I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 239 Maybe he is a survivor from the last era?
In Su Qing's apartment on Shengli Street in Tianjing City, Su Qing sat on the sofa and seriously watched the delayed live broadcast on the TV.

Seeing Li Xingruo who appeared on the stage, his expression changed slightly.

Yesterday he heard that Li Xingruo had officially ascended to the position of Saintess of the Holy Light Church.

Her appearance seemed to be expected.

After all, the Holy Light Church has to find a chance for the new saint to show her face.

And this massive overseas exploration is the best opportunity.

Glancing sideways at her sister who was not interested in the live TV broadcast at all, Su Qing hesitated and said, "Sister, if I go to participate in overseas exploration, do you think my mother will agree?"

"How many lives do you have to squander?" Su Baiyun adjusted the thick-rimmed glasses on his face.

Clamping the book he just borrowed from the library with a bookmark, Su Baiyun sighed: "I thought you came out of the room for some reason."

"So I wanted to die."

"Sister, why can't you think of a better place?" Su Qing was a little helpless: "What if I return with a full reward?"

"That's what gamblers think. What if I win Stud?" Su Baiyun said with a straight face, "Even if I agree, Mom won't agree."

"I agree." With a creak, the bedroom door on the other side of the living room slowly opened.

Su's mother, who was resting inside, suddenly made a sound.

"Mom?" Su Baiyun was taken aback when he heard that.

"Let him go." Su's mother's voice came again: "If you don't let him go, he will find a way to escape by himself."

"How can we two stop him?"

"But." Su Baiyun turned his head and stared at Su Qing fiercely.

Su Qing was a little surprised by her mother's sudden consent.

He had already thought up all kinds of words in his heart to persuade his mother, and even when he had no choice, he could only leave a note and sneak past.

"The men in your Su family all have the same temperament. If they want to do something, they won't be able to pull back nine cows." Mother Su sighed, and slowly closed the bedroom door.

Looking at the closed bedroom door, Su Qing didn't feel a little relaxed at the moment, but her mood was even heavier.

"You have found what you want to do, and I want to do it too." Su Qing slowly turned her head to look at Su Baiyun who was sitting next to her, staring down at Su Baiyun borrowed from Tianjing City Library The ancient book: "Aren't you also doing things with no future?"

Seeing Su Qing staring at the ancient book on his lap, Su Baiyun looked disappointed: "I don't think he is dead, so what I am doing now may be able to find its meaning in the future."

"I know you want to ask why?" Su Baiyun looked at Su Qing's hesitant expression, and directly took out his mobile phone, which Muye handed back to her through Su Qing.

She opened the phone carefully, and clicked on the text message in the phone.

"The green mist never dies, and the white clouds roll freely."

"The name sounds nice."

Looking at the short sentences that looked like poems in the text message, Su Qing showed doubts: "Is this the proof that Brother Mu is still alive?"

"Baiyun and Qing are our two names, and the origin of our names is this verse."

"Why didn't I know about this"

"You were still young at that time, and our father didn't choose our names for us, but one of his comrades in the army helped us to choose our names."

"And the origin of this line of poetry really has no source, and this line of poetry has never appeared in official books and textbooks."

"And our dad's comrade-in-arms worked with a professor to restore the relics of the previous era."

"Perhaps at that time, he saw this line."

"Then how did Brother Mu know the poems of the previous era?" Su Qing's complexion changed slightly, and he unconsciously looked at Su Baiyun, who had a clear expression on his face.

"What do you think?" Su Baiyun said with a calm expression, "Maybe he is the person who lived from the previous era to the present."

"How could a person who has experienced the destruction of the times die so easily?"

"Sister, I feel that you are hypnotizing yourself." Su Qing was a little speechless: "Brother Mu's net worth is clean, and he is a native of Nanjiang City."

"Then, can you be sure that the current Muye is the one who was born in Nanjiang City?" Su Baiyun's voice sounded faintly like a black veil: "Maybe it was earlier, and he lived in a longer era than we thought."

"After all, the discovery of various relics over the years is not limited to the two generations of human civilization that can be touched. It is unknown that there may have been more advanced civilizations earlier."

"This..." Su Qing was stunned for a moment, he couldn't find a point to refute.

But this kind of pure speculation cannot be regarded as fact.

It seems that Su Baiyun also thinks so, so she laughed and said: "No matter what kind of person he is, he is the one who saved our whole family."

While speaking, Su Baiyun's eyes turned to the TV screen, Li Xingruo, who was wearing a crystal laurel crown, looked like a princess in person.

At the moment when Li Xingruo's face was close-up in the picture, Su Baiyun saw the flashing back in Li Xingruo's eyes, and her heart beat suddenly.

"Did you see it?!" Su Baiyun reached out and grabbed Su Qing's shoulder.

On the square where the investigation department of Dongxing City called for the meeting, Makino hurriedly led Jing Xiran through the crowded crowd upstream.

Suddenly, he felt the glow on his back again.

This time it was not the Pope of the Church of Dawn, this sharp line of sight came from Li Xingruo in the center of the tower.

Found out?

Makino frowned, he never expected that Li Xingruo would appear in the investigation department's activities.

It's just that this glowing feeling is gone in a flash, as if no eyes were on Makino at all.

On the tower, Li Yan from Dongliang Group who was standing by the side saw that Li Xingruo was stiff and did not speak, coughed lightly and reminded: "Saint, it's time for you to speak."

Li Xingruo snapped back to her senses. She scanned the audience just now, and suddenly found a very familiar figure, but when she wanted to take a closer look, her eyes were involuntarily attracted by other places.

Looking at the place that attracted him just now, Li Xingruo frowned slightly.

She saw the white-haired old man sitting in a wheelchair looking at her, with a half-smile on his face.

She knew this person, Guan Liangyu had already introduced most of the forces in Dongxing City before coming to Dongxing City.

And the old man in the wheelchair is the current Pope of the local Dawn Church in Dongxing City.

Most of the reason why the Holy Light Church has a small audience in Dongxing City is due to the Dawn Church that existed in the early days of Dongxing City.

It is said to be a church, but Guan Liangyu's evaluation of them is more like an organization.

Before coming to Dongxing City, Guan Liangyu asked her not to get involved in anything related to the Liming Church, although the Liming Church seemed loose and had no audience.

But the inside is intricate, like a sleeping tiger.

(End of this chapter)