Yeye Academy, Tower 1, 33rd floor. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

In fact, very few people are able to come here.

In Ye Ye Academy, Aita is a women's dormitory tower, with a total of thirteen.

The feather tower is a boys' dormitory tower with a total of 13 floors.

And in the northernmost tower, there are also thirteen.

But they are where the mentors live.

Therefore, the first tower of the Elite Tower, the highest floor, should have been the place where the best mentor lived, such as that Dean Lin Xi.

But Dean Lin Xi, everyone knew that he lived on top of the Ye Tower.

Therefore, the speculation about the 33rd of the Feather Tower has not stopped since the first resident of this place moved in.

At this moment, however, the door to this room was open.

Since it's open, someone must be in it.

The sound of breathing as smooth as a line rose and fell inside, this room, which was almost the most mysterious room in Ye Ye Academy, was actually extremely simple.

The round peanuts are stir-fried until they are golden and oily, and sprinkled with a little salt and pepper that has just been fried and is still slightly hot, is enough to become a side dish with wine.

But no matter how delicate it is, it is a simple wine and food after all, but it is such a simple wine and food, but it is packed in an emerald green jade plate.

The texture of the jade plate is delicate and smooth, and such a large piece of jade, which is carved into a plate, should be an elegant object only for enjoyment.

But this priceless elegant object is used as a side dish for wine without being cherished.

A small pot, a small pot of clay. Next to the small jar is a clay bowl of the same texture, with remnants of wine.

It is the most ordinary clay pot, which is not glazed, so it is the color of the soil, ugly and ugly, and no one may be willing to even give a copper to the market.

But in such a clay pot, there is a wine that is as clear as water and full of aroma.

It is the best distilled spirit, filtered without a trace of impurities, without any spices and without any auxiliaries.

Real wine should be so pure.

The old man sat there.

He was gray-haired and white-haired, and he didn't know how many years he lived.

To his left is the jade plate, and to his right is the clay pot.

He sat on a bamboo chair that had been yellowed for an unknown number of years.

In front of him was a wall as white as snow.

In this world, there are no more than ten people who know that he is here.

In this world, there were no more than three people who knew that he would be here tonight.

But he's already here.

He looked at the white wall in front of him, as if there was all the biochemistry on it, and there was wind and rain rising on it, and he looked at it for a long time, so long that he never got up from the time he did it to the present.

But from start to finish, nothing has changed in this white wall.

It's white, it's white, so white that you can't see anything other than white.

And it was such an old man, looking at such an empty wall.

Commanded the battle he couldn't see.

From time to time, he just stretched out his left hand, grabbed a few brown and crispy peanuts, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

He was so old, but his teeth were still white and hard.

From time to time, he stretched out his right hand, picked up the pottery bowl, and took a sip of spicy and long white wine.

He was so old, but half a jar of the strongest liquor didn't blush at all.

He just closed his eyes and tasted the crispy texture of the peanuts after they were fried, he just smacked his lips and smacked out the mellow sweetness of the liquor.

Lian is quite old, can he still eat?

He drank on this night and then commanded the battle.

From the beginning to the end, no one reported anything to him, and he did not try to understand anything.

He just gave the order that should be given at a specific time.

The Dark Star Commander, who couldn't see him, didn't even think about who his opponent really was, even in the end.

But if he really knew, he would have understood that he really didn't have a chance at all.

He has the best spiritual weapons and the most complete plans.

He had been preparing for three months, and he was sure that nothing had gone wrong.

But the old man, until last night, agreed to take the errand, and then took a copy of the materials prepared by the mountain master.

But this old man is already a legendary figure.

The title left to him by the world is.

[The Man Who Wrote the Ending].

But for the subjects of the Lanye Empire, for the founding marshal, a more affectionate title is Lord [God of War].

He joined the army at the age of thirteen and entered the door of the Holy Moon at the age of nineteen.

At the age of forty-seven, he followed Emperor Yuantai on the expedition.

And then three hundred and ninety-four battles.

Never lost.

He always sets the final outcome of the battle at the beginning of the campaign.

Many enemies call him the devil, because he calculates people's hearts like looking at a transparent glass.

This old man should have been buried in the memory and longing of future generations in legends and history.

But he's still alive, he's still here.

However, he also commanded the battle.

He didn't have a spiritual weapon, he didn't have preparations, and he didn't even have a map of Ye Ye City.

But everything is in his heart.

So on the wall where he looks, nothing has happened, everything has already happened.

So, he chooses to give orders at the right time, and then let those who do it execute it.

He doesn't need anything in return, he doesn't need anyone to refute, he doesn't need anyone to disobey.

He just needs some qualified limbs to carry out his ideas.

So he ordered.

So they perform.

In fact, there are few such orders.

Three minutes of sub-hour: "Activate the Binding Magic Pattern." ”

"Count three fingers and release fifteen range stun spells to the demon pattern area."

"Ten Marks of Weakening."

"Raid."

"End the battle in three points."

"Complete the battlefield clearance at the same time."

Sub-hour quarters:

"The Scarlet Heart Gym uses incense."

Six minutes of sub-hour:

"The Funeral Snow Club has set up a card at the following intersections."

"A four."

"A one."

"B seven."

"C6 ......"

"The first three cards are strongly matched, and the enemy uses the sky fire to burn the plain."

"Then chant the incantation, cast the heat surge, and the flare superimposed on the burst flames."

"The appearance effect, superimposed is equivalent to the fire of the sky."

"After three quarters of an hour, accept the surrender."

Sub-hour 2 Moment:

"The Flying Feather Group acts, capturing the Star Road alive."

When the old man said those last words quietly to the spar, he couldn't hear the answer of the princess Nono on the other side, but remembered her great-grandmother's peerless appearance.

He is also an old man in the old era, so those friends in his memory are all old or dead.

He got up slowly and walked slowly to the window.

Looking at the lights of thousands of homes, the stars are dry.

In the far north of the sky, there was a bright star that shimmered with purple light.

That's the Ziwei Emperor Star, that's the northern sky, the brightest main star.

Emperor Si conquered.

"I don't know if I should expect you or not, my proudest student, Your Majesty."

The old man spoke.

At this time, fireworks rose and shone all over the city.

(End of chapter)