Based on these clues, Qian Qian roughly concluded that Nangong Zhao and the others should have discovered some shocking secret in the Book of Documents. Although they don’t know why Ye Chen became the savior, it is speculated from the attack on Han Laoliu and the others and the fire on the Book of Documents that those mysterious guys are undoubtedly coming for Ye Chen!

No matter what Nangong Zhao and the others saw in the classic library, Qian Qian knew that he only had one thing to do, that was to hide Ye Chen.

So Qianqian drove to the Southeast City that day. In a Hummer not far behind, Dongfang Xian looked at the traffic ahead with a cold expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Dongfang, are you sure you're not dreaming?"

Wang Shougang held it in the driver's seat for a long time, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"Uncle Wang, this matter is quite a matter of no mistake."

Dongfang Xian sighed. At this moment, his mind was in a mess, and he really had no intention of explaining anything to Wang Shouguo.

"Okay, okay, I understand, then I'll drive faster."

Although Wang Shouguo was still a little doubtful, he chose to trust the other party out of trust in Dongfang Xian.

Dongfang Xian nodded, leaned against the passenger seat and closed his eyes and began to ponder.

Although he was able to obtain the practice of martial arts and practice, and was nominally the son of the God-Choose, in fact, Dongfang Xian understood that he had to add the word "candidate" after his identity as the son of the God-Choose.

Unlike Ye Chen who was directly selected by Tiandao, Dongfang Xian was actually selected by Guan Gongming. Rather than saying that he was chosen by Tiandao, it is more appropriate to say that he is Guan Gongming's disciple.

Dongfang Xian was summoned by Guan Gongming at the age of thirteen and started his cultivation. Now it has been ten years. In terms of seniority, he is not sure how taller than Ye Chen, but Dongfang Xian is not at all dissatisfied with Ye Chen's position as soon as he appears.

He is a smart man and a general person. He knows how heavy the chosen son needs to bear. Although Dongfang Xian is self-conceived, he is not interested in taking on this burden. After learning that he might have to resist the burden of saving the world, he has been hoping that someone can come forward to replace him.

I had been waiting for him for a whole decade before I finally waited for Ye Chen. Dongfang Xian saw that he could throw away the burden that had been pressed on him for ten years, but he didn't expect that he would be in a business accident again. This made Dongfang Xian feel a headache and also raised his vigilance.

The danger this time should be related to the guys who tried to change the way of heaven mentioned by the teacher before. However, this is the first time in so many years that Dongfang Xian has learned the real name of this organization from his teacher.

"What kind of guys are they who dare to touch the way of heaven? What is their purpose?"

Dongfang Xian murmured to himself, and Wang Shouguo, who was driving beside him, couldn't help but shake his head; Dongfang Xian is good at everything, but he just doesn't like to express his feelings easily, and he likes to hide anything in his heart, which is completely different from discussing with their good friends.

As the sun gradually sets westward and night falls slowly, the Southeast City after sunset appears even more prosperous. Countless men and women shuttle through the city with the fatigue from work. At this time, the bars that were originally unpopular began to become popular.

Ye Chen stood on the roof outside the bar, looking at the crowd coming and going below, with a faint smile across the corner of his mouth.

"What are you thinking?"

Old Chen's soul body came out of Ye Chen's body and floated beside Ye Chen, looking at the lights and wine in the distance with his hands behind his back, as if he was asking Ye Chen, and as if he was talking to himself.

"It's okay, Mr. Chen, you seem to have recovered well."

Ye Chen looked over. At this moment, Mr. Chen had a normal human size, and was no longer the Q-version state he had before. His figure was much more condensed than before. From a distance, people who didn't know thought that this person was covered with a layer of white gauze.

"Haha, it's really much better than the fact that the body and spirit were almost destroyed before, and this is all thanks to your help."

When Mr. Chen said this, he actually reached out to pat Ye Chen on his shoulder and patted him gently. What surprised Ye Chen even more was that Mr. Chen's hand slapped his shoulder was exactly like a normal person!

"Mr. Chen, you are..."

"I can only get one step away from condensing my soul and gathering my shape. Although I can't realize the great way without my body, I can still be free for a hundred years at this time. Compared with the Shushan Gate who died in battle with me, I am already very lucky."

When he said this, the smile on Mr. Chen's face also turned into a bitter smile.

"Mr. Chen, don't be too sad. Those seniors who were martyred for the sake of the people of the world were the righteousness of the world. I believe that God will not let them die in vain."

Ye Chen comforted.

"I hope so."

Old Chen nodded, looked up at the night sky, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Old Chen's face changed slightly, his eyes locked at a certain position in the air like lightning, and then raised his hand and slapped Ye Chen away with a palm.

"Old Chen?"

Ye Chen was a little overwhelmed by Mr. Chen's slap and almost fell off the roof. But before he could stabilize his body, he heard Mr. Chen shouting behind him:

"retreat!"

Mr. Chen's word was concise and clear, which made Ye Chen's originally stable body tense suddenly. He didn't even think about jumping to the roof opposite. Before he could go back to investigate what was going on, he heard a burst of clear sword sounds, tiles and bricks falling on the ground and the screams of the crowd from behind him.

Ye Chen's heart sank, and he quickly turned around and found that a large piece of the eaves where he had just paused had been cut off, and the cut was extremely flat, which shows how terrible the sharp blade that cut it was.

Above it, a figure in a black robe floated in the air, almost blending with the night sky. If it weren't for the broken sword with red light in his hand, it would have been a bit troublesome to find his trace.

"Tell me, who are you!"

Ye Chen stared at the man in black robe in the air, not daring to distract himself from investigating the crowd crying and noisy below. He could feel that as long as he was a little distracted, he might fall into a state of no return.

"The cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm... It's you. It seems that our decision is correct."

The man in black robe did not answer Ye Chen's words, but murmured to himself.

"Ye Chen, go quickly, their target is you, I will stop him first!"

Old Chen shouted loudly and rushed towards the man in black.

"Lan Jian?"

The man in black robe seemed a little surprised:

"It's newly condensed, no wonder."
Chapter completed!