The training ground of the Snow Wolf Special Operations Brigade.

The willows around him have fallen to the ground yellow, and the bare trunks are the same as the surrounding environment, empty and lifeless.

Sun Xiaoshan dangled here like a ghost, and the expression on his face was very rich. There is excitement, there is apology, there is awe, and more, or the panic of the coming, that moment!

There was no moonlight on this night, and there was not a single sentry around him, and he thought of that night not long ago, but it was not a person, and a person was not yesterday.

Siberian Devil Training Camp!

Sun Xiaoshan never dreamed that he would be lucky enough to be selected into that place!

Thinking of grandpa's wordless gaze before leaving, my mother's crying, my father's worry buried in his eyes, and my sister, waving her delicate little fist and threatening not to introduce him to a girlfriend in the future...

There was a sense of guilt in his heart, and a trace of the sorrow of leaving his homeland, because he was the only one who had to face the unknown devil's life.

When he leaves here, he will be unaccompanied, and perhaps no one will know where he dies one day.

But as he steadfastly repeated, one sentence!

He is a soldier, a man, he wants to become stronger, strong enough to defend his family and country in the future!

The island of Saint-Malo and his party had a great impact on him, and the worldly impact on this world was also great, and they really saw the power of the Almighty!

The so-called elite, the king of soldiers, in front of those mighty people, like children in front of giants, is simply a joke.

In that battle, it is not so much that they participated, but that they were just a spectator, a burden, and they were not even qualified to participate.

If it weren't for the protection of a pair of "eagles and bears", they would just be the dishes in the mouths of those mighty, and in the end they would only end up being chewed into rations.

Therefore, at the strong request of various countries, the Siberian Devil Training Camp once again opened its arms to the world and welcomed the injection of fresh blood.

This time, the selection was even more brutal, because Huaxia only had two places.

And this evening, the north wind of hunting and hunting is blowing, and the quota is finally determined.

One is Sun Xiaoshan, and the other...

Abu.

A simple name, an unfamiliar name!

I have to say that the power of love is absolutely powerful.

The reason why Sun Xiaoshan was able to persevere to the end, pass five levels and kill six generals, and finally won this precious place, it can be said that the indelible shadow in his heart is absolutely great.

It was late at night, and it was already cold.

Sun Xiaoshan's heart is hot, the night is not far from dawn, the end of the world is just a stone's throw away, and it is only time in the blink of an eye.

Tomorrow at 4 a.m., a special plane from the Siberian devil's training camp will come and pick him up.

"What a waste!"

Let Sun Xiaoshan, who grew up with the idea of diligence and thrift instilled by the old people in his family, was a little dissatisfied with this plane that traveled thousands of miles just to pick him up alone.

Why just pick him up?

Because it is said that the guy named Abu has to look for someone before going to the training camp to report!

And this request was even approved by the training camp.

Sun Xiaoshan was directly shocked when he learned the news, and the first thing he thought of was that this should be a joke.

Otherwise, how could such a guy who "escaped" be chosen?

"This is simply incredible, is the other party a relation?"

Of course, no one can answer this question, because this is the collective decision of the four old people, and he, Sun Xiaoshan, does not have the courage to go to the old people to get to the bottom of it.

What he couldn't accept the most was how could the training camp agree?

Could it be that the legendary devil's training camp is facing an empty supply of soldiers? In the past, if you had to insist on the rule of recruiting students once every five years, was it a swollen face and a fat man?

The wind hung up the slippery branches and brought a wail of doubt, this night, Sun Xiaoshan was injured...

The charm of the sea in a foreign land, the starry sea, the smoke of the sea, the waves rolling, gently emitting a few desolate calls.

He leaned against the cabin of a lonely fishing boat, covered in strips of pale teal cloth, with only a pair of bright eyes exposed.

At the foot are two boxes two meters long and more than half a meter wide.

He should be glad there were no patrolling coast guards in the black Pacific waters, as the two crates contained the latest weapons he had brought out of the Illusory Research team.

The level of danger is definitely countless times higher than the nuclear weapons banned by the United Nations in the world!

He looked at the ripples of the sea in silence, and although the unfamiliar environment did not make him timid, it also made him a little uncomfortable.

The information was very different from the actual situation, and the person he was looking for was no longer on the island of Saint-Malo.

He followed the path of his disappearance, and the genius warrior who had walked out of the Illusory Realm Warrior Blade seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

He'd heard of that battle, he'd been there, and he wouldn't have any surprises. This is what the master himself said, and he believed everything the master said.

Earlier, another piece of information arrived, or more like an order.

He needs to cooperate with this country in the secular world called Huaxia and enter a place called the Siberian Devil's Training Camp.

As for what to do? There is no more to follow.

"The devil?" He scoffed!

Fortunately, there is a very important sentence after this order:

"The premise of entry is after finding the 'king', otherwise it will be half a month later!"

"Half a month!"

He counted silently in his heart, time actually passed quickly.

He had no clue and could only wander aimlessly in the vast sea.

The intelligence network of the Illusory World in this world is no longer able to provide more detailed information about the "king".

He had already thought about it, and tomorrow he would float for three more days, and if nothing was to be gained, he would have to land.

