The scorching sun is a beast, naked and without a trace of guilt, plundering everyone's energy and turning them into soulless walking corpses.

The dormitory wasn't as hot as outside, and when the curtains were closed, it became a place similar to a criminal investigation room, so dark that people were a little scared.

Kanter sat on Bluff's desk, with an unknown brand of cigar in his mouth, perhaps not breathing for a long time, the ash of the cigarette butt a little dead silent.

Han Feiyu sat opposite Kanter, and Xiao Ya stood behind him, his palm resting on Han Feiyu's shoulder.

The atmosphere in the room was heavy, as if the words had just come out of Kanter's mouth, the cup of water on the table had not been taken for a long time, the white mist on the mouth of the cup had disappeared for some time, and the calm tea reflected Han Feiyu's resolute side face.

Fortitude has never been pretty.

After hearing Kante's words, no matter how good Han Feiyu's mentality was, it was impossible to show a good face.

Xiao Ya's eyes were a little hollow, unable to speak, and unable to shed tears.

Her tears had dried up in the past two months.

Feeling his mother's emotions, Han Feiyu strengthened his spirit and said, "It's okay Mom, it's just a small practice, I can do it well." ”

Xiao Ya still didn't speak, but her hand was a little harder.

Han Feiyu clapped her hands and was about to say bad things.

Xiao Ya pinched Han Feiyu's shoulder slightly.

Han Feiyu was slightly stunned, and the smile that had just been raised collapsed.

Xiao Ya choked up and said, "I'm not afraid, I'm just a little worried." ”

In this case, few people can clearly tell the difference between fear and worry.

Han Feiyu knew that his mother was on the verge of collapse in the past few days, so he put his hand on the back of her hand.

"Mom, don't worry, nothing will happen. ”

Kante coughed twice.

Han Feiyu looked at him, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

Kanter opened his mouth, but he couldn't explain what purgatory was, so he had to look at Han Feiyu viciously.

"After the meeting later, go find that Braff guy. ”

Han Feiyu ignored Kante, he turned his head to look at his mother and said, "Mom, I have something to tell you before I leave." ”

Xiao Ya wiped her red eyes with her hand and motioned for Han Feiyu to continue.

Han Feiyu's expression was very serious, "After I leave, if someone from the Divine Society comes to take what my father left you, don't hesitate, just give it to them." ”

"Anything?"

"Yes, anything...... If there is anything precious to you, I will help you get it back when I return from the trial, and you must not come into direct conflict with them until I return. ”

"Then how do I tell who is a member of the Divine Church and who is an impostor?"

Han Feiyu pondered for a moment and stretched out his left hand in front of her, "The members of the Divine Society don't show up in front of people, so they will definitely sneak in while you're not at home, and if you go home and find that there is someone you don't know at home, and you're wearing a ring similar to this one on your left hand, give him what Daddy left behind." ”

Xiao Ya said: "Don't worry, if someone really comes to take the inheritance that Han Qian left us, I will give it to them." ”

Han Feiyu was taken aback and looked at Xiao Ya in surprise.

Although he had already guessed this fact, there was still some luck in his subconscious.

What if the members of the Divine Society didn't tell their mother?

What if the mother doesn't believe me?

What if the mother doesn't realize?

Xiao Ya showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "I'm not stupid, and that senior sister in your high school said a lot of things that deepened my judgment." ”

High school seniors?

Tang Rou?

Han Feiyu pursed his lips, got up and hugged his mother hard, and then turned to leave without looking back.

It's not that he doesn't want to share his mother's grief.

It's just that he hasn't figured out how to discuss it with his mother.

If he stayed, he was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't have said.

He looked at Kante with a rare look of exhaustion.

"Let's go, go see those stupid elders. ”

......

......

When he walked out of the building, Han Feiyu let out a sigh of relief.

"Why can Tang Rou enter my room when I'm unconscious?"

Now he hates that former senior sister.

Nosy, is it really that much fun?

Kanter raised an eyebrow, the Stygian Knife swinging in his hand.

"What does that Nizi want to do, no one in the God Society can stop her. ”

Han Feiyu was a little puzzled.

Kante pursed his lips, "The pearl in the palm of the hand, that's the pearl of the entire Divine Society!"

Han Feiyu frowned and was silent.

He didn't know Tang Rou very well and couldn't judge the true meaning of Kante's words.

Kanter smiled, shook his wrist casually and flipped the knife into his palm, he walked up to Han Feiyu and said, "What about you, did you really decide to give all the things your father left to you to the Divine Society?"

Han Feiyu didn't react immediately, he was silent for a while, and said, "It's just some insignificant gadgets. ”

Kanter laughed angrily at this sentence and said, "Gadgets, not to mention the world-destroying tonnage weapon of the God Destroying World, the six volumes of "Machinery and Spiritual Power" he wrote alone are enough to make the entire God Hui red!"

