Meng Aman asked with concern, a worried look on his face.
Chen Jing shook his head: "It's nothing, I just thought of something."
"That mother is not righteous?" He lowered his voice and asked without hesitation.
The person who can change Chen Jingjing is naturally not the person on the "Hidden Dragon List".
Think back to the look just now.
It is not difficult to notice that after he mentioned "Heavenly Mother", his expression and tone changed.
God above.
A guy who can make a person selected by the Huangliang Realm become jealous, regardless of his origins and abilities, is far from a person like him who is just a small shrimp on the second floor of the interior scene.
But he asked anyway.
Those caravans were preaching in the city in the name of trade.
He did not control this matter.
After all, there are gods in this world.
Speaking of himself, he also believed in the thirty-three heavens, Taiyi Tianzun, the great mercy in Xumingtang Yaotian, who rescued those who suffered.
There is no dispute of faith between deities and deities.
Having a belief in your heart is not a bad thing.
But if that is not a good god, not even a deity or deity, but some high-level monk with evil thoughts...
That would be dangerous.
In the years when the Desolation Era had just arrived and the order had collapsed, this kind of thing happened frequently.
Although he has never experienced it.
But those examples are all written in books. I have read them since I was a child, and if I can't recite them, my father will punish me.
As the young city lord, he has to be responsible for his people.
Chen Jing shook his head hesitantly: "From my experience, he is not a good god."
"But now I'm starting to have my doubts."
in the things you come into contact with.
Tianmu and Huangliang Realm can be said to be like water and fire.
Even the "Heavenly Mother" is a serious problem in Huangliang Realm.
Can......
Now they are in peace with each other and appear in the same place. The followers of Heavenly Mother can even trust a monk from Huangliang Realm and let him protect them.
What happened?
There's still something I don't understand.
Meng Aman frowned: "He is really a god. Which level of heaven is he?"
Chen Jing shook his head: "I don't know. My teammates and I had contact with him once, but we didn't find out his true identity."
He hesitated and considered.
To be honest, he didn't want to have contact with the Heavenly Mother, even if he was just one of her followers.
But... I had a hunch.
It is no coincidence that these people appear in the City of Fusi at this moment.
He doubted that these people were here just for him.
"I'll go lie down tomorrow." Chen Jing frowned.
Meng Aman nodded: "Okay, I'll stay tonight, you..."
Chen Jing took the first step and said apologetically: "That wooden house is a magic weapon left by the master. There are some hidden things. I'm really sorry."
After you go offline, you no longer have any control over your body in this world.
The points raised are precious and cannot be wasted like this.
Even if he trusts Meng Aman, but...
We've only known each other for two months.
Meng Aman didn't take it seriously: "Then I'll stay and wait for you tonight. When will tomorrow be?"
"I will come out before dawn." Chen Jing was determined.
Meng Aman nodded: "Okay."
A bright smile appeared on his face. To be honest, he was really afraid that Chen Jing would have to wait until noon or afternoon before he had time to come out.
Chen Jing returned to the wooden house and exited the game.
First, I sent a message to the club’s coaches. I have something to do tomorrow and I won’t be able to go for training.
This is normal information.
But it scared those coaches to death.
They thought it was their words tonight that scared Chen Jing, so almost as soon as the text message landed, they called him.
He told Chen Jing not to have any psychological burden. Even if he doesn’t want to participate in professional competitions, they won’t force him.
Keep coming to the club to train.
Not to mention the benefits brought by Chen Jing himself.
It is his training attitude that has been able to motivate the athletes in the club.
These coaches have been talking about it for several hours just now.
People are more talented and work harder.
My talent is not as good as others, my hard work is not as good as others, and I don’t even want to have a career.
I have long been tired of thinking about chicken soup.
But Chen Jing's bowl of freshly cooked chicken soup, poured with their bloody chicken soup, was still very useful.
The young people who usually rely on their talents have corrected their attitudes.
The coaches have all spoken out.
Anyone who doesn't work hard in training will be asked to be Mr. Chen's sparring partner.
Who can bear being abused by a newbie?
The coaches' eager and enthusiastic attitude made Chen Jing dumbfounded.
He quickly explained that he was really in a hurry and would go back in one day, maybe two or three days.
As for career matters...
In fact, after learning about the so-called "unlimited mixed martial arts", the "unlimited" is not what I thought, but there are no restrictions on "moves" and "schools", so I don't want to go.
Especially what Meng Aman said.
The idea of career became weaker and more vague.
My moves and thoughts are too kind.
If there was no such world and such talent, career would certainly be one of the top choices in life.
but......
There happens to be that world.
What he wants is not to knock down his opponent, but to kill him.
If you develop the bad habit of "kindness".
I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive in a world that I already feel is "cruel" even though I have only heard about it.
Chen Jing did not refuse completely, but just told them that they would discuss it after returning.
He actually wants to participate in the "Black Boxing" in urban legends.
That kind of savagery and primitiveness that has not been whitewashed with any "civilized vocabulary" is probably what I need more now.
I don’t know if these coaches have any connections.
After comforting the last coach, Chen Jing sighed tiredly, ignored Ah Xuan's fuss, and grabbed him to the bedroom.
After practicing fighting, even petting the cat becomes easier.
Ah Xuan was still able to resist before and could escape from his arms by seizing the opening.
Now...
Kittens are born to be sucked by their mothers! Boy mothers are mothers too! Don't discriminate against male mothers.
Chen Jing set the alarm clock for five in the morning and went to bed.
The next day, I woke up with the alarm clock, washed and brushed my teeth, microwaved two buns and stuffed them in, and hurriedly logged into the game.
It's already very early.
But push the door open.
Meng Aman and his group had packed up and were waiting at the door. It seemed that they had been waiting for a long time.
"Are you so early?" Chen Jing looked up.
Half moon in the sky.
There were only a few stars scattered, and most of the lights were distorted. Only a few looked normal, but their light was very dim.
The sun, and the whirlpool that accompanies it, have not yet climbed out.
"The wasteland is not a suitable place to sleep." Meng Aman stood up and patted the dust on his body, "Even though it may be relatively safer here."
"Let's hit the road now. Do you want to put this wooden house away?"
Chen Jing shook his head: "No, I should be back in the evening."
Meng Aman was stunned for a moment: "That's right, you are a monk on the third floor of the inner scene, so ordinary troubles should not be difficult for you."
"Don't forget to note the route later."
Chen Jing's harmless face and smooth skin always made him feel protective.
