"Who is Han Feng? Don't know, you can go. Cheng Jiu refused directly, looking like he wanted to drive people away.

Wu Fengyun and the others heard the noise outside, so they came out to take a look, "Xiao Jiu, this is the chairman of the alliance, Han Feng." ”

"Oh, let him in, then?"

"Come in." Wu Fengyun didn't have any mood fluctuations, just said simply, everyone went in one after another.

"Well, long time no see, Xiao Wu." Han Feng said hello very familiarly.

"It's been a long time, but you didn't come at the right time, and Yan Shen was seriously injured."

"That's right, this alliance just announced the start of the qualifiers, are you guys okay in the underworld? I've always wanted Yanshen to come back. ”

"Rest assured, the chairman has received the news, even if Yanshen regrets not being able to participate, I will take these young people to participate, I remember that I was retired at the beginning, but the alliance gave me a promise at the beginning, I don't know if it counts?"

"Well, this, of course it counts, we said that as long as you want to come back, the league can give you the qualification."

"Okay, I'll see you on stage then."

"Uh-huh, can I go see Yanshen?"

"Please."

Han Feng and Wu Fengyun entered Yan Shen's room alone, and Yan Shen lay there quietly, barely a trace of blood on his face, and he couldn't even feel his breathing. Han Feng pretended to have a solemn look, but he didn't know how happy he was in his heart.

Sent Han Feng away, Wu Fengyun stayed outside the room, and the underworld decided to take turns guarding it twenty-four hours a day, and the rest of the people brushed hero fragments to prepare for the qualifiers.

In the past, when Yan Shen was there, he had people arguing every day, this guy was here, he couldn't be depressed, when he was playing, with this guy, he was confident in choosing shooters, even if he lost, he had no regrets, and now, when this guy was lying there, he found out what he felt when he quit e-sports before, what kind of loneliness he said.

"Dog, I was selfish before, this time, you survived, I will accompany you to participate in the qualifiers, win the KPL, help you win the Silver Dragon Cup again, and regain our glory."

"Oh? It's true? Suddenly, a cheap voice sounded.

"Are you okay kid?" Suddenly, Wu Fengyun was stunned, a little ghostly.

"Can you raise your tongue, I listen like I'm not dead. I was just tired, rested, and slept a little longer. ”

"Are you really okay then?"

", are you okay with such a bad injury? Okay, let me tell you, that Monkey King said that if you are not of my own race, their hearts will be different, but if we want to know the answer, it is on the ninth layer, and I don't feel that they may be with us. ”

"Well, I went to visit those rooms, and I think the demon seed seems to be delirious, not born, but controlled."

"Huh? What does it mean. ”

"The demon seed may have intelligence, or a leader, and those secret rooms are more like prison cells, except that most of them have been destroyed. Or maybe what's inside is gone. ”

"It's the same as I guessed, and I feel like this tournament is for me. They just didn't want me to compete, especially since that guy had just come, and he must have known about my serious injury and came to verify it himself to make sure I couldn't compete. ”

"Why?"

"Last time, he asked me to go alone and ask me not to explore the bottom of the Tower of the Sun, but this time, I think, someone has reached an agreement."

(End of chapter)