A piece of news came from the Heavenly Pavilion of the capital.

The country is vegetarian for three days, and every household hangs white silk.

Taimiao.

The highest honor since the founding of the Great Xia, everyone is proud to enter the temple after death, at the door of the temple at this moment, people have been waiting for a long time wearing linen and filial piety.

As soon as the huge coffin appeared in the air, the capital knelt densely.

The bell of the Azure Temple rang throughout the city, and the salute was full of guns.

The nine floors of the Taimiao Temple are layered in the town of Heroic Soul.

Just a few days ago, a hero named Qi Fengya stayed in the Taimiao.

Taimiao, the heroic soul continues, and the torch is passed down from generation to generation.

On this day, news came out at an alarming speed.

100,000 mountains, sea tribes, and foreign countries were shocked by the news.

What!

All the members of the Ten Directions Martial Arts Academy are dispatched? The Tyrannosaurus rex in the East was also dispatched? Want to get out of Muxia?!

What!

The heads of the major military regions gathered in Xuanling City, suspected of attacking 100,000 mountains?

What!

Qin Fanlin of the Lingwu Academy also went, and the Great Xia Sword Immortal came out of the Sword Pavilion??

The Heavenly Spirit Academy was also fully dispatched??!

All kinds of hostile forces have begun to prepare, and everyone knows that once the giant dragon in the east really shows its fangs to whom, no one dares to resist!

Then another message came back.

What!

Do they wear linen and filial piety?

They carried the coffin and left?

What!

Hanging white silk all over the country?

What is Great Xia doing??

....

A few months later, 90% of the forces on all sides finally confirmed that a strong man in Great Xia had passed away, and it was suspected that there was a fall in the Nine Realms!

Since then, it has become more and more rampant, and the attacks on the major levels have become more frequent!

......

Some surprising and interesting encounters often happen, but only so, there are very few that really lock two people tightly and their fates are connected.

Since I met him when I entered the school, He Yu has been enrolled for almost a year, and I have never seen this senior sister named Xiao Shihan.

See you again.

It was the students who died in the school and were transported back from the border gates.

Xiao Shihan lay quietly, as if she was asleep.

After experiencing great sorrow and sorrow, some people will be enlightened, some people will become mature, and some people will still be exactly the same, but they will bury their emotions deeply.

After Su Lin's incident, He Yu had matured a lot, and he didn't feel much when he saw the bodies of his classmates being transported back.

In the near future, perhaps, he will be shipped back in the same way.

I still remember the day I went out of the customs, Xiao Shihan said sweetly.

"Senior sister, sister is going to kill demons."

Nine months after entering the school, He Yu has reached the peak of the Qi Gathering Realm, worthy of the best physique, under the requirements of Wu Canglong, the spirit and martial arts double cultivation, invincible at the same level.

Cangxing couldn't find anyone, Wen Jun was too busy, one of the two boys he met when he first entered school had died in a mission, and Jia San was usually met more often at school.

Jia San, a wealthy family, has many maids, and people who are familiar with the school call him Jia Baoyu.

On this day, Jia San pulled He Yu and said mysteriously: "Sister He, there is a big deal, we did it together, can you take it?" ”

"You'd better be real, or I'll beat you!"

He Yu swung his fist, and now Jia San is no longer her opponent, and after beating him twice, he has become He Yu's little brother.

"How dare you, Sister He, don't you know what my Xiao Jia is?"

"Believe you once!"

Oops, let's go.

Along the way, Jia San also said that he would surprise He Yu and promise that he would like it.

Pushing open the door of the principal's office, a man stood proudly with four or five swords on his back.

Cangxing!

"That's the ??? surprise"

"Cangxing, are you stealing the sword of the Spirit Martial Academy again?"

He Yu rolled his eyes, but he was more interested in the sword on Cangxing's back.

Cangxing's proud temperament shrank, and he didn't tell He Yu how his sword came from.

Wu Canglong coughed and motioned to the three of them not to speak, but none of the three ignored him and continued to talk about his own.

The reason why He Yu behaved disrespectfully to his elders was for a reason.

Through being deceived again and again, and awakening again and again, He Yu finally knew the boss with the biggest credit of the Shifang Martial Academy.

Wu Canglong!

Just half a month ago, she had been guarding her 101 credits, which was her biggest secret, but because she left the school gate with her right foot first, a group of school leaders led by the principal voted to deduct He Yu's 100 credits!

Cangxing has reached the realm of the Four Realms Grandmaster, his dream is to be a monk and a sword immortal, but his innate physique is good, and he is the most suitable for cultivating martial arts, so he often carries a sword on his back and tells others that he is a monk.

Self-created swordsmanship "Smash the sword!" ”

"Okay, let's talk nonsense again, and deduct 1 credit directly from the system!"

“....”

The three of them were silent for a second, Wu Canglong nodded with satisfaction, and then said, "Come in." ”

The door opened, and the three of them looked curiously, and the first thing that caught their eyes was a puff of smoke, and then a young man.

Ordinary clothes, ordinary shoes, except for some burly appearance, this kind of person lost in the crowd no one can be found, with a scruffy beard, a cigarette in his mouth, the smoke does not leave his mouth, and the smoke frequently spits out of his mouth.

Wu Canglong had distress in his eyes and reminded: "Smoke less." ”

The youth nodded.

"Yes, let's talk about the mission."

Wu Canglong said helplessly: "Let me introduce you first, this is my grandson, Wuyang, Wuyang." ”

"Yes."

"Is this the little Canglong!"

Cangxing He Yu's reactions were mixed, but he didn't say much.

