My Archangel

And... On the other side of Qiao Wen, is Heli, who also has her head buried in her sleeping bag.

"Speaking of... Yesterday, I really seemed to see Heli when she had a nightmare."

Rubbing his forehead, as the thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, Qiao Wen would soon remember the memory of staying here overnight yesterday.

He also clearly saw the so-called strange look that Dai Er had mentioned before.

There is one thing to say, which is really strange.

Just watching Heli's nightmare from the sidelines, Qiao Wen felt that her blood pressure was a little higher.

The faint gasp, the expression that seemed a bit painful, the flushed sleeping face, and...In short, it was powerful in every aspect.

To be honest, it feels pretty glamorous.

In a sense...it does have a great impact on people, making it difficult to sleep.

But overall, there is no substantial danger.

The body temperature did not rise significantly while sleeping, and the depressed expression on the sleeping face quickly eased again after Qiao Wen and Dale tentatively pinched and kneaded.

No matter how you look at it, it's just a simple reaction after a nightmare.

The only thing Qiaowen cares about now is the red-haired woman in the dream Heli described.

In short, after Qiao Wen told two people about the use of Rune Bomb in more detail last night, he also gave Heli the transmission note in his hand.

Qiao Wen really didn't believe it. Under the current lineup, as long as the expedition officially begins, after the entire Lisiren including the two "sacred artifacts" enter the state of preparation in all directions, what other dirty things besides the monster It can be done again.

"...Speaking of which, what time is it?"

Shaking his head, re-pressing the deep impression in his mind, Qiao Wen once again turned his eyes to Dai'er, who was still sleeping soundly beside him.

After hesitating, instead of waking the two of them, he stood up alone and walked towards the door.

"Good morning, group leader."

Just after Qiao Wen opened the door, he saw Morik who was waiting near the door.

And... several guards around him staring at him intently.

"Come so early? What time is it?"

After a moment of stunned, Qiao Wen looked at Morik and asked.

"Ah, now? It's eight and fifty."

Morik's pocket watch confirmed the time and replied.

"what?"

Qiao Wen was a little confused.

"It is indeed 8:50. There are still ten left before this morning's qualifiers officially started... No, nine minutes, just another minute ahead."

After receiving Qiaowen's gaze, which was clearly mixed with "how much did you just say", Morik glanced at his pocket watch again, using the already-sounding "team leader" as the beginning, and replied in a respectful tone. : "Group leader Qiao, I still think that if I don't see you in another five minutes... I can only find other ways to notify you."

"Oh, is that so..."

Scratching the hair on the back of his head, Qiao Wen's eyes that were still somewhat sloppy gradually converged.

"We... shouldn't have played in the first group?"

Rubbing his eyes, Qiao Wen asked with some uncertainty.

"Um... we seem to be indeed the first group, but the two young gods don't seem to be..."

Morik responded like this.

"...I see, you can go there first, my side will be ready soon."

After listening, Qiao Wen was silent for a moment, turned around, and returned to the training ground from the gate.

"Get up, get up, the pre-selection will be made right away, and you still sleep?"

Then, worried that the young god would be late, he picked up the two sleeping bags and shook them from side to side, waking the two inside together very intimately.

...

five minutes later.

"Oh... is this the position for this preselection."

After riding Glyle to the outside of the temple, Qiao Wen looked at the battle in front of him, his eyes widened slightly.

There are so many people.

People who don’t know how many circles have almost surrounded.

Just looking at it will make people subconsciously produce a similar illusion of "Did the people in this main city come to watch the battle?"

However, even though there were so many people around, the vicinity of the temple at this time... was unexpectedly quiet.

No, it is not so much quiet, it is better to say that the atmosphere lingering around here is very strange, and Qiao Wen who has just arrived here has clearly felt an inexplicable and strong sense of suffocation.

So serious.

I don't know if it was because the results of previous expeditions were too bleak, or because of other reasons. In short, these people who came to observe the pre-selection... are much more serious than Qiaowen imagined.

Moreover, in addition to this, the temple in the daytime looks completely different from the impression.

In order to meet this pre-selection, the modified venue has been smoothly divided into three sessions.

There is no doubt that these venues are almost the official venues for this pre-selection.

"...They all seem to be waiting for you to appear. If you make a mistake in the Dragon Breath in public later, it seems like it's fun... it hurts."

Qiao Wen turned his head silently, and glanced at Dai'er who was obviously affected by this atmosphere behind him.

However, before he said anything this time, he was hit by Dai'er with a fist on the waist.

"You only need to worry about your own side. Don't be beaten down by another group then it will be fun."

He snorted, although the expression on his face was still a little stiff, it could be seen that after smashing Qiao Wen, Dai Er's condition looked pretty good.

As for Heli, Qiao Wen didn't worry much.

This child has probably resisted stress since he was a child.