Chief Commander of the Star Queen

Chapter 42 The Church Priest
Qianqian, is she really not dead?If not, why not come to him?
If, if Qianqian is really not dead, even if he searches the entire universe, he will find her, and this time, he will never let her go again...

Walk into the main hall of the church familiarly.

Looking up at the huge golden cross wrapped around the snow-white angel, a mocking smile suddenly appeared on Ling Qian's calm face.

God, an illusory thing that can no longer be illusory, yet so many people believe in him.

If there are gods, can war be avoided?So those who died, can they be revived by praying?

"god……"

"The so-called god is actually just a kind of spiritual sustenance, an existence that people want to believe in created for themselves in extreme panic."

A voice as gentle as clear water suddenly sounded from behind, and Ling Qian could even see it as long as he turned his head.

However, Ling Qian didn't turn her head. When she heard the words, she paused a little, but kept her previous posture, looking up at the two-winged angel bound on the cross.

"Four months and 28 days, you still look like you don't care about anything. Even if you come back here, you still don't believe in the existence of gods?"

Another slightly mischievous voice said with a chuckle, even if you don't look back, you can still feel the warmth conveyed by this voice.

"Spatial movement, although the technology is not very good, but it is indeed done, at least someone's body is still there!"

"Could it be that I don't want it? That would be a headache. After all, she is really a beauty. Even if she is not angry, it's a pity to throw it away."

The two of them sang together, the corners of Ling Qian's mouth twitched, and it really hit her point.

"Xiu, Mino!"

Turning her head slowly, the corners of Ling Qian's lips curled up, and a very real smile slowly spread on her face.

The four men dressed in snow-white bishop uniforms and holding thick scriptures in their hands all looked at her with joyful smiles.

So after Ling Qian's rebirth, facing a large group of talented teenagers with good looks is also the reason why she is calm and not impatient, partly because she is really not interested in those teenagers who are six or seven years younger than her psychologically. In part, it was because she was surrounded by absolutely beautiful people.

After getting along for a long time, she has already formed aesthetic fatigue, and she is not very interested in the matter of handsome men, unless it really catches her eyes and makes her look at them differently!
The gentle and elegant Xiu Ya, the lively and active Mino, and the other two unrelenting Ares and Uriah who can't seem to be trained to serve the gods.

"Welcome back, Qianqian!"

The gentle Xiu Ya Wuliang rolled his eyes, opened his arms with a smile, and just moved his feet, before he had time to react, Mino, who had been standing beside him, rushed up.

Hugging the unresponsive Ling Qian into his arms, Mino kept rubbing Ling Qian's neck with what he could call his hairy head, and said with a slightly coquettish voice: "Qianqian is really heartless!" Man, you should have come to see us early tomorrow, but you didn't come until now, you have broken his heart. Qianqian must make up for him!"

Ling Qian's exquisite little face, which originally had a slight smile on it, slowly stiffened, but helplessness and connivance flashed in the cat's pupils.

And at this moment, the always slender hand stretched out, unceremoniously twisted Mino's back collar, and lifted him away from Ling Qian's body.

"Mino, don't you look at your stature, and what kind of stature is Qianqian!" Ares reminded, staring at Mino, who was struggling in his hand, contemptuously.

Mino's height is only a head taller than Ling Qian who is 1.6 meters [-]. Compared with the other three, he is also the shortest one.

Being held by Ares and his toes were still on the ground, Mino became angry immediately and struggled harder, "Let go of me, Ares, I command you to let me go, let go, let go..."

Looking at these two people with black lines all over their heads, Ling Qian was really speechless. She really wanted to know if the believers in Landis could still believe in the priest they had always been in awe of when they saw the priest they had always been in awe of The so-called gods.

"About what you said just now, my 'remains', what's going on? I remember that it was blown up with the space battleship. Also, Mariko and the others can know my identity, and it is also with you Does it matter?"

"Isn't Qianqian here just to find such an answer? In fact, your heart should have pointed out the answer to you, hasn't it?"

Xiu Ya took a step forward, stretched out her slender white hands from her long sleeves, and gently placed them on her chest, smiling gently with encouragement.

Seeing this scene, Uriah, who had a wild temperament, rolled his eyes towards the sky, stepped forward and grabbed Ling Qian's shoulder, and said impatiently: "Xiu Ya, you know that she doesn't like to hear It’s our amazing words, you can just say it straight.”

"Uria, I think you, as a priest, seem to need to revise the etiquette regarding the priest's words and deeds, what do you think?"

"Uh, it's unnecessary! Qianqian just came back, we also need to know how she is doing during this time!"

The leader of the four, Xiu Ya, although he looks gentle and harmless on the surface, is someone that few people dare to provoke.One is not afraid of vicious people, but only guards against people who are harmless on the surface. Often such people are more terrifying than anyone else.

"About Lin Qian's body, it is indeed in the church intact, but Qianqian, I don't think you want to see it either?" Xiu Ya and Ling Qian walked side by side in the long corridor of the church, facing the nuns or others around them. The servant of the gods always had a faint smile on his face.

Several other people also regained the calm and calm that a priest should have.

They are really good at pretending, these people.

"Qianqian is back, does Sean know about it?" Ling Qian didn't answer Xiu Ya's question, but he knew the answer.Slightly pondered, nodded and said: "Really? I think you should have your reasons for doing this! So, is there anything we need to answer for you this time?"

In the courtyard, Xiu Ya brought Ling Qian a cup of rose tea exuding a sweet smell. The four of them sat around her, not in a hurry, and quietly looked at her who was silent.

Gracefully picked up the scented tea, took a sip, lifted the lazy cat pupils, glanced at the four people sitting beside her, and said, "I need your explanation about my identity. Don't tell me anything about gods, you should know that I never believe in it."

(End of this chapter)