Cang Xing and Jia San had always heard of Wu Yang, but they saw it three months ago, when He Yu was grieving Su Lin's departure and missed the graduation ceremony of the third grade.

On that day, Wu Yang was the only student who graduated that class.

There are still many classmates who have disappeared without a trace, may have died, or may have not completed the task yet, and can only wait for the next class of graduates.

"Just get to know each other, the next thing is what you have to accomplish, of course, you can choose not to do it."

Since Mr. left, the two major demon clans and foreign countries have become more and more unscrupulous, frequently attacking the major levels, and arranging countless assassinations and some spies, trying to disintegrate Great Xia from within.

Reliable information has been received that a group of spies and assassins have set their sights on the Ten Directions Martial Academy.

The terrible thing about a spy is that it is true or false, and we need to judge it, and while accurately finding the spy, we must not kill our own people by mistake.

"Wu Yang will lead the team, and you will be responsible for investigating the spies this time."

After speaking, Wu Canglong casually threw out a few documents, and the four of them took them and looked at them.

"This is some general information given by the dark department of the Heavenly Pavilion, you can take a look at it carefully."

"Sun Wenxuan, a third-year student of the Ten Directions Martial Academy, a cultivator of the Four Realms Transcendent Realm, the grandson of the Sun family, when he was in the second grade, he fought to the death in the Apocalypse Pass, killing hundreds of demons, and his grandfather Sun Xuanlin was once a peak monk in the Six Realms and died in the Battle of Tianhaiguan."

"Fule Mountain, a third-year student of the Ten Directions Martial Academy, a transcendent realm cultivator, a first-year Xiaguan demon killer, a second-grade Xiaguan demon killer, a second-level meritorious owner, his father Wan Xianghua, a peak monk of the Five Realms, died outside the Apocalypse Pass."

"Yao Rongxuan."

"Chen Junxu."

One by one, the names were listed, some strange whereabouts and suspicions, but in the first introduction, it was still the contribution of their elders to Great Xia, which was an indelible fact.

Wu Yang's fists creaked and his face was gloomy, these were his classmates, and he had given his back to them in countless battles in the past three years.

"Yang'er, I know your mood and understand it very well, that's why I arranged for you to contact you, I hope our guess is not valid~"

Looking at the four people who went out in silence, Wu Canglong said quietly in his heart: "Children, don't blame me, the heart of the strong needs to be tempered." ”

Out of the door, Jia San, Cangxing, He Yu, and the three of them looked at Wuyang.

He didn't finish his cigarette and didn't dare to disturb.

The most confused thing is Cangxing, haven't heard of Wuyang smoking?

Stepping on the soot, Wu Yang strode away.

He Yu frowned slightly: "Hey, Senior Wu, what should we do?" ”

"You guys, go back and play, I know my classmates best."

"You guys now? A hundred are not enough for them to kill. ”

“...”

Leaving the three people with blank faces, although they didn't want to admit it, Wu Yang was right, it was not impossible for those who could survive to the third grade in the Shifang Martial Academy, and it was not impossible for them to beat the five realms in the four realms.

"What about us?" Jia San and He Yu looked at Cangxing.

Isn't it stupid?

Cang Xing pointed to the information, and there were notes on the latest whereabouts of several people below.

Going separately?

Cangxing slapped Jia San's head.

"You're in a hurry to be reincarnated!!"

In the end, the three of them chose Chen Junxu, who felt that his cultivation was the weakest, to investigate.

In an inconspicuous alley in the ancient city of Xuanling, Wu Yang sat on the curb and smoked silently, and after smoking, he threw out the cigarette butt and extinguished it, and the ground was full of blood.

A boy who was about two or three years younger than him was lying in a pool of blood, blood was still gushing from the corners of his mouth, his chest was broken, and he was still talking something intermittently.

"Senior brother, no, I'm sorry, I'm sorry,"

The thunder tore through the sky, and the rain poured into the world.

Sun Wenxuan had no remorse in his eyes, only the shame of being sorry for Wuyang.

The heavy rain washed mercilessly, and both of them were wet by the rain, and their eyes were watery.

I don't know if it's rain or tears.

The rain curtain seemed to cover the entire ancient city, and a young man walked to Wuyang and sat down.

He took out his cigarette and lit it several times.

It's a pity that in the heavy rain, the lighter couldn't hit at all.

Frowning, the young man held up a protective shield for Wu Yang and himself, and this time he finally hit it.

Take a deep breath, spit out heavily, and hand one to Wu Yang.

Wu Yang didn't answer, silent.

"Yoko? Smoke, I won't hurt you, accompany my brother to smoke the last cigarette. ”

Fuleshan's eyes were clear and firm, just as he said at the beginning.

"Yoko, let go of the fight, my brother is behind you."

Wei Wei took the cigarette, Wu Yang didn't light it after several hits, the young man shook his head and helped him light it.

Looking at Wuyang seriously, Fule Mountain nodded, and said with relief: "Now I believe my brother, is the man who smokes very handsome?" ”

"Don't hate my brother."

Wu Yang didn't answer, smoking a cigarette silently, and outside the light curtain, it was pouring rain.

A cigarette was almost finished, and Furakuyama pleaded, "Yoko, forgive me." ”

The light curtain shattered, and Fule Mountain died from the sea of exhaust gas.

Wu Yan silently snuffed out the cigarette butt, his surface was calm, and his heart was like a knife.

How could he not know that with Wu Yang's understanding of them, if he hadn't waited for him to come to them, he would have killed countless first- and second-year students.

But why? Are they going to be spies?

Wu Yang silently picked up the two corpses and disappeared into the rain.