He is a God-given one!

Hiss… He covered his head, feeling very dizzy.

He hadn't noticed it just now due to the excitement, but now his vision was a little dark.

Xu Qingsong covered his head and hurried upstairs in the dark. After returning home, he collapsed on the ground.

He looked around the room where he had lived for the past two years.

Fortunately, there was no furniture in the room, and the fire that had just been ignited burned out, leaving only a few small flames.

The ground was littered with broken glass, dented and yellowed walls, ashes from burnt furniture, and broken doors.

What a mess!

But he laughed, first a low, suppressed laugh, then he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

His laughter, full of joy, carried through the empty windows into the night air and echoed through the empty doorframes down the corridor.

"Praise the Redemption!"

He crossed his fingers, lowered his head, and began to pray to his god.

…

In the night, Cen Qiyun walked briskly, seeming a little excited. "My Lord has gained another divinely blessed person. How wonderful!"

Meng Yi's face was full of strangeness. He just realized that Cen Qiyun hadn't said anything about friendship before dragging Xu Qingsong to her house...

So, his followers have a very special attitude towards him?

And it is the kind of unconscious discrimination.

Maybe Xu Qingsong is the same.

Cen Qiyun turned around and said:

"By the way, can we take Xu Qingsong with us when we go to the wilderness in a few days? There is strength in numbers."

Meng Yi's face darkened, "Don't!"

This kid is still a burden at the moment, so I dare not bring him along!

"This is both our first time in the wilderness, and we're bringing others along? That kid..."

Meng Yi organized his words and said, "I just came of age!"

"Too."

"I'll have him come to see us tomorrow morning, and then I'll explain the basics of being a Divine Grace to him."

At this point, Meng Yi paused, a little hesitant. "You said... since Zhu Hongyu has resigned, can Xu Qingsong take over, ahem, the free training?"

Cen Qiyun's eyes lit up. "Yes, I was just thinking about whether I should lend him 100,000 yuan tomorrow so that he can receive Zhang Yao's training first."

“There are free ones!”

Meng Yi's eyes darkened when he heard this. "You're quite generous. And you believed Zhang Yao when he said his training was worth 100,000?"

Then he noticed something: when Cen Qiyun and Xu Qingsong discussed money, they used the term "borrowing," but she and he never used the same term. Except when it came to God, they were practically inseparable...

"Uh..." Cen Qiyun felt a little guilty: "How much is it worth?"

Meng Yi replied angrily: "It's worth one million!"

He plans to find out tomorrow whether the free training is reliable. Xu Qingsong is his believer, and he can't let himself get away with it just because he's greedy.

After the two returned home, Meng Yi looked at the time and it was already eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

Cen Qiyun actually still has the energy to read!

Meng Yi yawned and said, "Let's go to sleep."

Cen Qiyun began to feel restless.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"This dress is starting to bite me... I'll buy some meatballs tomorrow."

Meng Yi grinned, his clothes were not damaged that day.

Go in quickly and lock the door.

He wants to go to the red fog to take stock of the day's harvest!