In the early hours of the morning, in the South Asian archipelago, some extremely secluded island. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The entire island is covered with rich vegetation, and the island is covered with a thick gray fog, like a natural cover covering the whole island, and even the satellites in the sky cannot detect the reality of the island.

Suddenly, an extremely ordinary wooden boat sped from the sea towards the island like an arrow from the string, and there was only one person on board, and his whole body was shrouded in black robes, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

After the wooden boat docked, the black-robed figure jumped, jumped off the bow of the boat, and in a few flashes it flew into the densely vegetated mountain forest.

Half an hour later, he came to the center of the island, and unlike the rest of the island, there was a dark palace, and on both sides of the palace gate were two statues of unknown beasts, and their blood-red eyes seemed to be about to be devoured.

"Subordinate Blood Thirteen has come to ask for an oracle!" the black-robed man shouted as he bowed to the palace gate, but his voice still couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

"Boom!"

Two huge black iron hall doors burst open.

Inside the palace, it was pitch black, without the slightest light, and there was a faint eerie atmosphere, as if it was connected to the boundless dark abyss.

The black-robed man straightened up and stepped into the hall without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The two doors of the temple slammed shut.

"Whew!"

The main hall suddenly lit up with a green fire, like a ghost fire, and the light source came from the braziers placed on the shelves on both sides of the main hall, and instead of firewood, a basin of pale yellow corpse oil was burning.

As it burned, the air in the entire hall filled the air with the smell of unpleasant corpses.

The black-robed man came to the center of the main hall and bowed to a prostrated man with a demon mask who was sitting above the main hall, "I have seen the divine envoy!"

"Mission failed?" the oracle asked, his voice like thunder, and as soon as he spoke, his voice echoed throughout the hall, as if dozens of people were saying the same thing in the same tone.

"Yes. The black-robed man bowed his head and said, if he looked closely, he could see that his body under the black robe was trembling slightly.

"Rubbish!"

The divine envoy snorted coldly, and with a flick of his hand, even if it was more than ten meters away, the body of the black-robed man flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell on the cold ground.

"God made your lord spare your life!" The black-robed man hurriedly got up and knelt on the ground and begged: "This plan was originally perfect, and Blood Fourteen secretly cooperated, but I didn't expect that there was a powerful martial artist on the plane, it was he who attacked Blood Fourteen, if it wasn't for him to make trouble, Tang Qingning's girl would have fallen into our hands!"

"What is the origin of that martial artist?" asked the Divine Envoy Sen Ran, his tone full of murderous intent.

The black-robed man hurriedly said: "His name is Song Yan, he is only seventeen years old, and he is currently a senior student in Xiangcheng Shengye Middle School, however, according to the investigation of his subordinates, he should be the heir secretly cultivated by the Zhao family, one of the top ten families of Yan and Huang!"

"Zhao family!" the divine envoy's tone suddenly became strange.

The black-robed man continued: "My subordinates have arranged for someone to sneak into Yanhuang secretly, waiting for an opportunity to move, as long as the divine envoy gives an order, my people will frantically assassinate that Song Yan!"

"Idiot!"

The envoy suddenly scolded: "Our task is to find the key, not to cause trouble everywhere, do you really think that the Zhao family is so easy to provoke, you killed their heir, how can the Zhao family give up, as far as this envoy knows, the peerless genius of the Zhao family, Zhao Hao, fell unexpectedly twenty years ago, resulting in no successor to the Zhao family, and now, they finally cultivated a genius, but we killed him, do you think the Zhao family will not die with our Blood God Sect?"

Hearing such an analysis of the divine envoy, the black-robed man suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and hurriedly said: "The divine envoy is wise, I will gather the people back immediately!"

The divine envoy waved his hand: "People don't need to summon it back, let them go to find the whereabouts of Tang Qingning's girl, and regain the key, the sect leader will be out of the customs in three months, if by then, the key has not been collected, I don't need to tell you the consequences!"

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

"Go ahead!"

"Subordinates retire!"

Boom, the door of the main hall slammed shut, and the entire hall fell into darkness again, but the divine envoy sitting on the throne sighed faintly: "Song Yan, I hope you don't disappoint the Zhao family!"

The next day, after Song Yan got up, the phone rang never stopped.

One night later, after the broadcast of the Imperial Daily, he has become a national hero.

Not only the uncle's family, but also the classmates in the school, everyone who knew him basically called to ask, is the hero who turned the tide is him?

"I don't know how much the fame has risen again?"

After hanging up the phone, Song Yan called up the system interface, and his eyes fell directly on the fame value column.

"Nice!

Last night's lottery consumed 9.98 million fame points, but after one night, the fame value not only rose back, but also broke through to 30 million, reaching as much as 35 million.

The influence of the Imperial Daily is really not covered, and it has risen by more than 20 million in less than ten hours.

I believe that after today, it will rise a lot.

"By the way, meow, what is the fame value of the next lottery?"

"38.88 million!"

For this number, Song Yan can barely accept it.

And he found that although the fame value required by the lottery was increasing, the magic powers or skills drawn were also becoming more and more advanced.

I still have to go to school today, and it is also the time to announce the results of the monthly exam, so after calling Huang Zixi to communicate, he took the car to Xiangcheng.

However, it was close to ten o'clock when he returned to school, and the second class was almost over.

"Ah, Song Yan!"

"The hero is back!"

"Hero, I want to sign it!"

As soon as he showed up, even during class time, the whole classroom boiled over.

Han Sha, who was in class, was not angry when she saw this scene, but smiled and said, "Now I would like to invite our hero to tell you how to turn the tide and save the lives of the passengers of the entire plane, okay?"

"Bang Bang!"

Warm applause rang out, Song Yan touched his nose and walked onto the podium.

After a little silence, he briefly recounted what happened on the plane, of course, some of the details were hidden, but even so, the students below were still fascinated by it.

After class.

Han Sha called Song Yan to the office.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he appeared in the office, a group of teachers quickly surrounded him and asked about the hijacking.

That enthusiasm made Song Yan feel unbearable.

Fortunately, the break was only ten minutes, and when the class bell rang, a group of teachers reluctantly abandoned Song Yan and walked out of the office.

"If you're thirsty, take it!" Han Sha handed Song Yan a glass of water.

"Thank you. Song Yan took it, drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and asked, "Teacher Han Sha, do you have anything to do with me?"

Han Sha smiled slyly: "Actually, it's not a big deal, haven't you become a hero, and it can be regarded as winning glory for our Holy Night Middle School, I, as a teacher, naturally have to show something, so I bought a lot of vegetables to celebrate for you." ”

"Teacher Hansha, are you sure you're celebrating me, not that you're greedy?"

After her mind was exposed, Han Sha couldn't help but be a little annoyed: "Stinky boy, we have an agreement, don't forget, today is the third day!"

"Haha, how can I refuse Teacher Hansha's wishes? In this way, I will go to your house at noon, and I will go back to my uncle's house in the evening!"

"That's pretty much it. ”