly, slapped the table heavily, and shouted to the two people: "Why? OK, I'll tell why now!" As he said that, he opened the curtain and pointed to the black hole outside: "Look! Look! There is such a big chrysanthemum in the sky, God knows what is going to fall from it! What is going to fall?" After saying that, he sat down powerlessly. After all, a normal person has experienced so many abnormal things, no one can accept it.

The two men in black looked at each other, nodded and exchanged their eyes. "Well, education is needed."

When Ge Xiaolun heard this, he immediately became timid and stuttered, "I'm working hard... I'm going to be a labor camp!"

“Special Education.”

"Why!"

"Will you give you a whole body of divine power?"

“Think about it.”

"Let you have the same dormitory as the beauty!"

"Done!"

Ge Xiaolun slapped the table and said unshirkable.

Afterwards, Ge Xiaolun followed the man in black to Wu Zhi and went to the Super Seminary. Along the way, he showed the spirit he possessed as a good 21st century silk. The people who were traveling on the plane all looked disgusted.

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Deep in the jungle, in a temporary wooden house, Li Xiaoyao sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, meditating (Meditation: a method of cultivating spiritual consciousness in the Qinglian Sword Technique.) If someone saw Xiaoyao meditating at this time, he would probably be shocked. Because the surrounding spiritual energy gathered into Li Xiaoyao's body like a whirlpool.

Of course, this is also the reason why Li Xiaoyao lived here in the depths of the jungle. The spiritual energy here is inexplicably abundant.

"Um?"

As an immortal cultivator, spiritual consciousness is extremely powerful, not to mention Li Xiaoyao's realm. It is so powerful that it covers the entire earth with spiritual consciousness.

"Someone is coming." Xiaoyao murmured to himself.

The sound of helicopters came from outside, hovering in the air, and a team of special forces came down to surround the wooden house, and finally two people came down.

"Put your guns away, and if he wants to kill us, we will be dead when we are on the plane."

"yes!"

Among these two people is Rez, and the other is the war madman, Ducao.

Holding the eagle-headed crutch stick in his hand, although he had no cultivation, the murderous aura surrounding him felt suffocating.

When you're one step away from entering the door,

"Ha." A light roar came, and the pressure like a mountain enveloped the two of them. The step they wanted to take was as difficult as climbing the sky. The legs began to tremble, but when they walked in, Ducao took a step first. The pressure of suddenly disappearing inside the house almost fell down.

Xiaoyao opened his eyes and saw a clear angular, hawk-like look, a natural soldier. Another, well, blue bald head.

"Oh? We met again. Didn't we have enough fun last time?" Li Xiaoyao's weird beauty and his slightly upward corners of his mouth made people shudder.

Ryz felt embarrassed immediately, but, after all, he was talking about the facts, but he just didn't know what color blue and red were.

"Your Excellency, I am Ducao, this is, Wandering Mage, Rez." Ducao said after sorting out his language.

"oh."

"Your Excellency, you are not from this world, are you?" Ducao said, staring at Xiaoyao's eyes.

Li Xiaoyao looked at Ducao's eyes, and a sword intent flashed in his eyes. Ducao suddenly felt a wild giant beast roaring at him.

"Ha, don't stare into other people's eyes, it's impolite, ha." Xiaoyao withdrew his eyes.

Ducao came to his senses and found that his back was wet.

"I'm not from this world, so what can I do! Huh?" Xiaoyao looked at Ducao.

Yes! It really can't do anything, the two fell into silence.

Li Xiaoyao looked at the two of them looking silent.

"Ha." The laughter broke the silence between the two, "I know what you are here for, I will follow you." Xiaoyao stood up and walked out the door to look at the soldiers.

"You probably don't have my information." said without looking back. Ducao was interrupted by Xiaoyao. "I used to be a soldier, a soldier from China. I have been fighting for countless soldiers throughout my life. If it weren't for other reasons, I might have been lying in the Martyrs' Cemetery, and the other reasons are the reasons I am here." After saying these words, Ducao was already behind him, standing attentively and saluted.

"Even if this is not my hometown, it is still the earth and China, and I will still fight to the end." At this time, Xiaoyao is no longer the Qinglian Sword Immortal, but a soldier, the naked soldier.

"salute!"

The same sound echoes in different places.

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"Is this theological school?" Xiaoyao returned to his usual time.

"Yes, yourselves." Ducao accompanied Xiaoyao to the left and Ryze to the right.

"Don't call me yourselves, just call me Xiaoyao, Chief." Xiaoyao said jokingly.

"Since that's the case, I'm not pretentious."

"Xiaoyao, we don't have much time left. I hope you can lead them to defend China and the earth in times of danger." Ducao said seriously to Xiaoyao. "In the mouths of the gods," and added a sentence in his heart.

"Yes!" Xiaoyao saluted and returned.

"Teacher Liu, we will be colleagues in the future!" Xiaoyao said funnyly.

"Yes, yes." Teacher Liu returned with his unique voice.

"Since that's the case, Lao Liu, please take it to the dormitory."

"Um."

When Ducao was about to leave, a girl who was extremely beautiful but surrounded by a cool aura stopped Ducao's shoulder, "Lao Dou, who is this person? Is it new?"

"You are not big or small." Ducao said helplessly.

Qiangwei, her mother's death since childhood, made her not communicate with others and became introverted. Even though Ducao didn't come home to take care of her, she still spoiled and cherished her.

"He, a former soldier." Ducao did not express Xiaoyao's identity.

"Oh" Qiangwei stared at the place where Xiaoyao disappeared, and said to herself, feeling a little bit of consciousness, strange? "Since there is nothing else, I'll go to train." As she said that, she left here.

Ducao looked at Qiangwei leaving, alas, this child.
Chapter completed!