My Archangel

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On the last page of the title, Qiao Wen found a line of beating countdown from the page of this book...

"...Is it so strong? A magic circle that will refresh the information in real time is left on the page?"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qiao Wen blinked, already aware of something.

Although he is not very sure how long this book has been published, it is obvious that the reason for the "first emperor" to choose to sponsor this book... should be the one that resembles some kind of publicity advertisement now presented to him. Something out.

"expedition……"

Looking at the above-mentioned information, Qiao Wen's eyes gradually flashed with a slightly surprised look.

Because he still remembered that just a few seconds ago, he saw the same words on the last page of the book.

——When the fire of the expedition scorches this continent, you damn parasites will all be judged, I swear.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wen instinctively turned back to the last page and took a look. After confirming that he had remembered correctly, the expression on his face suddenly became even more strange.

Because he originally thought this was a matter between Li Siren and the gods, and mortals like himself couldn't get along with it, but he didn't expect that this "expedition" would suddenly make him a possibility to participate in the game.

However, Qiao Wen currently does not intend to participate.

Although he is not very clear about Li Siren's "expedition", he has also seen a few short lines of description in other history books in this study.

How should I say, the evaluation is not very good.

-Weak and miserable.

——Sixteen times, sixteen consecutive failures in ten thousand years.

——Poor, I was trampled under my feet every time.

-Sixteen defeats, even the original border has shrunk more than half. Perseverance is a virtue, but stupidity is not.

In Qiao Wen's limited impression, the authors of those books may be regretful, sad, or critical, but generally they are not positive reviews.

This also caused Qiao Wen to instinctively ignore the "Expedition" a long time ago, and was totally uninterested.

But now...

'Have the confidence to mark this kind of summoning order for all the human beings of the gold rank...At least the rewards for participating in the expedition mentioned above should not be too shabby, right?'

After blinking his eyes, Qiao Wen turned the page again after this thought came to mind, and patiently began to check the specific content of the follow-up.

"…grass?"

Then, before long, Qiao Wen's eyes slowly widened, as if he had seen something that brightened his eyes.

...

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One o'clock.

Forest of Monsters, forest hut, second floor corridor.

'Expedition, expedition, expedition...'

Holding a heavy medicine jar in his arms and a pillow with obvious stitches under his armpit, there was a strange look in his eyes. Qiao Wen kept repeating these two words in his heart, and walked up the stairs staggeringly.

Then, at the corner of the stairs, he almost ran into the tentacle monster who was also coming, and subconsciously took a step back.

However, because of the stairs behind, Qiao Wen almost stepped on the air, staggering for a while.

"Ah, Master Al? Are you... okay?"

The body was wrapped by the tentacles that stretched out in time. After regaining his balance, Qiao Wen blinked his eyes and suddenly recovered.

"Ah... it's okay, sorry, just thinking about something..."

Looking at Ah Jiu, whose other tentacles were almost wrapped in new wicks, and apparently fueling the magic lights in the corridor, Qiao Wen was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a little hesitation on his face, and finally he spoke. Said: "Well...thank you early this morning, no...thank you very much."

Although Ah Jiu himself did not say it clearly, after Qiao Wen woke up this afternoon, he heard the exhaustion in its voice, and he was almost certain that he stayed up late last night to help make powder for himself and the archangel...it must have been there too .

"No, I can help Young Master Al, I am very happy too."

The other tentacles swayed slightly, watching the medicine jar that Qiao Wen was holding in his arms at this time. The tentacles blame Ah Jiu seemed to be as happy as it said.

"..."

Seeing this scene, subconsciously pinched the soft tentacles in front of him and poked, Qiao Wen sighed helplessly.

To be honest, if Ah Jiu in front of him is not Vina's possession, he really wants to take it with him to take care of himself.

That's so cool.

"That, and... Master Al... Congratulations!"

"what?"

However, just as Qiao Wen was thinking about something unrealistic and was a little distracted, he suddenly heard something that made him puzzled from the mouth of the tentacle in front of him.

"That, Ajiu? What are you congratulating?"

Some doubts appeared in his eyes, and Qiao Wen was confused after noticing that Ah Jiu was staring at him with a rather excited look.

"Of course, congratulations on your relationship with Master Vina has improved again."

"...You can see this too?"

After Qiao Wen asked, the tentacle blame Ah Jiu's answer confused him.

Although he himself felt that after kissing his face today, the relationship between himself and the witch-sama had indeed changed slightly... But how did he know this?

"Of course, because of your...cough, sorry, Master Al, you are very good-looking right now, and there is still a corridor with the wicks under the next floor. You should study tomorrow, Master Al, right? I won’t bother you anymore. ."

However, this time, he was so excited that Ah Jiu suddenly choked in his voice, as if Xiang said something.

Afterwards, it seemed as if it had suddenly thought of something that made it vigilant. It was actually the tentacles dancing. After forcibly saying goodbye, they swept around Qiao Wen and followed the stairs downstairs.

"...How do you feel, what is it hiding? What does it mean to look very good now? Is there something on my face?"

Seeing this scene, Qiao Wen was somewhat inexplicably stunned, his eyes blank.

Subconsciously, he touched his face.

But there is nothing strange.