Daxia.

Lin Qiye pushed open the door of the office and walked in.

Shen Qingzhu was leaning against the window smoking. When he saw Lin Qiye coming, he gently flicked the cigarette butt, which turned into powder and floated out of the window.

"Are you all ready?"

"Yes, it has been printed." Lin Qiye walked to the office chair and sat down, smiling and said, "But it will take another two days for those Olympian gods to understand what that thing means..."

“That’s right, they don’t understand Chinese.”

"How's the battle going on your side?"

"Kill one, and the other gets away."

“It’s really unfortunate…Only one god came to the northern border, where the most people were stationed, while two came at once to the southern border. It’s already very good to be able to keep one.” Lin Qiye nodded and praised.

Shen Qingzhu didn't seem to think so. His brows were still furrowed. He felt very unhappy about letting an Outer God escape.

"By the way, Xia Simeng was here just now."

"She? What is she doing here?"

"At first he sneaked in and opened the door. When he found me inside, he smiled awkwardly for a long time. Finally, he left a document on your desk and left."

Hearing this, the corners of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly. He didn't even need to look at the documents on the table to know what that thing was.

"This guy took four leave in half a year. Once he said he had tuberculosis, once he said he had hemorrhoids, once he said he wanted to go back to his hometown for a blind date, and once he said his mother gave birth to a younger brother for him... If I remember correctly, her mother is almost sixty years old, right?"

Complaining, after a while, Lin Qiye sighed and reached out to flip through the book:

"I want to see what excuse she can come up with this time."

“

written request for leave:

Dear Commander Lin, I am pregnant...

”

"puff!!"

Lin Qiye suddenly sprayed out the half mouthful of water he had just drunk.

He coughed several times before calming down and continued to look down in astonishment:

"...Please don't ask me who the father of my child is. Maybe it's my unbridled and free soul..."

"In the past two days, I felt that my fetus was a little unstable, so I decided to take my child out into nature more often. Maybe when I find my unbridled and free soul again, his condition will get better..."

"This trip may take three or four days. Oh, and for the safety of the fetus, the other members of the Phoenix team may have to accompany me... I may not be able to serve Commander Lin during this period. Please forgive me, generous and handsome Lin Ba (crossed out)... Commander Lin, for your understanding!"

"Xia Simeng, captain of the Phoenix team, []~(￣▽￣)~*"

Lin Qiye: ...

He put one hand to his forehead and sighed.

"What's the reason this time?"

"She said she was pregnant..."

Shen Qingzhu's ears moved, and his voice lowered a little: "Whose?"

“What’s that? She just made up an excuse. She’s such a wanton and free soul…” Lin Qiye crumpled up the note in his hand and was about to throw it into the trash can, but then he hesitated as if he thought of something.

He finally unfolded the note and signed at the bottom right.

"You approve of this?" Shen Qingzhu asked in surprise.

“Approve it, why not?” Lin Qiye sneered, “Night Watchmen also have rules. Since it’s pregnancy leave, it must be approved according to the procedure… However, if she tells me after the leave that she can’t have a baby… hehehe…”

Shen Qingzhu understood what Lin Qiye meant and nodded, "This method is indeed cruel..."

Lin Qiye asked his secretary to send out the note and glanced at the clock on the wall. "It's almost time. Let's go and visit the teacher first."

…

The helicopter slowly descended over a wasteland, and the hurricane created by the propeller pressed the dead grass on the ground.

Two figures wearing crimson cloaks jumped down from the cabin door. Lin Qiye reached out and patted the cabin door, signaling the plane to leave first. As the buzzing sound started again, he and Shen Qingzhu were the only ones left in the entire wasteland.

This is an uninhabited area on the edge of the desert. The nearest city is nearly a hundred kilometers away. Under the gray sky, the wind is blowing hard, making their cloaks flutter.

Lin Qiye identified the direction and walked towards the depths of the no-man's land.

After walking about two or three kilometers, the ground beneath our feet was covered with a layer of yellow sand. If we looked carefully, we could see that underneath the sand, the ground was covered with fine cracks. Looking around, there was no vegetation on the ground, and we could not even see a single flying bird.

As they went deeper, even the existence of the wind became blurred. In this dead silent world, a faint sword intent seemed to be hovering over the two of them all the time. The further they went, the stronger the feeling of oppression became.

Of course, this feeling of oppression was not directed at the two of them, but was an indiscriminate release, as if deeper in this wasteland, there was a peerless sword that was unconsciously emitting its sharpness.

Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu had no intention of stopping. They walked through the sword intent and continued forward. Finally, a black dot appeared on the distant horizon...

It was a thatched hut.

The terrifying sword intent and sense of oppression all came from this thatched hut. Under the sword intent, there was no wind within a five-mile radius. Even the occasional rain that fell from the sky would be torn into pieces in mid-air by the sword intent and would not touch the ground at all.

Lin Qiye slowly stopped less than a hundred meters away from the thatched cottage.

He glanced around and saw white needles floating in the air next to the thatched cottage. If he looked closely, he would find that they were not needles at all, but miniature sword shadows hanging upside down in the air.

"The teacher's aura is getting more and more terrifying." Lin Qiye touched the sword shadow in front of him with his finger, and his fingertips were immediately pierced with a trace of blood. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Yeah...it's been three years since he went into seclusion, right?"

"Well, it's almost three years. When he said he was going to retreat to break through the 'Supreme' realm, holding a sword in one hand and dragging a suitcase full of books in the other, I was shocked." Lin Qiye's eyes showed a look of nostalgia.

"Three years have passed in a flash, and the teacher's aura is really about to break through that barrier..."

"If it succeeds, then Teacher will not only be the first human being in the world to become a god, but will also be the first to enter the supreme realm... the supreme sword immortal."

Shen Qingzhu sighed, "Teacher is worthy of being a teacher. I thought we were progressing fast enough, but I didn't expect that we still couldn't catch up with the teacher. With just a [Liuli Pure Heart], we can actually go this far."

Lin Qiye smiled, his eyes swept across the miniature sword shadows around him, and asked softly:

"Teacher, how long will it take for you to come out?"

After a moment, the miniature sword shadow floating in the air suddenly fluttered and intertwined into a white character in front of the two people:

--Nine.

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