The noble and graceful office cubicle, about 1,000 square meters, is decorated with flowers and plants, and delicate pictures depicting the cosmic landscape are hung on both sides. This is an unimaginable luxury scene in the city of fire, where every inch of land is valuable.

At least everyone in the Chenhe Empire has never seen it with their own eyes, let alone experienced it in person.

They were just ordinary cultivation geniuses, nothing special. Even if there were, it was nothing in the Flame City.

The translucent doorway is hidden so that no one peeks or eavesdrops.

There was silence in the office, and no one was talking freely.

Everyone in the Chenhe Empire who was in such a scene was terrified and silent, and when they heard Han Dong's indifferent voice at this time, how could they dare to argue in the slightest, and without even thinking about it, the three pink human cultivation geniuses obediently retreated.

Watching the three companions leave, the rest of the people became more and more respectful, apprehensive, nervous, and couldn't guess what this primordial highness had ordered.

Due to the hurry, the leaders of the office obeyed Han Dong's orders and summoned everyone on his behalf, but did not mark Han Dong's identity from the Chenhe Empire, so as not to have any accidents in the middle.

After all, there's nothing wrong with being careful.

Therefore, the people of the Chenhe Empire were puzzled, but they couldn't ask questions.

The Hengsha Star Gate is already unattainable, let alone His Royal Highness the Primordial Star Gate.

The white-horned young man led by him secretly guessed, and suddenly a spiritual light flashed in his mind, like a grand thunderbolt hitting the deepest part of the star spirit, and the single horn no longer turned, stopping the starlight breathing: "Pink Terran...... How does this Highness know the title of the Pink Terran...... Could it be that this primordial highness is related to our Chenhe Empire?"

Hiss!

The young man with white horns shook his heart and turned over the river and the sea.

However, the limit of what he could think of was only that. The rest of the people are similar, and the atmosphere of the cubicle has become strange and indescribable. If His Highness doesn't speak, which one dares to speak first?

"Well, you don't have to be nervous. ”

Han Dong, who was sitting on the black seat, dusted off his shoulders with short-sleeved home sleeves, and stood up with a chuckle: "I'm from Chenhe Palace of the Chenhe Empire. In response to the words of the current emperor, see how you are doing. ”

What the!?

Chenhe Empire, Chenhe Palace!?

The remaining fifteen people, including the white-horned youth, all looked up in shock, dumbfounded.

Everyone almost lost the ability to speak and the consciousness of thinking, as if the brain was reduced to a blank due to the million-foot tsunami, and the whole body was trembling slightly inside and out, shocked to the extreme, and excited to the extreme.

"Looks like you're doing well. Han Dong rubbed his fingertips, and sparks splashed wildly, like a starry sky rainfalling.

Everyone's lips trembled, and they couldn't open their mouths at all.

At this time, the emotions were almost like a volcanic eruption, vigorously boiling, spreading and burning, drowning all the thoughts, doubts, surprises, shocks, and the sound and color of the outside world.

As we all know: from ancient times to the present, the Chenhe Empire, which is confined to a small half of the galaxy, has never produced even a single Hengsha genius. And now there is a genuine primordial highness summoned everyone, stood in front of everyone, and personally told everyone that he was from the Chenhe Palace of the Chenhe Empire.

Emotions are burning, and eyes are boiling!

"Your Highness, Your Highness. The white horn of the young man began to spin back and forth, and said in a trembling voice: "You are really from the Chenhe Empire?"

The voice fell.

Wu Yu, the deacon who was standing beside Han Dong with his hands tied, stepped forward half a step forward, and his eyes widened: "Presumptuous, you actually question Your Highness!"

The peak momentum of the Void Cave level was slammed.

A strong wind blows inside the compartment, and turbulence blows all matter, which is the duty of the deacon. Just look at the crowd standing unsteadily, as if they were shaking.

"Boom. ”

"Void Cave Rank Peak, Primordial Deacon!"

Led by the white-horned youth, they swallowed jerky saliva in unison.

"It doesn't have to be that way. Han Dong waved his hand and motioned for Wu Yu to step back. With his hands behind his back, he looked at the cultivation geniuses of the Chenhe Empire one by one, and said with a smile: "You don't need to be nervous. I have been cultivated by the Chenhe Palace, and the starry sky nationality belongs to the Chenhe Empire. Then, according to the Mutual Aid Regulations of the Flame Zone, I will use the corresponding authority to give you sufficient cultivation resources and opportunities. ”

As long as the resources are sufficient and gradually become stronger, everyone will be able to gain a foothold in the Flame City.

When faced with a pile of firewood, Han Dong would only take out a spark. As for whether the flames can eventually ignite the prairies, it depends on the qualifications, perseverance, and cultivation attitude of these people.

