Four months ago, the author of the ancient poem that shocked the world was Liu Fei!

The person who solved the sixteenth tide of demon calamity in China was also Liu Fei!

The world is silent like never before.

A high school student, an ordinary person, a mortal without any supernatural powers.

He did what most academics can't.

He has done so much for the Terrans, what can the Terrans do for him?

Zhenhua High School, Ding Wenshan looked at the poems in his hand and smiled bitterly: "I should have thought that the people who can write this kind of poems are not ordinary people. ”

Wang Enzhang pushed his glasses, and his face was unprecedentedly serious: "We have to do something for Liu Fei!"

Liu Heping stood up suddenly: "Only the supreme pioneer of historiography can save Liu Fei!

……

Beijing Urban Defense Circle, Huaqing University.

Su Yan walked out of the laboratory wearing a white protective suit, she looked out the window and suddenly remembered the scene when she first met Liu Fei in the mall, and a trace of tears flashed in her eyes.

In the distance, a student shouted: "Our junior brother is in trouble, Huaqing University should stand up and do something! The principal is a quasi-supreme adult, he will definitely be able to help Liu Fei, let's go to the principal!"

Su Yan wiped away her tears, her face was resolute, that classmate was right, she should do something!

……

The Holy Land of Science, the Law Enforcement Hall of Truth is shrouded in the shadow of truth all year round in a huge courtroom, one tall and one short, close to each other.

"What are you doing here?" said the tall man's voice was cold and impatient.

"Give you a chance to return the favor. The dwarf said as he walked, he passed by the colorful glass on the top of the courtroom, revealing a half-shadowed and half-indifferent face, he was Dong Jun.

"What do you want me to do?"

Dong Jun came to the tall man's side: "Save Liu Fei!"

……

The bell rings for the end of the exam.

Countless volumes rose up, but Liu Fei still maintained the posture of writing, isolated from the world.

Yu Chengwen's fists were clenched, his aura couldn't stop burning, and even the ground around him was shattered by the terrifying power.

He roared, "I'm going to look for someone in the temple of literature." ”

Lin Kun nodded, and also said loudly: "I'll go to the headquarters, the supreme pioneer can't be invited, and the supreme can still invite one or two." ”

Countless students from the college entrance examination base flocked here.

Among them, there are Anxin, Mumu, Liu Hui, and mice.

Master Mo Silent roared angrily, and the entire building instantly turned into powder.

With a wave of his hand, Master Ban Zhao turned the powder into invisible, and there was only one person, a table, and a pen in the huge open space.

Seeing the soul particles fluttering in the air, tears of peace of mind suddenly welled up.

The soul was crushed alive by the aura and crushed into powder, how much pain did Liu Fei endure?

"Brother Fei!" The rat rushed forward like crazy, but was stopped by Mu Mu.

"Dead Wood, the boss is gone, what the hell are you stopping me for!" the rat roared.

Mu Mu bit his lip and said softly, "Don't touch Fei Ge's soul particles, he will hurt." ”

The mouse was stunned, looking at the crystal particles fluttering all over the sky, and finally couldn't help crying.

"Brother Fei, you are such a fucking bullshit, how can you be planted here?"

Rumble!

Two figures fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

The rat was overjoyed when he saw it: "Master Moro and Master Shengjia!

Mo silently greeted him, Mo Luo was his younger brother.

"Is there a way to save Liu Fei?" Mo Wusheng asked directly.

Master Mo Luo and Master Shengjia glanced at each other, and shook their heads with a wry smile: "Maybe you can delay for a while, the historiography space is too mysterious, unless there is a supreme pioneer of historiography." ”

Master Ban Zhao frowned: "Everyone knows that because of that incident, the human race has long since lost the supreme pioneer of historiography, so wouldn't Liu Fei have to wait for death?"

Several masters fell silent.

There was a whistling sound in the sky, and the light of truth in the sky turned out to be a quasi-supreme.

The quasi-supreme is also here!

"It's the president of Huaqing University!" Qiu Shenzhun is supreme!" someone in the crowd shouted.

As soon as the words fell, another very tall figure appeared, a tall and cold man wearing a white and gold law robe.

The rampaging force of the law around them caused everything to behave in a certain order.

Another quasi-supreme!

The tall and indifferent man didn't speak, he and Qiu Shenzhun looked at each other, and the two of them activated their power at the same time, one with his right hand exuding the aura of law representing the rules of the world, and the other with his left hand activating a powerful physical constant power.

Ten seconds later, Liu Fei's soul dissipation speed began to decrease, and everyone was overjoyed.

The two quasi-supreme beings frowned slightly, they only slowed down the speed at which Liu Fei's soul escaped.

The sky sounded the sound of an explosion cracking.

The aura of the entire natural microspace was vibrating violently.

One after another appeared with the brilliance of truth.

There are masters, academicians, and quasi-supreme.

There are theoretical scholars, there are practical scholars, and there are war scholars.

They come from all over the place, coming together for the same reason.

If these people were to start a war, they could easily destroy even an outer space.

There was a terrifying light of truth everywhere, and every word and deed of that high-level scholar implied truth, and an inadvertent action could trigger a storm of aura.

Ordinary students had to retreat again and again, and they didn't even dare to look directly at that group of beings so as not to hurt their souls.

The entire human race is trying to rescue Liu Fei.

"Liu Fei, come on!" a voice was very inconspicuous in the crowd.

Many students looked over and saw that it was a little girl, who had tears in her eyes but stubbornly did not let it fall.

Everyone was silent, and the only thing they could do now was to cheer for Liu Fei silently like this girl.

"Liu Fei, come on!"

"Liu Fei, come on!"

One student after another joined the shouting procession, dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands!

There are as many people as there are in the college entrance examination base, and there are as many teams cheering for Liu Fei.

The strength of ordinary people is not remarkable at all, but when they gather together, the energy that erupts is beyond imagination.

When millions of students shouted for Liu Fei in every corner of the natural micro-space, the heavens and the earth shook.

Dozens of high-level Terran scholars on the scene looked around in shock, and they found that with a shout, there was an invisible energy that gradually affected the entire outer space.

From the Truth Law Enforcement Agency, the Supreme Absolute muttered in shock, "How many years has it not been? It's the will of the Terrans!"

Images of millions of students and dozens of top Terran forces rescuing Liu Fei were meticulously transmitted around the world by the news team.

Everyone took to the streets and stood in front of all the big screens that could see the scene.

"Liu Fei, come on!"

Not only in China, but also in the North American continent, in the world of Europa, and in the subcontinent, for the first time, the human race united as never before because of a high school student, and they chanted the same content in different voices and different languages.

"Liu Fei, come on!"

The sky began to change, and the sky, which had been firmly occupied by the energy of historiography from the beginning, suddenly revealed a glimmer of light.

The light was warm but not dazzling, and it made people feel warm when they shone on everyone.

It is similar to the light of truth in the holy land of science, but it does not have the majesty of the light of truth.

Yu Chengwen took a quasi-supreme from the temple of literature to the natural micro-space, and when he saw the vision of the sky, he finally showed a smile.

Liu Fei is saved!

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