The man's sneaky back wandered around the school, and there was no trace of Ding Qiang, so he went back to his apartment, Ding Qiang looked at the place and smiled slightly, and the person disappeared as soon as he drilled into the ground. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Looking at the direction, when he came to the place, he found that there were actually defenses underground, and rows of iron nails were neatly nailed to the ground, blocking the passage to enter.

This is not a problem for Ding Qiang, as long as the space flashes, it can be passed from here, the problem is that Xiaolong has to cooperate, this guy is not good to find this guy again because of the cold war with himself these days.

Last time, because he was greedy for fun, he said a few words, but these days have not been less blocked for him. Every time he called her, he didn't come, which made Ding Qiang very annoyed, and in addition to being annoyed, there was no way to take this guy, after all, this little thing was a master who had just eaten and slept and woke up to play, and it was impossible to expect her to help herself.

Hurriedly performing the elemental magic skills, he squeezed his divine consciousness through the crack in the iron nails, and eavesdropped on the movement in the room.

As soon as he put his sense inside, he heard the words inside, "How are you staring?"

"Back to the young master, ...... inside"

"Shut up, call me young master, you are not allowed to call me young master in the future, don't you know?"

"Yes, young master!"

When Ding Qiang heard these two words "young master", he immediately understood, this guy came to the school to pull a team for himself, where did he come to develop for the school's Mo family, but he just wanted to coerce and lure Ding Qiang into the water under the banner, now that the matter is very clear, the feelings are easy to handle.

"It's just that I don't know where this guy is?"

Keeping an eye on the people in this room, Ding Qiang suddenly thought of a way, without startling the snakes, sneaking in these guys while they were sleeping, and in the hands of these subordinates, find someone to hypnotize and obtain information.

The way is what people think, and they can't be suffocated to death by urine.

In this way, Ding Qiang squatted underground for a whole hour, and after the group of people finished reporting, when they left this place one after another, Ding Qiang secretly selected a guy, followed him under his feet unconsciously, and slowly arrived at the place where this guy was resting.

Soon locked the position of this guy, Ding Qiang smiled, from the place opposite the person, face to face, and deliberately bumped into this guy, this guy didn't recognize himself at all, it stands to reason that he has been tired of playing in the ring every day these days, and there is no student who doesn't know him, but this guy didn't recognize this person.

"I didn't expect it, who are these people's goals for a day, why can't they recognize me?" Ding Qiang squinted at this person's dormitory, but his mind was full of thoughts, flashing the possibilities of this matter like a marquee.

Finally, at night, the boy who had been hiding in the water room and the bathroom of the collective apartment finally came out and silently approached the place where the guy slept.

The spiritual power came out of the "Tian Yuan Catalogue", enveloping everyone in this dormitory, and a hazy artistic conception began to appear in everyone's dreams......

When Ding Qiang came out of that place tiredly, he already knew where these people were.

It turned out to be the Northern Frontier Sanzhi Region, this young master, is the only son of the current leader of the Sanzhi Region, the reason why he came to the school is not only to learn about the empire's intelligence on this place, but also the most important point, is to find all kinds of talents.

The boy actually knows the ins and outs of this matter, and he is not angry, since he has been used by this guy, it is better to push the boat down the river, follow this guy to paint the cat and the tiger, and wait to see how he will perform this one-man show.

The world is impermanent, and some things can be achieved if they are not necessarily beautiful.

Thinking of this, the young man no longer bothered with these questions, hurried back to the apartment, cleaned himself up, put on the military uniform that he hadn't worn for a long time and hurriedly went to the passage.

When I arrived at the entrance of the passage, there were gongs and drums here, and there were citizens on both sides of the passage congested in, and these sacrificed people were all packed in an urn and lined up underground, and they had been sent out of the open passage in advance, which was hundreds of thousands of soldiers.

The scene was very solemn, and even acquaintances who usually liked to joke stopped communicating with each other and stood quietly, waiting for the triumphant return of the army. The people on both sides were all dressed in columns, and the school's high-ranking officials and elders lined the streets, quietly watching the heroes being transported back from the passageway.

Watching the urns being carried in front of him, Ding Qiang's heart suddenly surged out of every day and night he had on the Tianyuan battlefield, and an incomparable desolation suddenly rose in his heart.

When the last urn was brought in from the other side of the passage, "Everyone, stand up!" A loud shout came from the rostrum in front of him, and as usual, a burly elder stood in front of the stage, shouting angrily at the armed men who had gathered under the stage, as the students who had come to watch the ceremony, they all stood upright.

"Raise the battle flag!"

"Playing music!"

"Mighty Master Haohao, prepare, sing!"

The fixed school flag-raising ceremony was staged again, and everyone sang the ancient war song that has been floating under this starry sky for thousands of years, remembering the glory of history, recalling the glorious achievements since the establishment of the school, up to the elders, down to every new student, like a forest of guns, the sound shook the sky, and Ding Qiang, who was full of blood. Unexpectedly, the second time he saw hundreds of thousands of people singing an ancient war song together, he still couldn't help himself.

The fluttering singing voice seemed to be like a heavy hammer that instantly woke up the ancient bell of the Shenwu Academy. These buildings, which originally showed their true faces, slowly changed from that clear state to their current state in this song, and there was no luxury here, only the collision of truth.

The mighty master of Haohao,

The spirit of the gods lasts forever!

The blood is not dry,

Zhan Changtian,

Young boys, united as one.

With a spear in hand,

kill maneuver,

Iron Force!

......

The singing sound of Rufei was like thunder and roaring, and the sound shook the four fields! The originally solemn passage actually became extremely solemn in this singing. I don't know who else is coming today, the young man looked sideways at the place on the rostrum, and suddenly saw something on the seat with sharp eyes, and he couldn't help but be happy in his heart, it seems that he is going to meet today!