Everyone here knows very well that if you want to survive the long and brutal training, you must be the final victor.

Two years ago, the Grim Reaper secretly trained high-level dead soldiers for Yechen Xuan, and built up strength for him in the unchanging imperial power of the people's hearts. And Yechen Xuan has been ignoring this, but after returning from the desert, he put more energy into this, and his eyes became more and more cold.

In their eyes, this twelve-year-old boy was cold, cruel, and murderous...... Not much different from the deacons around him. He does not speak to them, but lets them speak with strength.

There have also been cases of betrayers here who had the idea of running away because they couldn't stand the hardships of training. Such a person can always be detected by him. Therefore they did not dare to look at him, and the eyes of eagles saw through whoever they saw. Those who were going to flee were all dead. A few days later, a new group of people will come in to fill their places.

They are nothing more than tools of the Second Highness in front of them, and they will die when they have no value. Just like useless tools, they can be discarded at will, and they are not worth nostalgia for.

These cold eyes were often mixed with a sneer and disdainful contempt, which made them shudder: "Don't challenge the master from Shura. After experiencing life and death, you can see everything. ”

Yes, in their eyes, the Second Highness is a Shura-like existence, and cold-blooded, ruthless, and countless cruel methods are used on them. And the deacon beside him was his most advantageous tool for torturing them. But in order to survive, they have no choice......

"You're here. ”

"I heard my subordinates praise the deacon's ability, so I came to see it. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the cold, terrifying and quiet atmosphere of the audience: "It is indeed very good. ”

The conversation between Shura and the Grim Reaper made the entire training ground shudder, and Yechenxuan looked at the person kneeling on the ground: "I only need the strongest, and the garbage will only be thrown in the trash can." ”

"Your hope for the future is equivalent to giving up your present life. Hope, but it's just a rhetoric to get by. The reality is cruel to what only a quick loser can say. Where there is light, there must be shadows, and in this era of the jungle, there is only the survival of the fittest. This is advice from those who have experienced a cruel world. ”

That's right, if Yechenxuan wants to live, he can only try his best to make himself stronger. What can a kind-hearted man give him? Looking at Ye Yingchen, who is getting more and more powerful, he actually dares to threaten him with his sister! If he doesn't speed up his progress, he will be stabbed in the throat by that crazy man.

Ye Yingchen once pointed a sword at his throat, and the playful mockery was like looking at a cheap trash: "One day I will stab from here." ”

But... Can't let that happen under any circumstances!

This is what Yechen Xuan said to the god of death, and it was also what he said to himself. He wants to become the most powerful person in the Nighthawk Luo Empire at all costs.

A tyrannical aura came from Yechen Xuan's body, and he clenched his fists to restrain his mind: "Bring the best people in this class to meet me." ”

After saying that, Yechen Xuan left, and coming here strengthened his decision even more - he must become the god of the Nighthawk Luo Empire!!

"Why are you?" Ye Chenxuan returned to the campus, and a silver figure burst out.

"I heard that someone was watching me in the dark, so I wanted to see it in person. ”

"I already knew about you. Yechenxuan, who had dealt with things for a day, was very tired, and he was a little impatient in the face of the sudden silver pickup. Yechenxuan wanted to leave, but was blocked by picking up silver.

"So you're so annoying!"

Shiyin looked at Yechenxuan with a disappointed face: "Do you think that we have some friendship in the desert?"

"What kind of affection would it be for you and me to be like this, I don't have time to joke with you here!!"

A faint flame of anger burned in his chest.

For Yechen Xuan's words, the two of them spoke for themselves, and no one said anything about piercing. Indeed, this is nothing more than a false temptation. Yechen Xuan investigates and picks up silver, and picks up silver is also testing Yechen Xuan. Whether the two are friends or foes is uncertain, if they are careless, the next second will be a sudden storm.

"As it happens, we have the same friends. ”

After listening to what Shiyin said, Yechen Xuan's eyes sharpened: "What are you here for?"

"Why do you want to kill me when I don't have a deacon? ”

Yeshao is the name of Yechenxuan in informal occasions, and people in the circle privately call Yechenxuan Yeshao, and Shiyin naturally knows it.

"I heard that Qingqing went to the tea shop where you and Qing Yufeng met today. I'm not interested in what you're doing for your cause, but you must not involve her. ”

Yechen Xuan thought for a while, and looked at Shiyin meaningfully: "It's not impossible to protect Qingqing... Why don't you join me?"

Yechen Xuan's proposal is indeed a good approach. With the support of the Shijia family, Yechen Xuan has more resources, and those who want to move him may have to think about it.

"Want to take the opportunity to win over the family?"

The Shijia family has maintained neutrality for so many years, assisting the emperor on the throne, and has been silent in the competition for the throne of the princes, and also has a very high status in Nighthawk Luo. If he could take this opportunity to bring in a hundred benefits to Yechen Xuan, wouldn't it be a good thing for him to better protect An Qing?

An Qing, who was cultivating, sneezed and sniffed: "How can I feel the smell of conspiracy." ”

"I'll think about this, but maybe I'll join the team of the Great Prince in the end. ”

As the only son of the Shi family, Shiyin has a lot of resources in his hands, which is indeed very tempting for the two princes who are incompatible.

Shiyin's back went away little by little, and Yechenxuan smashed down the pillar next to him with a punch, although the pillar fell with strength, it was still there, and five or six pillars fell to the ground together in succession.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang! There was a lot of noise in this place.

"It's not certain who will kill the deer, don't be complacent. Yechen Xuan's teeth were gritted, and hatred devoured his heart like a monster.

"Knock knock! knock!" came a sound of tricks, and Yechenxuan opened the door, it was Teacher Hedu.

"Teacher, you're here. ”

Yechenxuan invited Teacher Hedu into the room and brought him a cup of tea, and Heduan took the tea and sat down.

"I heard you're out. ”

"Hmm. Yechenxuan's voice was faint, so that people couldn't hear the emotions inside.

He has seen a lot of this kind of scene, and the truth and falsehood are just superficial efforts, and it will soon be the day of the graduation assessment, and the false master-apprentice friendship between him and Heduan should also end.

"Second Prince, although the teacher is usually a little harsh with you, the teacher hopes that you will be in charge of the future of Nighthawk Luo in the end, although you have left the academy, the teacher who needs anything in the future will be on call. ”

After listening to Tsuru's words, Yechenxuan didn't seem to be very happy, and he didn't have the attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away. There was no expression on his indifferent face: "Thank you, teacher." ”

"The Night Emperor will be proud of you. ”

This is what I wanted to hear three years ago, but now I don't even have a trace of fluctuation in my heart when I hear it, and it is not worth being happy to say such a sentence from a person who has an insatiable desire. He wanted more, but what did he do?

Yechenxuan reluctantly sent a smile, and Crane Jue naturally saw Yechenxuan's tiredness and impatience, and after chatting a few more words, he said goodbye.

Yechenxuan looked at the door where Heduel walked out in a daze, who was he waiting for? Yes, Yechenxuan shook his head: "It's dark, Qingqing should rest." ”

Then he dragged his tired body and lay on the bed, thinking of everything that happened today, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth.