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In the midst of Jufeng's doubts, Shuichi Hamura took the tray and used both hands to show respect. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Since then, Shuichi Hamura has become the deputy head of the Holy Angel. He smiled at Kensik Ikeda, and Kensik Ikeda smiled at the world.

A stone in his heart finally fell, as a person of the year who can be ranked in the history of Yamamoto Society, he has full confidence, after today, with Vera and Jufeng's cooperation, he successfully ranked among the top positions and banned the position of Yu Duo Chapter 6.

In that case, he broke a record for Yamamoto and became the youngest president ever.

It's a great honor, but Kensik Ikeda has been calmly accepting all of this, and despite the smile on his face, the smile is as calm as a mirrored lake.

Until, a violent sound of the wall collapsing sounded in the tower without warning, and at the same time, smoke and dust rose in the tower, and one of the four corners of the roof in the three-story tower instantly shattered from the top to the ground.

This is a building with a history of more than 100 years, in the long history, has been repaired countless times, through the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, can still stand strong and conceited between the mountain cols, thunder and lightning for several years as a day to show and defend the honor of the crown of the Holy Angel, which shows how strong and tenacious its architectural structure is.

However, just now, when Shuichi Hamura had just taken over the honor of deputy head of the regiment, between the third and fourth floors of this tower, the canopy or ground that should have been extremely solid turned into ruins in an instant. This was unacceptable to many of those present.

Ju Feng's heart sank, and the secret path finally happened.

The two deputy heads of the regiment suddenly changed, and their faces instantly became solemn. Then carrying the floating robe, the sleeves of the robe blown up by the wind, turned into two meteors in an instant, and flew to the ruins where the smoke and dust rose.

The rest of the ten deacons and the ordinary members of the group all ran there in various ways, and they were instantly drowned in the dust.

Shuichi Hamura originally planned to join the ranks, but he immediately looked at Kenik Ikeda, who thought about it for a moment and turned his attention to Jufu. Masae Ikeda was taken aback by the sudden collapse and was leaning against her brother's side.

Ju Feng shook his head and said: "Brother Yumura has just experienced a life-and-death battle, and his body is already overwhelmed, presumably the Holy Angel is tolerant and generous, and can understand Brother Yumura's situation and understand the reason why you don't join the battle."

Ju Feng deliberately said his voice very loudly, so that the relevant personnel of the Holy Angel who were already in the sand and dust not far away could hear it.

The end of the so-called strong crossbow or unsupportable is just an excuse, Ju Feng's meaning is obvious, but he doesn't want Hamura Shuichi to get involved in this muddy water, because Ju Feng has an inexplicable perception in his heart, and he always feels that the Holy Angel will have a big change today.

It's not just because of Li Ji's sudden disappearance for no reason, but also because of the familiar smell that Ju Feng faintly feels. So Jufeng had to reserve some strength in case of emergency.

After Jufu finished speaking, Kensiki Ikeda nodded, and Shuichi Hamura slowly soothed the flying knife in his hand, and the group walked slowly towards the smoke and dust.

In the interval between Ju Feng's speech, the smoke and dust had dissipated a lot, and the four of them got closer only to find that it was a pile of quaint bookshelves and the roof of the shed that had fallen together, and there were broken chapters and fragments all over the ground, as well as some ancient trees that had been corroded by insects.

And the members of the Holy Angel Regiment who rushed before have all disappeared without a trace.

Looking up at the hollow hole with a diameter of about two meters, Ju Feng said, "Is there a problem with bringing people up?"

Naturally, this was said to Shuichi Hamura, who glanced at Kenik Ikeda and Masae Ikeda, hesitated, and nodded. Then he walked to Ken-sik Ikeda's side, stepped on the ruined wooden frame, jumped to the upper floor, and then turned around and dropped the throwing knife.

Kensik Ikeda took the knife and wrapped the silver thread around his arm.

Shuichi Hamura took advantage of the situation, and Kensiki Ikeda went up to another three-meter-high floor.

After the two of them went up, Ju Feng looked at Ikeda Masae, and there was a rare sense of ridicule, and there was an extra taste in his eyes.

Ikeda looked up at the top and then at Ifu, and always felt like she was being toyed with.

"I'd better take the stairs."

Masae Ikeda was about to turn around and take the stairs, but as soon as she turned around, she was forcibly embraced by a warm force.

"It's dangerous here, I can't tell where a murderous maniac will come out, it's safer for you to stay with us."

