"Seven stars, it's not very powerful. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Feng Yu looked out the window and sighed in a low voice, he was still very qualified for the strength assessment of the seven-star summoner.

As a current seven-star summoner, he is still more concerned about the life of the summoner, under normal circumstances, a relatively powerful seven-star summoner, after entering a relatively powerful force, is only reduced to the fate of the captain of the guard, which is a very embarrassing position, neither high-level nor low-level.

Even if he became a seven-star summoner at Feng Yu's age, those big forces were only optimistic about his potential, but it was only potential, not reaching eight stars, potential is always potential, only when you reach eight stars, you really have the strength to speak, but thinking about the identity of Mattheo's father, Feng Yu immediately became a lot more discouraged, they are also seven-star summoners, and the gap between them is so big. That's why Fengyu's father in his previous life taught him that as long as you can have enough power, then no matter how garbage you are, you will be praised by others to the top, so you can be incompetent yourself, but you must not let your subordinates be incompetent.

However, it was difficult for Feng Yu to understand why these people would distinguish between seven-star summoners and eight-star summoners so much, in his opinion, the difference between the two was only a quantitative difference, and it had not yet reached a qualitative change, but the improvement between the sixth-star and seven-star was more obvious, even if it was Aslante, this was also the most obvious distinguishing criterion between the S-level magician and the Saint Ten Demon Dao.

It's a pity that Mattheo doesn't know what Fengyu is thinking now, otherwise he will definitely supplement his common sense of life. In Feng Yu's impression, the power of the seven-star summoner is equivalent to the power of the seven-star elf, but he ignores one thing, that is, the summoning law of the summoner in this world, for all summoners, all summons need to follow the down-level summoning, that is to say, the power of a seven-star summoner is actually only equivalent to the strength of a six-star elf, so the seven-star and eight-star are the dividing line that distinguishes the summoner's strength.

However, Feng Yu didn't know any of this at all, and he also didn't know that his true strength was actually comparable to that of an eight-star summoner, so he was still sighing into the air.

And Matthew Ao also didn't understand the reason for Feng Yu's depression, he glanced at Feng Yu suspiciously, and began to whisper to Feng Yu to continue to talk about his family's affairs.

Feng Yu heard the family gossip that Matthew Ao said, and the whole person became stunned, sure enough, the big family has no pure family affection, no wonder Mattheu's father would throw him to that desert town to temper, as far as his previous situation was concerned, he was definitely sold by those family members and counted the money for others, and at the same time, Feng Yu also found that Matthew Ao was able to sit in his position so quickly, his father was the main reason, and Matthew Ao himself has not been able to see it clearly.

After listening to the rotten bloody plot that Matthew Ao said for a long time, Feng Yu's whole person began to fall asleep, after all, he had seen too many of these things in his previous life, he just listened to the beginning, and he had already thought of several endings, and finally fell asleep in the coping nod to Matthew.

And in this sleep, Feng Yu suddenly returned to the time when he first came to this world, although he knew very well that he was in a dream, but he was nostalgic and unwilling to wake up, and followed his heart, wandering in this illusory world.

In this long experience, Feng Yu met many people again, met the uncle of the butcher shop, met Xiaobai who was waiting for his meat, met Matthew Ao and Norma, who were still immature and young, met the tall and burly Uncle Tiger Tie, and the legendary sword that he called the pinnacle of his life, Feng Yu finally saw the heirloom blade he had always dreamed of in his dream.

However, when he saw the legendary sword, he didn't have the excitement he had at the beginning, but he always felt as if he had left something, anxious but clueless and difficult to start, until a name flashed through his mind, Feng Yu suddenly woke up and jumped up directly from his seat.

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Mattheu, who was checking the information, looked at Feng Yu with a puzzled expression, he had just received the information transmitted by the family, and before he read a few pages, he saw Feng Yu jump up as if he had been stabbed, fortunately, there was a seat belt to protect him, otherwise Feng Yu would definitely hit the shelf on his head.

"Nothing. Feng Yu exhaled softly, only to remember that he was just asleep, and stroked his chest, calming his pounding heart.

After finally calming down, Feng Yu frowned and secretly looked at Matthew Ao, who continued to check the information, although he was dreaming just now, he knew very well that his last guess was likely to be the truth, and this fact may not be good news for Matthew Ao now.

However, looking at Matthew Ao, who was frowning, Feng Yu still shook his head, and he didn't plan to tell Matthew Ao about this matter for the time being, after all, even if he told him, it wouldn't be of any good help except to add to his troubles, just know it yourself.

But looking at the clouds floating outside the window, Feng Yu couldn't help but sigh softly, who would have thought that the arrogant little girl would have such a terrifying background, and who would have thought that a wedding that should have been considered an ordinary wedding would involve a world-class family and a group of beings known as legends.

That's it, let's improvise when the time comes.

Feng Yu rubbed his eyebrows, this time the matter is really difficult to get around, I originally thought that it was a safe thing, but now the difficulty has been increased infinitely.

Looking at Matthew Ao, who was immersed in difficulties, Feng Yu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, buddy, brother, I may not be able to help you settle things this time, your marriage is really big enough, this kind of legendary existence has been pulled in, and if you don't become a god, you may not be moved, even if you are stuck here and don't succeed, it's not a shame, after all, you can't really find a few who can succeed in this world.

But Feng Yu thought about it again, this matter is not completely hopeless, after all, this is choosing a son-in-law, not an apprentice, those people really want to do this with all their might, but they really stuck their daughter at home, and they themselves are not happy to have a good face, when the time comes, they will reason with them, and then let Matthew's father intercede, after all, everyone has to look good, you can't always stick your daughter at home.

Moreover, Feng Yuyin smiled and glanced at Demen who was resting with his eyes closed, he is not completely helpless here, as long as he can rebel against Norma and directly let Demen take him to run, I can't do you two legs can run too long wings, if you have the ability, you will chase it.