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Night had completely fallen, and the entire Federation was shrouded in darkness, but fortunately, the lights of the city still clearly radiated light, illuminating the four fields. Under the yellow light of the city road, an armored convoy of thousands of people had already driven over, and the cameras of all the federal reporters were surprised to point at the convoy, and the synchronized picture was immediately uploaded to the television set of the whole federation.

The female reporter chattered about the message sent to the studio after the Protector and the federal government had just coordinated, and the people who saw the convoy either through the naked eye or through the screen did not care what she was saying, but stared at the front of the convoy.

At the front of the armored convoy, open the way is a green federal TK56 tank, the heavy version of the tank is shaking slightly with the movement of the body, and the wide tracks are crushing the surface of the city's asphalt road, driving the hundreds of armored combat vehicles behind.

And on the roof of this TK56 tank, a man in a hooded white coat and brown Martin boots stood on it, and the not wide brim just covered his face, looking unfathomable. Around him, there were two Xuanka slowly circling, and the thick arcs of his arms were constantly flashing around his body in the light of Xuanka.

Unlike the heavenly thunder induced by the Divine Xuan Emperor, his thunder and lightning were pale in color, and he had a unique mysterious aura of the power of the Xuan Card system.

In the shroud of thunder and lightning, his body also flickered and dimmed under the white light, and the whole person seemed to be thunder and lightning that appeared and disappeared in the clouds.

The rumbling convoy and the thunderclap of lightning were like a hymn, and for a while, many of the countless people in front of the television in the federation erupted into a tsunami-like cheer, while many more fell into bated breath, falling into great tension and anticipation.

There is no need for a female reporter to explain, and people know that such an army can only be a regular army of the Federation, and the domineering and mighty man on top of the tank will only be the Taidou Realm Xuanka Master-Thunderbolt Lingzun.

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This is also the case in the Void Gate.

The students of the Void Gate also learned the news that their fellow student Han Xu had appeared in Fallen Leaf City a few hours ago, and they all put down their courses and cultivation tasks and watched the live broadcast through their watches.

Because of the particularity of the virtual door to the federation, except for a small number of special computers that can be connected to the outside of the school, the students can only connect to the internal local area network, but after the special approval of the federal government, this live broadcast was smoothly broadcast into the virtual door, and when the students of the virtual door began to see the live news, the picture was already the picture of the motorcade of the thunderbolt Lingzun entering the city.

Seeing the Thunderbolt Lingzun and these hundreds of armored chariots, knowing that even if Principal Zhou was there, he would definitely die for life, and there was no suspense about the fate of Han Xu, and the students burst into cheers, among them, there was no shortage of people who took him as an example at the beginning.

"Kill Honig, kill the ghost witch, this kind of scum of the Void Gate, if you exist for a day, you will be disgraced by the Void Gate!"

"In the past six months, the resources allocated by the school have decreased a lot, and the seniors who have just graduated have not taken good positions when they work in the government and the military, all because of the cold continuation. ”

"Thunderbolt Lingzun made a move, today, he is finally finished. ”

"Hahaha, I finally have a good show today. ”

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Inside the vast void gate, the students who were supposed to show their extraordinary bearing as students of the highest university all became the most naïve spectators, waiting for the outcome they hoped to see.

How long does it take to go from being a big hero to a scum that everyone scorns?

Han continued to give the answer with facts, and it only took a few hours. From Ying Feiyu standing up to identify him, to Zhou Yong sending him away, it was just a few hours.

Over the past few months, Han Xu has been away from the crowd, and has cut off contact with all his acquaintances and fellow disciples, and he doesn't know what kind of status he has fallen into now, and what kind of person he is in the eyes of others. The editor-in-chief of the Sunset Evening News is not wrong, the Federation needs rules, a stable life under the rules of three hundred years, people have already thought that this is the law of nature, the federal government's scandalization of him, and the misunderstanding caused by his own never had time to explain anything, make him a sinner in the eyes of everyone.

Even a senior sister like Xu Xianjuan, who has a very good relationship with him, will betray him because she hates him and wrongs him, not to mention the rest of the people who don't know him?

