Located near the southern coastline of the Warframe Continent, it crisscrosses the Sanctuary and the Demon Domain.

It is the Hongye Mountains.

Yes, only nature has this ability, transcending the sphere of influence of living beings, transcending racial barriers, and surviving through the ages.

This mountain forest is the sphere of influence of the Demon Domain, but the mountains and forests are dangerous, and there are more than one or two giant beasts above the overlord creatures, and humans can sharpen themselves here, but no one dares to stay here for a long time.

The Weatherlight, this is a song that has traveled through thousands of years, the casting technology is beyond the reach of today's humans, and the hull made of extreme gold is even more coveted.

The Starship is a large three-hundred-meter-long starry ship to be exact, and it is now landing near the Weatherlight, with the symbol of the Temple painted on its hull, as well as the symbol belonging to the Saint-Lan fleet.

That's right, it's the large starry sky ship of the Saint Lan fleet, named the Holy Aegis.

It has a young prefect who is a rising star of the Temple, the Seven Sons.

"Hmm, did Yang Buwei find that guy?" Sitting on the imperial seat, the Seven Holy Sons looked at the huge screen in front of him and asked about the whereabouts of the red mecha warrior.

"Imperial Master, the Wind Flower Xueyue of the Shadow Gate has just sent a signal, it seems that Yang Buwei has been found, but the distance is too far, the signal has been interfered with, and it is currently being analyzed, I believe there will be news in another ten minutes. "A sweet-looking girl standing next to the Seven Holy Sons, but with a scar on her face, ruined this beauty.

Feeling that the girl was a little sleepy when she answered, the Seven Holy Son's face showed a trace of reluctance. After thinking about it, he said in a flat tone: "Luan Yu, you haven't slept for a long time. Let's go down and get some rest!"

"No need. Shaking his head with his eyes closed, Luan Yu opened his eyes and looked at the back of his body, and said with a firm gaze: "The Imperial Elder has not slept for two days and two nights, Qingluan, as the Imperial Chief's maid, how can she slack off on her position." ”

Hearing this, the Seven Holy Sons' faces sank, and they shouted in a low voice: "This is my order!

"But ......"

Luan Yu's hesitation made the Seven Holy Sons quite annoyed. slapped his palm on the armrest of the imperial seat, and shouted angrily: "Don't do it, if I let you go, you will leave...... Ahem, ahem!"

"Micha-sama!" Luan Yu hurriedly took out a cup of tea and handed it over, telling him not to be excited.

"I ...... I'm leaving! I'm leaving!" Putting the tea aside, Luan Yu was afraid that he would make the Seven Holy Sons angry again, so he immediately turned around and left the Star Bridge.

"Woman! trouble!" he gritted his teeth and cursed. The Seven Holy Sons hated such subordinates. Everything has to be ordered again and again before he is willing to carry it out, it is too emotional, and he always lets his body go to waste in vain and disturb his mood.

Picking up the teacup and looking at himself reflected in it, the Seven Holy Sons saw the tiredness.

Two days and two nights?

"No, it's not all Luan Yu's fault, it's the hard work that makes me feel irritable. No, I have to get some rest. Otherwise, you'll only get yourself into the mire of mistakes and failures. ”

After drinking the tea in the teacup, the Seven Holy Sons stood up and said to an older middle-aged man: "Senior Zhao, the Holy Shield will be handed over to you first, I want to take a good rest, there is something that must wake me up." ”

"Hmm!" The man surnamed Zhao nodded, he was still struggling with whether to remind the young and vigorous Seven Holy Sons, after all, no matter how strong his physique was, he couldn't withstand seven days and seven nights of sleeplessness.

But now it seems that the Seven Holy Sons are worthy of being the wisest of the Seven Holy Sons, and they should not be underestimated.

Looking at the Seven Holy Sons and Luan Yu who had left, the core personnel in the Star Bridge all sighed, if Luan Yu did not appear, then, the Seven Holy Sons were destined to be with the Rain Holy Maiden, this is the unwritten rule of the temple, the Seven Holy Sons and the Seven Holy Maidens must be married to each other.

"Therefore, for the sake of the stability of the temple, the oracle knight chief Lone Wind chose to leave, accept the mission of the temple, and go to the Ancient Forest. Thinking of the relationship between the oracle knight Chang Gufeng, the Seven Holy Sons and the Rain Holy Maiden, the man surnamed Zhao can only sigh that the will of heaven makes people and makes emotional matters complicated, and lovers are destined to be separated.

"The most pitiful thing is that the Rain Saintess and the Oracle Knight Chief Gufeng have been banished from the temple without a trace, and the other is on a mission in the Ancient Forest, and they will not come back in ten years. ”

"Alas!"

......

As soon as he came out, the Seven Holy Sons saw Luan Yu leaning against the wall, as if waiting for someone, and couldn't help asking, "Luan Yu, what are you doing here without resting?"

"I'm waiting for you!" stopped in the middle of the passage, Luan Yu took a step forward, stretched out his index finger and dangled it in front of the Seven Holy Sons, smiling, and said, "I knew you weren't that kind of person, and besides, you would definitely come out." ”

The Seven Holy Sons grabbed Luan Yu's wrist, pulled her hard, held her in his arms, gently stroked her back, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and said with a smile: "What if I don't come out?"

"Hmph, you think I'm stupid!" Pouting his lips, Luan Yu hugged the Seven Holy Sons tightly, his eyes were a little gloomy, and he said: "You are so tired, I see it in my eyes, my heart, it hurts!"

"Hehe!" smiled, the Seven Holy Sons didn't speak, just picked up Luan Yu and walked towards the lounge.

......

"Hey, this guy is dead?" A woman with an ordinary appearance smiled hideously on an oval cockpit, and kicked a large hole in the already tattered cockpit shell.

Grabbing the collar of the long-haired man, the woman directly pulled it out, because the hole was narrow, and there were many sharp edges and corners, and when he was pulled out by the woman, his clothes were cut several times, and blood flowed.

However, because his heart had stopped beating, the blood had lost circulation, and no matter how big the wound was, there was not much blood coming out.

"Cut!" saw the woman's movements, a white-haired man's eyes flashed with disdain, if he could, he really didn't want to be a companion with such a person.

Because, he didn't want to be treated like this when he died in battle.

stepped forward and patted the white-haired man's shoulder, and a sturdy bald man grinned his big mouth and muttered loudly in the white-haired man's ear: "I said Ah Feng, you are complaining, if you don't want to be treated like this, then don't die." ”

"Ah Feng!" a petite woman with a veil on her head saw this, looked down at her toes, and said nothing. Those who do their job are just killers, and when they carry out their tasks, they will fail sooner or later, just like the four famous killers in the Imperial Pavilion in the past, they are not dead in the end. (To be continued......)