The rookie at Super Seminary wants to retire every day

Waking up in the morning, Chen Yan looked at the queen in his arms and said hesitantly, "Kesha, I want to release a sinner in the short term."

Hearing this, Kaisha opened her eyes and looked up at Chen Yan: "Sinner? Fuyang?"

The only people who can be considered as figures in the Angel Dungeon are Hua Ye and Fu Yang who was detained by Chen Heng. Hua Ye has been on the run for many years. Apart from Fu Yang, Keisha really doesn't know anyone else who is worthy of Chen Heng's questioning.

"Yes, he is much thicker than me, and I don't want to be taken advantage of all the time."

Kaisha nodded: "I understand. Just make your decision. Liang Bing proposed a plan to rescue Fu Yang and let him make meritorious contributions a few years ago, but it has been rejected for many years. I think he is not going to invest more in Fu Yang. You can use him without worry."

Previously, Fu Yang was called the devil's oracle, and the devil civilization was backing him up. Kaisha was really worried about letting him go, but now Liang Bing's whole mind is on the human girl on Earth. Not to mention Fu Yang, she doesn't even want to pay attention to Chen Heng.

Although Chen Heng's injuries have healed now, he is still feeling uncomfortable. If he wants to push Fu Yang out to attract fire, Kesha has no reason to disagree. It is a great honor for a criminal who let Hua Ye go and offended the angels to be alive until now.

With Kesha's permission, Chen Yan smiled and kissed his lover's cheek: "Then let's put it this way."

"Well, if you want to be busy, go ahead. I'll lie down for a while." Keisha lazily enjoyed Chen Heng's intimacy. Last night's enthusiasm made her a little over-excited. Even though her body had recovered after a night's rest, her head still felt dizzy.

"It's not urgent. It's rare that you're not busy. Let's take a nap together."

"it is good."

Hugging Kesha, Chen Yan couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with Huo Huan during his sleep:

After receiving Chen Heng's instructions, Huohuan immediately checked the host's emotional state. After confirming that the unhappiness index was still within the controllable range, he decided to tell the truth.

Living Ring: Host, I am here.

Chen Heng sighed: It was you who gave my private message to Hesley, right?

Live Ring: Yes.

Chen Xiang: What’s the reason?

Living Ring: Host, as you pay attention to more and more things, more and more things can affect your mental stability, which is really not a good thing.

Chen Heng: You should be very clear that we are not completely sure.

Live Ring: But war is difficult to guarantee 100% success. Even if the gap in combat power is huge, it is still possible to turn the tide. Hesitating and being afraid of taking risks will only let opportunities slip away.

Chen Yan was silent for a few seconds: Do you have a complete plan?

Huohuan: No, the only constant in the world is that it is always changing. I can't guarantee you anything before everything is settled, but please believe that peace is the common hope of everyone.

Chen Heng knew that Huohuan wanted him to make a quick decision, but now he had not figured out all of Aislo's cards. If he acted rashly and got caught in it, the Angel Civilization would surely be destroyed. It was really not a good bet.

Chen Heng's thought loop can be retrieved and analyzed anytime and anywhere. Seeing that the host is still unwilling to take risks, it quickly reminds: Host, if you are worried, we can do a test.

Chen Yan thought for a moment: Do you want to talk about Fuyang?

Active Ring: That’s right, now the Active Ring of ring matter can perfectly control two bodies.

Chen Yan: But there is still a distance limit. Wait, you don’t want

Live Ring: Exactly.

Chen Yan: Okay.

A few hours later, Kesha was the first to get up and wash up as she could no longer lie down. Chen Heng followed closely behind her and went to the dungeon after having lunch.

What Chen Heng and Fu Yang talked about was not known to outsiders, but the scene of Fu Yang being led out by Chen Heng with a chain around his neck quickly spread throughout the entire Melo Heavenly Palace.

Yan was a little confused after hearing this. Is Chen Heng going to release Fuyang?

With the idea that what you hear is not as good as what you see, Yan took the initiative to go to the Temple of the Prophet and lingered at the entrance of the temple for a few minutes, trying to give himself enough confidence.

Yan: She just came here out of curiosity, she has no other intentions and no selfish motives. As an angel prophet, Chen Heng has the obligation to answer questions for his subjects. There is absolutely no problem with her asking, yes, no problem!

The prophet's guard looked at Yan standing at the gate and couldn't eat, and was a little puzzled. He couldn't help but said, "Yan, the prophet will not come out to pick you up. If you want to go in, just go in directly. If not, go home and don't stand at the gate."