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"What is this Wang Balamb doing in Han Xu?!" In the office, Yuan Fei looked at the projection screen in astonishment, and roared angrily, at the beginning of the period, she thought that she had read it wrong, and after clearly seeing Han Xu's face, she realized that this was the precious student who even they hadn't heard the news for a long time.

Wang Baixu, who was sitting next to her, shook his head silently, his face was a little paler, as if he had put on a layer of foundation, and he also didn't understand what he was going to do when Han Xu, who had disappeared from them for so long, and why he was hiding well and wanted to take the initiative to expose it.

As for Wang Yan's eyes...... He didn't know that his girlfriend was already in detention on the front line, and he didn't know anything about his best brother taking the initiative to enter the moment of life and death, still in the forbidden area, scolding and scolding Mo Mianbing, and designing mechas.

The red and white tall mecha has been rebuilt, and it seems that it won't be too long for this huge project to be completed, but maybe Han Xu will never have the opportunity to see it again in his life.

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The cheers and exclamations passed through the television in the office, as well as the glass, which at this time was not so soundproof, and reached the cold ears.

Han Xu still didn't seem to change his face, but in his eyes, he was a little more tired.

In the past, he was only the enemy of the whole Federation as the Lord of the World, but now standing opposite the whole Federation as a cold continuum, feeling the passion of the whole Federation that wanted him to die, he was inevitably a little difficult to adapt, and felt extremely lonely and lonely.

Life and death often come not so formally, sometimes it is so sudden, and sometimes it is not death that knocks on the door, but he himself sends his head.

Han Xu shook his head, feeling that his life was still a little ironic when he thought about it.

The editor-in-chief heard the cheers, looked at the loneliness in his eyes, and the hand on his knee tried to press his leg, which he didn't know whether it was because of excitement or timidity.

"You...... You want me to interview you, you want me to ...... What to write?"

Han Xu touched his nose, untied the Chunjun sword behind him, wiped it repeatedly with the cloth outside, and said:

"I want you to help me remember, whether I am dead or alive today, if you can, help me record my original words in the newspaper, this is a passage I want to send to Emperor Shenxuan:

My parents were just one of the thousands of people who died in the Dementorship Project, and the ghosts and witches who were involved in everything themselves can't remember them, let alone you, but I hope you remember.

You have destroyed me so much, no matter how humble and small I am in your eyes, I will take it back, one day, I will cut off your dog's head, even if it is a ghost, I will wait for you on the Huangquan Road. ”

The content conveyed in the bland words instantly made the editor-in-chief's heart jump to the extreme, trembling so much that he couldn't hold the recorder tightly and slipped to the ground.

Han Xu stood up again, walked to the window and looked at the bright lights in the buildings, the refraction of the light made them like a pair of eyes, constantly flickering, and the armored convoy slowly drove along the road downstairs outside into his field of vision.

Han Xu suddenly smiled and said:

Then, if I die, add a paragraph:

Except for the relatives who died in Wanyu City back then, I have never been ashamed of anyone, the world can not understand me, I don't want people I am not familiar with and do not understand me, I am not a big devil, I am just, I am doing what I am doing.

I'm ridiculous, ridiculously humble, and I don't know how ridiculous I am, but I really thank everyone who is willing to help me, who is willing to like me, and then, I'm sorry for you. ”

This passage was addressed to his friends, and it was also addressed to Xu Xianjuan, who may still believe that he killed Honig.

Han Xu felt that his choice of words and sentences didn't seem to be very good, and he couldn't express his true feelings, so he didn't bother to change it after thinking about it. Turning his head to look at the editor-in-chief, this stranger who was by his side at such a moment of life and death, smiled: "If I can live, when the time is ripe and I feel the need, I will come back to you and do a good interview, am I the biggest news you have personally covered in your life?" ”

The editor-in-chief's mouth was dry, as if he had a fire in his throat, and he only felt that the young man in front of him seemed to be so majestic that he could break through the dark sky.

Han Xu looked back at the armored convoy that was heading for his building from the broken wave of people, and his brows suddenly coldened.

Holding the pure Jun sword, from the sixteenth floor of the high-rise building, he hit the window into the vast dark night!