In the 112th year of the Lunar calendar, early in the morning of the 16th day of the seventh month

Ye Ye

That long night, which had been for many, was finally over. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

The morning in Yeye City was as quiet as ever.

When the morning sun rises, the light golden light is like countless pompoms, rolling all over every corner of this ice and snow city, announcing the revival of a city.

But even so, the city is as quiet as a city of death.

Because there was no one in the streets.

Last night, the entire Yeye Ancient City experienced a very rare fireworks feast in history, and there were also many hermit masters who had cultivated deeply, and their white-haired faces poked out of their roof windows to enjoy the grand fireworks.

But even then, no one tried to go out and take part in what seemed to be an extremely lively event. They are just speculating badly whether someone will jump over the wall and choose to float away.

In this case, the forbidden air trap that he has put a lot of effort into his roof will definitely be very pleasing to the eye.

Sadly, this expectation did not come true.

Although the members of the Dark Star were in despair, they did not choose this seemingly tempting idea.

Because, from a historical point of view, the fate of the guy who chooses to float in the air is tragic without exception, and the degree even exceeds the limit of human imagination.

In a way, it is boring and perverted for those who have nothing to do to spend a lot of time on their rooftops. But it is such a boring and perverted behavior that adds an unbelievable, but absolutely terrifying line of defense to the ancient city of Yeye.

Last night's operation was a great success, almost unscathed, annihilating all members of Operation Darkstar.

Such a fiasco may also be the first time in the entire history of Dark Star.

To put it simply, even if you don't mention the extremely precious Heavenly Realm Spirit Artifact.

Just talking about the equipment of nearly 100 people is a huge income of great value. You must know that Dark Star is not a poor small organization, and the most powerful and terrifying intelligence assassination organization in the world is really not for fun.

And this group of executors of the Flame City operation is a well-deserved elite team.

Almost every one of them had equipment worth more than three hundred gold leaflets—they were undoubtedly moving vaults in a way.

Ye Ye Academy accepted this with a smile, and naturally it would not be sealed up and returned to the owner in the future.

But the most valuable thing is not these valuable equipment.

Equipment is dead, but it's not these dead things that are most precious.

It's people.

To be precise, the Dark Star elites who were captured alive.

Even among the Seven Hidden Clans, Dark Star cultivates talents, which is commendable, and the most outstanding work among them is naturally the weapon that is already standing at the top of the world at the age of twenty.

If you want to say something that someone has done well, it is natural to name the masterpiece.

And Xingxi is the most outstanding representative of them.

This group of captured elites are all absolute elites cultivated by Dark Star, and more than two-thirds of them have the blood of the Hidden Clan.

As I said before, this batch of combat power is enough to easily subvert the regime of a small country.

This kind of strange goods, whether it is used as a bargaining chip with the Dark Star or for oneself, is very useful.

Elites are elites everywhere.

As for how to use it, there is such a thing as a soul contract in this world.

This is a kind of soul contract that circulates among the hidden clans, but unfortunately, this kind of contract is also known in the Ye Ye Academy, and.

There are still a lot of people who will.

Due to the time of antiquity, the Great War of the Hundred Tribes.

They fought each other for 10,000 years, countless races were wiped out, countless races were annexed and merged, and in the end, only seven of the strongest races remained, and accepted the oath of the gods. Hidden from the world.

Divine punishment was established at that time, and the original names of the seven hermits were classified as taboo in the form of language, and those who said the names of the hermits would be punished by the gods.

It was by relying on this simple but powerful means that the name of the Seven Clans disappeared from the world.

So these seven races were merged into the Hidden Race.

And during the Great War of the Hundred Tribes, they captured a lot of each other.

Killing prisoners of war is naturally a very stupid act, and as for the exchange, it is often necessary to wait for the end of the war, otherwise, it is equivalent to adding new forces to the other side to fight.

Therefore, those continent masters at that time chose another way to solve this problem.

That's the Soul Contract.

This kind of soul covenant limits the amount of time that the contractor needs to serve him for free. After the contract is over, they will return to their own free body and let them return to their own people—fight and fight, but the war will always be fought one day.

Between races, interests always come first, and the slaughter of the other tribe's people is a matter of retribution, which gradually disappears under the influence of one another.

It's just that the major hermits are forbidden by the gods and are not allowed to interfere in the mortal world. Such a contract was handed down and became a common model for dealing with prisoners of war. Of course, the only thing that doesn't work is that you can't use these POWs to fight against their former comrades.

Naturally, this is not because I am embarrassed, there is such a thing as war, which has never been embarrassed to do.

Rather, the effect of the soul contract is not harsh. This almost insulting use often leads to the defection of the contractor. At that time, it will be counterproductive.

In any case, above the nearly 100 realms, there is even no shortage of elites of the Xuan Rank, and they are a force to be reckoned with in any place, slaughtering a small country in the middle of a hand.

Although Ye Ye Academy was not a surprise, it was always a very profitable action.

To put it simply, this countermeasure against Operation Flame City has achieved a complete victory.

The loss was only paid by the two students who were responsible for assisting.

There is no one who would not be dissatisfied with such an outcome.

But in fact it is not.

……

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The mansion that originally belonged to Star Road.

"You, who can tell me what happened?"

Lan Ye's Ninth Princess's delicate face was as calm as water, as if nothing had happened.

But there was a frightening persistence and trepidation in her eyes: "Also, is there any way to save the two of them?" ”

This is the last battlefield of last night, the huge mansion that originally belonged to the Dark Star.

It's just that when this place was exposed, the academy naturally unceremoniously took it for its own use. Title deeds or something, it's too trivial to redo one.

But everyone present at this moment is an old acquaintance.

Mo Xiaojing, Qixia, Ao Xuehua, Lan Yaxin, Ye Qing.

When Ye Qing asked, everyone almost unanimously turned their eyes to Mo Xiaojing.

In fact, several of them had been waiting here all night.

They watched in silence as the Third Highness kept shuttling between different planes, watching the powerful red-haired girl who never tired of getting weaker and weaker and more emaciated.

Her dust-free black cloak began to wrinkle and crack ominously.

Her face was as clean as ice, and a trace of cracks began to appear that looked thrilling.

But no one dared to dissuade him.

This girl, she has never taken the initiative to do anything.

But when she started to do something on her own initiative, no one could stop her.

However, there was no result.

The search that began at one o'clock in the middle of the night has now lasted a full four hours, and His Royal Highness has searched the four planes for a full time, but there is no result.

She appeared in a moment, asked about the time that had passed in this main plane, and then told the people present which planes she had excluded, fortunately, Mo Xiaojing was also a very good space magician, and he was responsible for recording those planes, and then informed the upper echelons of the academy.

And the girl herself continues to shuttle through the fault line of space alone.

Just to save someone he doesn't want to lose.

So when Ye Qing finally couldn't stop the huge uneasiness in his heart and opened his mouth to ask, the president of the student self-government association smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

You shouldn't be smiling at this time, but the smile of this student council president only gives you a sense of reassurance. He glanced around and rubbed his eyebrows: "Actually, this matter is really troublesome to talk about. ”

With that, he pulled out a clean stack of white paper from the bookshelf behind him.

"But if it's a metaphor, it's much simpler."

(End of chapter)