Ikeda's voice sounded faintly in Ikeda's ears, like a watercolor pen, smearing a crimson color on the woman's face and white and tender neck.

Jufu's right hand looped around Ikeda's armpits, strapped Ikeda firmly to his body, and then leaped into two arrows, one by one, and soared to a very high height.

However, holding a burden of about 100 catties in his arms, coupled with the pain in his lower abdomen when he jumped, the height was affected, although it was extremely high, but it was not high enough.

So he retreated, put his left hand on the ground on the fourth floor, and then used his strength again to jump up the fourth floor with Masae Ikeda.

The scene on the fourth floor is very different from the other three floors, rows of bookshelves stand in a large space, and many books are displayed on each of them, except for the rotten wood that has fallen on the third floor, the rest look neat.

Not far ahead, there was a constant sound of fighting reaching his ears, and there was a strong sound of breaking the wind, which poured into Jufeng's ears, which surprised Jufeng.

It was a feeling of being strong after a long absence, only when Yanhuang City was in Yanhuang City, when those senior brothers were fighting each other, it was this feeling of being huge and abundant in the surroundings.

Shuichi Hamura and Kensik Ikeda had already walked to the side first, leaning against the side of the bookshelf, and looking forward to the situation inside outside the encirclement surrounded by the members of the Holy Angels.

There were two people fighting, one was a white-bearded old man in a black suit, full of red light, looking in good spirits, and the pattern of the eight-winged angel was on the black suit. The other is a middle-aged man who is completely different from the old man's mental state and appearance habits.

It was a sloppy face that couldn't be sloppy anymore, like an old scavenger crawling out of the garbage heap, but his eyes were shining with light, and his movements were smooth, and he was on par with the red-light old man opposite.

The bystanders were all members of the Holy Angels, but for some unknown reason, none of them joined the warband. The white-haired old man was obviously the head of the Holy Angel who stood at the top of this world, but it was natural for him to fight alone.

Ikaze came to the court, led Ikeda Masae to Shuichi Hamura, and then squeezed in front of the people without a trace, watching the battle between the two.

This is an unusually pinnacle observation, and the two people in the field are peerless, which is really an eye-opener for everyone in the field. Maybe even if the deputy head of the Holy Angel is counted, he has never seen his own head make a move, after all, this head of the group has been active in the long history of the Holy Angel for nearly thirty years.

Thirty years of unshaken status, facing the challenges of the whole world, but still standing majestically, its strength can be imagined.

However, the most surprising thing is that his opponent, the sloppy middle-aged man, can fight with the regiment commander on an equal footing. All the members of the regiment had solemn faces, for such a person was a threat to their noble glory.

Ju Feng has been watching, and there is a lot of emotion in his heart, it turns out that his previous self is still too young, of course, not only because of the relationship between knowledge and experience, but when facing Utada Hao, he thinks of the holy angel too simply.

If the regimental commander himself went out, there must be few people on earth who could not succumb to the power of majesty.

Even if the heart is not convinced, the body must give in.

What's more, it turned out that downstairs just now, Li Ji still had some room for what he said to himself.

Martial arts cultivation to the Mahayana, for the essence contained in heaven and earth, the absorption is many times higher than that of ordinary people, so the tempering of the body has also reached the point where the eyes can not be sure. It's super-normal, super-conscious.

It can also be seen from the collapsed bookshelf and the clumsy ground just now that the collision of these two people is like Mars hitting the earth.

The neat bookshelves are collapsing and shattering one after another, and the pages are flying and fluttering. These are the accumulation of information of the Holy Angels for the whole world, and now it seems that after today, it is very likely that it will be destroyed and will have to be restarted.

"Boom!"

There was another loud roar, and the walls began to vibrate, and there was a layer of gravel and dust falling down in a flutter, falling on the broken pages, making them look more historical.

The smoke and dust fell, and a figure appeared, and the two people stood opposite each other, looking at each other from a distance.

The sloppy middle-aged man became more and more sloppy, and the white beard of the energetic old man was covered with a lot of dust.

The head of the regiment does not know who his surname is, but he really does not know, in the long history, the head of the regiment is not just a title, but a name.

The head of the regiment said: "After so many years, I didn't expect you to still be obsessed with me, can't the past disappear with the passage of time?" ”

The sloppy old man shook his lengthy hair very arrogantly, and then looked at the white-bearded old man with extreme disdain and disdain.

He said-for-tat: "Don't you boast that you have read a lot of books? Don't you know Bacon's famous quote about reading history? The past is history, and people cannot forget history. ”

(To be continued)

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