The feeling of not being able to keep your feet on the ground on the sea is very unpleasant, which may be a common problem of people in the fantasy world, and Wang thinks so too.

Raising his hand, he lowered the curtain on the cabin, and the darkness completely merged with him...

He's Abu!

……

Daming Temple.

In front of the Buddha hall, the quaint old bell, the melodious bell is mighty, endless.

Several monks who worshiped the Buddha in the Buddha hall suddenly opened their eyes, and the divine light in their eyes pierced through the nothingness, and they looked towards the spiritual pagoda in the back mountain.

The fairy music sounded in unison, the fog was shrouded, and the eyes of several monks were condensed, but they couldn't see the scene inside.

A moment later, they closed their eyes again, not staring in vain.

There was chaos in the scripture building, and the word "immortal", which had never moved, was like a naughty child at this time, jumping up and down.

Mingjing's appearance was a little embarrassed, constantly helping the word "immortal" to clean up the aftermath, and just put away a part of the messy scrolls, but the other side was sprinkled on the ground.

The "immortal" was active for a while, and then returned to its original position, still ......

Immediately afterwards, the radiant and faint fairy sound accompanied the continuous growth of the "immortal".

The immortal gate was in Mingjing's angry eyes, and it slowly opened...

Xiao Tao, Lou Wanlou, Bei Cang, Bei Bei, Kang's Fu, Xi Luo, Xing Ke, Di Renjie, Lang Yilang, Lang Erlang, Guo Tong, Wu Ma Cangyue.

One after another, the figures are like warriors who have triumphed since ancient times, stepping on the Avenue of Stars and appearing in front of Mingjing.

Xiao Tao is still the same as before leaving, with pure eyes, and her eyes are almost narrowed into a thin slit with a smile.

The other eleven people are all calm in temperament, and their bodies are full of colorful light, or black, or blue...

The same color that appeared at their respective feet when they left.

The breath of the immortal soldiers!

Mingjing's heart was shocked, and the secret path "Immortal Yuan" was really extraordinary, and in less than a year, it was able to raise "mortals" to such a realm.

"Master, do you know where the king is?"

"Yes, Master, what about our captain?"

……

Xiao Tao looked around, but didn't find the familiar figure, and the originally happy smiling face suddenly dimmed a little, and asked anxiously.

At this time, the others also came out of the excitement and returned to reality, and asked about the situation of the king.

"They left early..."

Mingjing replied with a wry smile, and told everyone the reason why Wang and Huixin left and the approximate possible place.

In the process, they didn't notice that the word "immortal" for the completion of the mission was slowly shrinking, slowly fading, and then disappearing.

When everyone reacted, they could only show a trace of regret and secretly express gratitude in their hearts.

"It must be blaming us for not crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, for not saying goodbye to it."

The kind-hearted little peach was apologetic, coupled with the news that Wang was no longer here, the whole pretty face seemed to be covered with dark clouds, and there were signs of a rainstorm at any time.

Subsequently, everyone followed Mingjing to the Daming Buddha Hall in front of them, the ancient temple of the Treasure Temple, even if they had been prepared, they were still the same as the king, and they were deeply shocked by the scene in front of them.

Crossing the steps in awe, it is strange that they did not live up to the trials that the king had encountered at that time.

"You donors want to leave now! Huh..."

When Xiao Tao and the others walked to the door of the hall, Master Huiwu, the host, got up and greeted them, and with one sentence, they immediately blushed in shame.

Behind him, there were several masters with different expressions, and their eyes swept over them slightly.

The Vipers looked at Huiwu with an embarrassed expression, a little overwhelmed, and didn't know how to speak for a while.

Just got a benefit from someone here and has to leave in a hurry, which is indeed a bit of a ** way.

Seeing everyone's appearance, Huiwu laughed:

"Don't mind the donors, the immortals choose the destined people, the Buddha has the destined people, the fate of the law is said, the traces cannot be found, I can understand your anxious psychology..."

Huiwu's tone paused slightly, and he suddenly put away his smile, and his color changed so quickly that Beicang and the others suddenly looked in a trance.

“… I wanted to leave the donors to stay in this temple for a few days, and I have done my best. But now that the king's benefactor and Huixin are full of thorns in the dust, and they need your help, I will not keep you. ”

Huiwu's serious words suddenly made the faces of the Vipers change greatly.

"Thorns all over the land!" , the thought of leaving in their hearts became more urgent.

After a short meeting, Huiwu and other masters did not ask what kind of benefits they had gained in the "Immortal Yuan", but urged them to study hard and practice hard, and never slack off.

This kind reminder made the embarrassment of the Viper team members never be relieved, "Look at the realm of others? ”…

On the way to the portal gate, they met a strange monk, and the face of the Master Mingjing who was walking with them suddenly changed.

The monk only glanced at them lightly, raised his eyebrows, and walked away with a fishing rod...

Everyone was puzzled in their hearts, and just as they were about to ask, a voice came from afar...

"Remember to tell that kid that he still owes me fish!"

Suddenly!

All are petrified...

ps: The king's loyal thugs are on the way, and the vipers have also gone down the mountain. Subscriptions, commuter passes, you know (to be continued.) )