In the morning sun, Manrada stood on the stone path in front of the house, bent down and caressing a delicate flower. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flower was about a meter high, and its whole body was as crystal as jade, and the flower the size of a basketball was in full bloom, like a burning flame in the hot sun.

If you stand in front of you, you can still feel a faint warm breath.

When Manlada heard Joanna's words, Dai's eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and he said in a condensed voice: "Regarding the news of the removal of the headlines of the League of Legends, the Dawn Church has given an explanation. ”

In order to build momentum for League of Legends, the War College has used too much manpower and material resources. And in the next plan, Valoran headlines are the most important part of it.

But at such a critical time, it was disrupted by the Dawn Church, and even if Manlada rarely asked about the world, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Joanna wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead, and her blue high-heeled boots made a crisp sound when she stepped on the stone slab.

With a gentle step, she came to Manlada and replied angrily, "The Dawn Church sent a notice not long ago, saying that it was unable to notify us in time because of the urgent situation. However, their news is too fake. ”

"Oh, I'd like to see what the Church of Dawn is trying to do." Manrada heard Joanna's complaints, and said in a deep voice with a slight frown.

False?

If the Dawn Church really dared to fool the War College with fake news, this matter must not be so easy to settle.

League of Legends matters are crucial to the War College.

Joanna didn't speak, and hurriedly took out her Valoran Daily Magic Book, opening the day's daily headline for Manlada.

Manlada looked at the headlines in the daily newspaper, his brows furrowed, and his eyes flashed like a bright moon hanging high in the sky, exuding immeasurable brilliance.

Nineteen-year-old demigod, how is it possible?

This is not the primeval era when the gods roamed the heavens, the heavens and the earth were vast, and the power of magic filled the heavens and the earth. Even in the ancient times when the gods began to retreat, there had never been a nineteen-year-old demigod, let alone the now broken Valoran?

Manrada's thoughts turned, and his mind moved slightly to open the headlines.

She wanted to see what the Church of Dawn wanted to play. Nineteen-year-old demigod is simply ridiculous.

When the news clicked, Manlada looked at the record on it, and his face gradually became solemn.

Nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse, I believe that anyone who sees this report may think that I have gone crazy.

But it has to be said that this is an amazing miracle, an unbelievable miracle.

Throughout the hundreds of thousands of years from ancient times to the present, in the clearly recorded history, the most outstanding human race Tianjiao is a generation of war god Ares.

I believe many people have heard of and counted the deeds of Lord Ares, so I won't describe them here.

Today, there is only one of our protagonists, and that is the nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse from the mysterious Eastern Soil - Mo Chen, the Grand Duke of Chang'an City!

Speaking of this name, I believe many people already feel a little familiar.

That's right, it's the Grand Duke of Chang'an City who is facing the attack of Noxus!

Here, I have to announce to Noxus the sad news that all the 30,000 cavalry they had come to attack the eastern land had been killed heroically yesterday, and most of the other generals had been captured.

There will be a detailed report on this later. I don't think you're in the mood to pay attention to the fall of the Noxian Vanguard, do you?

Jokes aside, let's continue to talk about what kind of difference this genius who surpassed the god of war Ares.

Under it, there are two whole sections, descriptions of Mo Chen's deeds.

Even some childhood anecdotes from my childhood, I didn't let go.

After a long time, when Mandara finished reading the whole report, she stood there with a slight frown, and did not speak for a long time.

"Teacher, do you think this news is likely to be true?" Joanna stood aside, looking at Manlada's slightly frowning brow, and the solemnity in her eyes, with a hesitant look on her face, and asked.

With what she knew about Manlada, the other party's current expression would only appear in something that was difficult to decide.

And now, there seems to be no other possibility for her to make a decision.

It's just that Joanna really can't believe that there will be a nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse in this world. Even if she is herself, at the age of nineteen, she has only just stepped into the legend for a short time.

And this achievement is already one of the best peerless geniuses in the War College.

Nineteen-year-old demigod, wouldn't that surpass the legendary god of war Ares?

"It's hard to say." Manlada didn't know what to think, his eyes showed a look of nostalgia, and a little solemnity, and sighed.

If it really was that thing, it wasn't impossible that a nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse would appear.

Dongtu is a mysterious place.

Could it be that after 800 years, someone has really cultivated the "Imperial Road Wuji Sutra"?

Manlada stared at Mo Chen's image on the light curtain, his eyes a little more dignified and a little puzzled.