No matter how much it is, Han Dong can't give it.

And the fire zone is not allowed.

"Remember. Han Dong's eyes were golden red, flashing with sharp colors, and swept over everyone's faces: "With the "Regulations on Mutual Assistance in the Same Country" to give you this opportunity, the resources are sufficient, and there are many opportunities, and others can't seize them." So it's up to you how you grasp it. ”

The opportunity is given, and Han Dong will not help again.

If they are still backward and weak, it means that these people are not suitable for the Ancient Palace.

If it is Adou who can't be supported, no matter how much he helps, it will only be a waste of feelings and opportunities. Regardless of Han Dong's personal thoughts for the time being, the fire area will not allow it, and he will not be able to seize the opportunities in front of him, and he is destined to be eliminated and left the palace.

Although Han Dong respected everyone, considering the issue of dignity and face, he did not explain it thoroughly.

But everyone didn't understand, they all raised their grateful eyes, they didn't know how to say thanks, they looked at this primordial highness named Han Dong in a daze, and only felt that Han Dong was surrounded by primitive majesty, and couldn't help but respect.

Han Dong's style of acting has always been crisp and neat, and he is resolute.

Standing with his hands in his hands, Han Dong was frank: "The White-Horned Terran is kind to me, and all the cultivation geniuses of the White-Horned Terran are left." The rest can leave. ”

White-horned Terran!

It is conceivable that there will be great benefits for leaving by name.

The white-horned youth led by him was stunned in place, and one surprise after another fell from the sky, almost smashing the head of the white-horned youth, and his ears were buzzing.

"Am I dreaming?"

"Is this a dream, it's so fulfilling. ”

The white-horned youth and the girl of the same race looked at each other in the air, their eyes were blank, and their heads were a little hot.

At the same time, the rest of the Chenhe Empire was also stunned.

"What?"

"How is it possible that the White-Horned Terran is actually kind to Primordial Highness Han Dong?" everyone peeked at Han Dong in disbelief, followed by envy at the two White-Horned Terran cultivation geniuses, and exited the compartment step by step, feeling chaotic.

No contrast, no harm, that's special treatment!

After everyone exited the cell.

When they saw the three pink Terrans standing outside the door, who were usually more arrogant, they had a vague understanding.

......

Things are going well. Except for the Pink Terrans, there were only eighteen cultivation geniuses left in the Chenhe Empire, and all of them were given opportunities by Han Dong. There were no waves or obstacles.

As for these two white-horned human cultivation geniuses, they were relatively lucky.

There is not only a one-time mention of the "Regulations on Mutual Assistance in the Same Country", but also the personal help provided by Han Dong, who left his contact information. If these people are qualified enough, it is no longer just a luxury to ascend to the Hengsha Star Gate in the future.

Other than that.

It is worth mentioning that after the cultivation geniuses of the Tianyu Empire learned of this, they were sincerely frightened and wanted to visit Han Dong and apologize for their previous preemption.

They didn't get a chance to apologize in person.

After these things were dealt with, Han Dong left the Flame City leisurely.

On the one hand, Han Dong does not think that he is qualified to hang out comfortably, wasting precious time, and the original battle is about to begin. On the other hand, the cultivation genius of the Tianyu Empire had done nothing wrong, and it was a fixed rule of the Flame City that the law of the jungle was the strongest.

Han Dong won't be nosy.

Moreover, when the cultivation geniuses of the Chenhe Empire gradually become stronger, they can completely turn it upside down, and instead seize the Tianyu Empire.

At one of the gates of the Flame City, the deacon Wu Yu wore a ten-meter-high hat and said in a low voice: "Your Highness is not going to go shopping? ”

"Well, go back, it's time to concentrate on cultivation. ”

Han Dong seemed to respond as if talking to himself, his calm gaze swept across the bustling city gate, and he could only gain if he could keep the loneliness.

He turned, rose up, and left the city with Wu Yu.

Whew, whew.

Two splendid trajectories, across the light red void, the two returned to the primordial star gate.

A white void door, branded with a mystical symbol.

As soon as he passed through the vast pure white Void Gate, Han Dong saw a burly figure standing in front of him, dressed in a luxurious robe of gold and silver, as if he was preparing to break into the volcano.

Starlight-level primordial genius!

Han Dong's pupils shrank, and he felt unpredictable pressure.

The next moment, the gold and silver figure turned his head, his graceful clothes fluttered, his eyes flashed with undetectable surprise, and his unsmiling face showed a hint of smile: "Han Dong, I am Nan Xiangcun, the prince of the Southern Holy Ancient Kingdom." ”

"I heard you signed up for the Primal Scramble as well. ”

"It seems that you have a lot of confidence in yourself, why don't you come to the volcano together...... In the Flame District, Volcano Represents Everything. ”

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