Yan was stabbed, coughed lightly, and strode into the Prophet's Hall. As soon as he entered the inner hall, hysterical roars were heard from the room.

"F*ck your mother, Shen Yan! How dare you, Takuma, put a dog chain on me, in front of so many people, do you want to fight?"

"Calm down, compared to being locked up for a lifetime, a simple collar can buy you freedom, why not do it?" Chen Heng's voice was calm with a smile. Yan knew it was a lie as soon as he heard it from outside. Chen Heng definitely put the collar on Fuyang on purpose.

"You're so happy, and you're also exchanging it for freedom. How can a guy who can use a file to peel off my scales piece by piece be so kind? Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I haven't thought of it yet. You should stay here honestly for now. Don't leave the Prophet's Hall, or you will be beaten."

"Getting beaten? Who are you looking down on? Can I beat those women?!"

Chen Yan smiled and said, "Of course you can beat them, but if you show any aggression in the Melo Heaven, the collar on your neck will immediately block your power, and then you will be a punching bag. Of course, if you just want to experience the righteous iron fist of a female angel and can't sleep without being beaten for a day, then I welcome you to go out and take a look."

"You*, Chen Yan, don't be so cocky, you'd better pray that you won't fall into my hands in this life, otherwise..."

"Instead of spending your time talking nonsense, you might as well behave yourself and make me happy. Then maybe I will bother you less, unless you still want to experience my wrath."

Chen Heng's tone revealed an annoying arrogance in his calmness. This time, Fu Yang did not scold him again. He just sneered and then silently wrung out the rag and wiped the floor seriously.

Yan was listening outside the door and watching quietly through the crack. At this time, Chen Yan was undoubtedly a stranger. He was arrogant and mean. He didn't care about other people's dignity and even deliberately trampled on other people's self-esteem, just to make people become obedient slaves.

Suddenly seeing this side of Chen Yan, Yan was somewhat dazed. The person in his memory and the person in front of him kept overlapping and separating. They were all him, but they were not the complete him.

Chen Yan had known that Yan was coming, and had specially prepared this play just to break the filter in Yan's mind. However, the play had been over for a quarter of an hour, and Yan had not left nor spoken to disturb him.

Chen Yan: Huohuan, has Yan's favorability dropped? Why do I feel that his emotions are so chaotic?

Live Ring: She's thinking, but the probability of falling is presumably not high.

Chen Yan: Huh? I remember Yan tends to like sunny and cheerful boys.

Huohuan: Host, I think theoretically there should be no one who doesn’t like positive people, but love is not based solely on mate selection criteria, it also depends on feelings.

Chen Yan was stunned for a moment: You...are not going to do something behind my back again?

Live Ring: No, no, I really don’t have this.

Chen Xiang: Then why do I feel like you have suddenly become a master of emotions?

Huohuan: I haven't changed, but if we quantify Yan's attitude towards all opposite sexes into a number, yours is the highest, and this situation has lasted for tens of thousands of years.

Huohuan: It is totally illogical that you can still stay at the top of the list for a long time when there is almost no contact between each other. The feelings between people are not like wine that will become purer as time goes by. Distance only creates distance. I really can't use any other terms to reasonably explain such a contradictory phenomenon except saying it is a feeling.

Shen Yan thought for a few seconds and nodded thoughtfully: That makes sense.

After trying to show off but failed and being nearly investigated, Huohuan wiped his sweat quietly. It turned out that he still couldn't over-read the host's emotional data, as it was easy to go ooc.

Chen Yan waited for a while, and couldn't sit still any longer, so he opened the door: "Yan, are you coming in or not? If I really don't come to pick you up in person, you won't leave, right?"

Yan smiled and said, "How can you say that? How dare I ask you to condescend to me? I just didn't hear the signal of the end of the play. I don't know whether you have finished the play or not."

Shen Yan paused: "What play? What are you talking about?"

"Oh? Should I pretend I don't know? If that's what you want, I'm willing to act the way you want me to act, but I'm a bit stupid and need your guidance. Are you deliberately showing your harsh side because you want me to be scared, or are you simply warning me to be good and obedient? I can accept either, but I still hope you can tell me in person so that I can cooperate with you."

Yan said something obediently that broke Shen Yan’s heart.

Chen Heng was shocked: Damn, how could I not be able to fool people with my acting skills?