When Joanna heard this, her face was full of shock, her eyes were wide open and she looked at Manlada, her jade hand covering her wide open cherry lips, and her heart was full of horror.

In this world, how can there really be a nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse, that's too incredible, right?

"I'll deal with this matter, you go back first." Manlada seemed to have something in mind, and said softly.

League of Legends matters must not be delayed, and the sooner the better.

Compared to that, the nineteen-year-old demigod in Dongtu wasn't even a big deal. At least compared to the War College, a small sixth-order demigod can't make any waves, at most it's just a big ant.

Joanna nodded distractedly, staring blankly into the void with her eyes, her steps gentle as if she were stepping on clouds, and walked slowly outward.

Along the way, Joanna was distracted, and even many people greeted her without the slightest reaction. In the end, she didn't even know how she got back to her home.

And what she wouldn't have imagined was that when she returned to her residence, the news of Joanna, the goddess of icebergs, had begun to spread in the War College that she had fallen out of love.

As for the evidence, it's a pity not to see Joanna's dejected look.

As for the bastard who abandoned the goddess and made people hate itchy, it has become another hot topic for people.

A quarter of an hour later, the secret conference room of the War College.

The secret meeting room is located at the heart of the War College, not far from the giant Hub Crystal. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary purple palace, not in the slightest difference from the surrounding buildings.

The meeting room is simply furnished, with a large black oval table in the center of the main hall that contrasts with the purple floor.

Around the long table, four people sat each.

Two of them were Manlada and Aldrich, and the other two were men.

One man was tall and strong, looking like a barbarian from the northern plateau. The other is petite, with two long pointed ears, and a handsome face like a peerless beauty in the country.

"Guys, you should already know about it." Aldrich frowned, sat on the upper seat and looked at the two, and said in a heavy voice.

"I've heard of it, and I have to admit that the nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse is really amazing." The elf's voice was soft, and his handsome face was full of amazement, and he sighed with emotion.

Although the elves have a long lifespan, they do not have a significant advantage in cultivation speed. In the records of the elven race, the first peerless genius to become a demigod powerhouse was also more than eight hundred years old.

Human beings really deserve to be the overlord of Valoran, a nineteen-year-old demigod powerhouse, and he is completely unimaginable in the elven race.

"Dongtu, it's really a headache." The tall and strong man, like a barbarian, patted his head and sighed.

"Bang."

As he spoke, he slapped the table abruptly, let out a loud roar, and then scolded: "If I knew that it was so troublesome, I should have razed the entire Dongtu to the ground back then, instead of signing a peace agreement with that old ghost in the Dongtu." If there were no East Lands, the one in Noxus would not be ungoverned by now. ”

"Badar, be careful." When Aldrich heard this, his face suddenly crumpled, and he glared at Badal angrily and shouted.

How powerful the Eighth Order Supreme is, it is an existence that can destroy the heavens and the earth. It would not be a good thing for the War College to be detected by the one in Noxus, especially since the dean's injuries have not improved.

"What are you afraid of, he is already about to soar, do you dare to make a move!" Badal retorted unconvinced, but did not continue to talk about the Grand General of Noxus.

When the crowd heard this, they fell silent.

Who would have thought that after the general of Noxus obtained the secret method of the Eastern Land, his cultivation became more and more sophisticated. In just a few hundred years, he has already achieved the peak realm of the eighth order, and he may fly to the Star Realm at any time to achieve the Divine Mansion!

That's a divine mansion, an immortal and immortal mansion that lives with heaven and earth!

"Don't mention this matter again, as for that nineteen-year-old demigod in Dongtu, there is no threat to us for the time being. With that old thing sitting in the East, we can't just attack him. But even if we don't make a move, Noxus won't let him go easily.

Now there is only one question that we need to consider, and that is the League of Legends thing. You've seen the sky last night. It's hard to say exactly what this is going on, but I always have a hunch that Valoran's peace will no longer exist. Aldrich stared at the void with a solemn countenance and sighed deeply.

Whether it was the vision of the sky not long ago, or the scene of sanctification like the scorching sun last night, it had a huge impact on Valoran.

"What are you afraid of, the vision of that day, we didn't also get the benefits!" Badar whispered with a little excitement on his face.

As his voice fell, there was a dead silence in the conference room.

Everyone looked at each other, their faces were solemn and terrible, without the slightest hint of excitement.

"They're even more dangerous!" Aldrich crossed his hands and propped himself up on the conference table, his face solemn and solemn.