My Archangel

Collar x10

Ring x10

Carousel x1

Bihai Silver Needle x100

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"...??,...??"

In just a few seconds, after turning over the list and seeing some strange things that shouldn't have appeared in the "Daily Necessities" list, the expression on Qiao Wen's face changed dramatically.

"Um... Mr. Qiaowen, please take a closer look. As I said just now, I don't know much about these things... If there is anything missing, you can tell me. I will soon Someone will be arranged to help you go to the next city and buy all the missing items."

In the next moment, when Qiao Wen heard the words of the Saint Son next to him again, an unconcealable astonishment appeared in his eyes.

Almost instinctively, he turned his head stiffly, and cast his gaze to the Saint Son in front of him...

Then, he met the reddish cheeks on the opposite side again, and his eyes were faintly mixed with strange sights.

It is now that he finally knows... why the eyes of this holy son and the incumbents of these temples after seeing him just now are quite complicated and full of all kinds of things that can be blamed on " Envy, jealousy and hate" the emotions in the emotions here.

"Master Shengzi, I didn't seem to have said that I needed these things before..."

However, as a mature person for the time being, Qiao Wen naturally wouldn't get messed up in this situation.

He knew very well that it would only deepen this strange misunderstanding of himself.

How should I put it, although Qiao Wen has never cared how others think of him since a long time ago... However, he is naturally quite repulsive of such obvious stigma.

Rather, Qiao Wen is very confused now, and he doesn't quite understand... why these things that should be aimed at some special people appear on this list.

Moreover, listening to the words of the saint in front of him...they are all related to him.

"Could it be that……"

It was at this moment that Qiao Wen suddenly thought of this possibility.

Re-squeezing the list back into Elsia’s hand, Qiaowen pointed to the series of above that appeared alone when it was nothing wrong, but when they were combined together, it seemed strange. He asked with a gentle look: "Holy Master Zi, has anyone told you this specifically?"

"…Ok."

However, for his attitude at this time, Elsia nodded, although she was a little confused, and then turned her head slightly, staring at him with some doubts: "That... Mr. Qiaowen, you are right. These things... dissatisfied?"

"...No, how could it be? I am too excited just thinking about what will happen next."

Meeting Elsia’s gaze from the front, Qiao Wen shook her head, her face had a very natural, seemingly unconcealable smile: "To be honest, it was a great help."

"Ah, is that so... then I'm relieved."

Blinking her eyes, giving this type of gift to someone for the first time, Elsia watched the reaction on Qiao Wen's face with some uncertainty.

However, after a while, she couldn't see any trace of dissatisfaction from Qiao Wen's face, and she was slightly relieved.

"Speaking of it, you haven't told me, Master Shengzi, who provided you with this news, I must know her too? She must be still in the city now, and I want to thank her later."

"..."

"So, you don't need to answer verbally... I probably already know."

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A few minutes later.

Lisiren main city, suburb, a house.

This became Qiao Wen's new home.

The rooms between the three people...have been divided.

Simply, although this house is not comparable to a forest hut, it is indeed quite large.

Even if the three people and a Tentacle Monster were divided together, there would still be a spare room.

At this moment, he had already put on the pajamas that he thoughtfully prepared in the closet, Qiao Wen lay on a large piece of fluffy bed sheet and silently closed his eyes.

Today... unexpectedly tired.

It's not just because of spending a lot of time with a certain witch on the street, or because of letting go of the overloaded dragon's breath...More importantly, it is the accumulation of many large and small fatigues.

Now, after summarizing what he has experienced during this period of time... Qiao Wen was a little surprised to find that on his side... it seems that he hasn't slept for several days.

Ever since he woke up that morning and suddenly found a certain witch and archangel lying on his left and right sides, the things he encountered along the way didn't seem to have stopped.

First, he was held in the study room for a while, then he was forcibly teleported by a certain silver dragon, and then he accepted the inheritance, waiting for a certain chirping witch to come by herself... and even cut her own knife on the way. .

After finishing these things, he used the overloaded dragon's breath to become friends with the wolf of the wild. On the way to the main city of Lisiren, in order to urge an archangel not to sleep, he kept his eyes open.

Even after entering the main city, he was sent to the temple to light the holy fire without warning, and finally he was dragged to accompany a certain witch to light up the street for most of the day.

'Looking back now, I'm... not already an iron man?'

Lying on a soft quilt to release his fatigue, Qiao Wen finally had such a thought in his mind.

However, even true iron men can get tired, let alone a superficial iron man like Qiao Wen.

Time passed quietly.

Qiao Wen yawned silently as waves of fatigue gradually poured over his body.

tired.

Want sleep.

'The medicine that can avoid dreaming...has been taken, and now I have nothing to fear.'

Before going to sleep, Qiao Wen finally had such a thought in his mind.

Then, after realizing that all the insurance measures he had to take had been taken, he gave up thinking and silently closed his eyes.

The whole room quietly fell silent.

Very very quiet.

But... the only thing Qiao Wen didn't notice at the moment he closed his eyes is that in his dark pupils, there have been faint black mists lingering in his dark pupils.