Han Feiyu's expression was still very light, "So what? I only know that the most precious legacy that my father left to this world is me." ”

Kante was stunned and laughed angrily, "You kid is quite confident...... Let's go, go to the Presbyterian Church and meet those guys. ”

......

......

Han Feiyu walked into the Hall of Heroic Souls, and the moment he pushed the door open, he could see the layout inside.

He chuckled, "So this is the Council of Elders. ”

As in the video, the square layout leaves only a path for people to walk, surrounded by negligible candlelight, and the silver mask appears gray-black in the dim candlelight, and the figure under the mask becomes more and more blurred.

He didn't care about the masks, but he was a little disgusted by the brightness of the Heroic Soul Hall.

It's like you don't have the money to buy an energy-saving lamp.

He walked slowly down the road, wondering if some old immortal had secretly used public funds to do something stupid.

I think that must be a lot of money, otherwise why can't you afford an energy-saving lamp?

But Han Feiyu miscalculated one thing.

The Hall of Heroic Souls is a conference hall.

The conference hall is a place where meetings are held and sometimes for negotiations.

In a negotiation, momentum is important.

The dim light is just the first psychological offensive.

When Han Feiyu was halfway there, the people wearing the masks suddenly looked at him in unison, and the holes in the masks revealed their essence.

Full.

Han Feiyu looked at those oppressive gazes, and only felt ridiculous.

When he was in Yingxi, he was good at everything, except for a little.

He loves to be late, and every time the class bell rings for a few minutes, Shi Shiran walks into the classroom.

The elders at this moment are like classmates in high school, looking at the late child, ready to wait for him to be criticized by the teacher and let out a burst of laughter.

He shook his head, not the slightest burden in his heart.

Because he never cared about what other people thought.

I am who I am, and no matter what you think, I am still who I am.

Just by looking at him, you want him to be unable to move an inch?

He found the place of the Tang man in his memory and sat down.

Before he could sit down, someone next to him said unhappily: "Junior, you are not qualified to sit here. ”

Han Feiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who spoke.

A big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a silver mask on his face, and a hideous green dragon on the mask seems to want to break out!

He shook his head and shook the absurd idea out of his head, and looked at the person next to him with a proud look on his face.

"I can't find anyone more qualified to sit here than I am. ”

The man continued, "The people who are now representing the four major families attending the meeting are at least forty years old! each of them has at least the strength of an eighth-order intermediate main god...... What qualifications do you have to be with them? ”

Han Feiyu shrugged his shoulders and said, "If these seats are arranged according to age, wouldn't Principal Kante have to sit in the middle? besides him, how many people here are more qualified to sit in these four positions than you?"

Without waiting for the man to speak, he continued: "If it is ranked by strength, Principal Kanter has reached the peak of the ninth order, apart from him, which of the ministers of Kurizar does not have the strength above the eighth order, why can't they sit in the first row?"

After the man said reasonably, he stopped talking, sat down and looked at Han Feiyu with interest.

Han Feiyu didn't ask aggressively, and looked at everyone calmly and confidently.

Haven't you been discussing me?

Now here I am!

If you have anything to say or do, come to me.

A girl's whisper suddenly came from behind her, and her voice was so soft that even Han Feiyu wondered if this was his delusion.

"Feiyu, you can't talk like that. ”

Han Feiyu turned his head suddenly, his back was empty, and there was no shadow of a girl anywhere.

The voice just now suddenly disappeared, like a hallucination.

He smiled wryly.

That's right, that girl should be preparing for the opening of the university in Yingxi, how could she hear her voice here.

It seems that he misses her too much, and there will be such unfounded hallucinations.

While he was stunned, Kanter's voice came from his headphones.

"What's wrong? Is there anything behind you?"

Han Feiyu shook his head and whispered to Kante, "It's nothing. ”

He can be so strong, naturally there are reasons why he is strong.

God will stand behind him and guide him, and if he is not strong at this time, when will he be strong?

He slowly shifted his gaze and landed on the White Tiger Mask.

According to Kante's words, the next person should be the White Tiger Holy Envoy Sharma.

Sure enough, when they looked at each other, Sharma said in a deep voice: "Even so, you are still not qualified to sit here. ”

Han Feiyu still maintained his strength, and his tone was unquestionable.

"As I said, no one is more qualified to sit here than I am. ”

"This is the seat of the Han family, and I am the seventy-eighth generation head of the Han family, the current Vermilion Bird Envoy, and the contemporary god of machinery. ”

"This is the seat of the powerhouse, I am eighteen years old, a sixth-order intermediate secondary god, and there is almost no one in the history of the Divine Society who has a higher talent than me. ”

"This is the seat of the elders, I am a closed disciple that Master Ivan recognized when he was dying, and I am equal to my father in terms of status. ”

"I am a supreme-level talent, my attribute is fire, and my attribute is phoenix. ”

"I, why can't I sit?"