"Sit!"

Listening to these words, which were as cold as the steel exterior walls of the Tianjing City of the Federation, Shen Feng slowly bent his stiff legs and sat on the luxurious wooden chair, looking at the middle-aged man opposite with an equally cold face.

"She's—she's told you everything!"

The man's mouth moved, but the expression on his face was like a rock, and there was no change.

"She!"

Shen Feng took a deep breath, a cramp in his heart, and tears in his eyes involuntarily turned.

The "she" in his mouth is Shen Feng's mother, the only relative who just died of illness last night. Mother Shen Ruolan told Shen Feng on her deathbed that he was not an orphan, he had a father.

Moreover, his father is still a big man in the glorious Federation, known as General He Huhe, one of the four pillars of the federal government.

But before Shen Feng could digest this shocking news, he was taken to Tianjing, the capital of the federal government, by the old man who claimed to be General He's personal bodyguard.

At this moment, he seemed to hear what his mother had said to him at the bedside.

"Feng'er, don't blame him, don't hold a grudge against him. He was a great general, and he was forced to do so back then. ”

Thinking of this, Shen Feng's eyes couldn't help but moisten, and he looked up at the man with a cold face again.

"Mother asked me to listen to your father, General He, and everything is arranged by you!" Shen Feng suppressed the sadness in his heart and said it almost word by word.

"It's good that you know. The man paused slightly, and said, "You prepare, and you will report to the Valley of Flames with the large army tomorrow." ”

Shen Feng, who originally had tears in his eyes, suddenly froze when he heard the name "Flame Valley", and a look of disbelief appeared in his eyes. His eyes fiercely looked at the burly man in front of him, his real father.

"Why?"

Shen Feng's lips were a little white, his body slowly stood up, and his eyes widened and asked.

When General He heard this, his sharp eyes suddenly flashed, as if a sharp blade stabbed at Xu Nan fiercely, his face was serious, and he snorted coldly: "There is no reason, this is a military order!"

"Military order!"

Shen Feng didn't expect that the first request his father gave him turned out to be a military order, and it was a military order that almost sent him to hell.

Valley of Flames, the front line of the Federation's battle against the beasts. It is also the most tragic and cruel battlefield for the entire Federation Celestial Army.

In this hellish battlefield where the casualty rate of martial apprentice-level soldiers is as high as seventy percent, Shen Feng, a rookie who can practice physical arts, is simply looking for death.

"No, I'm not going, I don't want to die!" Shen Feng turned pale, stood up stubbornly, and said angrily to the man in front of him.

"What did you say?" the man turned, his tone as cold as steel.

Looking at the man's indifferent eyes, a nameless anger suddenly welled up in Shen Feng's heart, and regardless of the identity of the other party, he roared sharply: "Why did you order me! You abandoned my mother back then, didn't fulfill your responsibility, and now you want to send me to hell." What kind of man are you, you-"

The corner of the man's eyes moved, and then he snorted coldly: "Take it down for me, and I'll be out on time tomorrow!"

Soon, two guards came over, picked up the roaring Shen Feng, and dragged him out of the house.

Shen Feng struggled desperately, but the strength of the second layer of physical skills was useless in front of these two guards who were at least at the level of martial apprentices.

The two dragged Shen Feng out of the hall and came to a courtyard at the back.

At this moment, a richly dressed young man walked out of the side corridor.

When the two guards saw the young man, they bent down and said hello, "Hello young master!"

The man nodded slightly, revealing an arrogant smile, and then his eyes fell on Shen Feng, and he said arrogantly: "This guy is the younger brother that my father found to go on the expedition instead of me?"

"Yes, young master. His name is Shen Feng, and the general asked him to bring him over overnight last night. ”

"Shen Feng!" The young man leaned over slightly, leaned over to Shen Feng's side, and said with an evil smile, "It's your honor to be able to go to the Flame Valley in the name of the He family instead of me He Xu." You have to feel glorified, despicable little bastard. ”

"You!" Shen Feng was suddenly furious, but before his body moved, he was firmly held down by the two guards beside him.

This Young Master He Xu even smashed his fist directly on Shen Feng's lower abdomen, and whispered into his ear: "Little bastard, if you go to the Valley of Flames, you don't want to come back." You can't come back, my dear brother, though you can't come back!"

Young Master He laughed and turned away.

The huge force shook Shen Feng's internal organs as if they were churning, and he felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. But the two guards showed no pity and directly dragged Shen Feng forward.

"Tsk, Flame Valley, that place is hell. One of the guards sighed.

"That's it, this guy is so weak, he used to be sent to death. The other glanced at Shen Feng and said loudly.

"Who made this kid a bullshit bastard with no status. Young Master Xu is extremely talented, and he has already reached the level of a mid-level martial artist when he is only eighteen years old. With such a genius, how could the general take the risk of Young Master Xu?"

"It's not like this is under pressure! The Flame Valley has been in a tight situation lately, and there is a serious shortage of personnel. The federal compulsory conscription campaign has caused a lot of dissent, and in order to quell it. The Speaker of the Federal Assembly has sent his own son to the Valley of Flames, and a big man like General He naturally has to set an example!"

is worthy of being the Tiger God of War, and even the two little soldiers in the family know a lot of things that are difficult for the outside world to understand.

But when such words reached Shen Feng's ears, he immediately felt his blood congealed. The anger in my heart was like a churning volcano, gushing out in an instant.

"Let go of me, you let go of me! I, Shen Feng, am not the son of He Hu, I don't have such a father. Shen Feng's eyes were scarlet, and he roared hoarsely.

But the two punches that followed made him feel a sharp cramping pain in his abdomen, and the sound in his throat was also suffocated back into his stomach, and then the whole person was dragged away weakly.

Lying on the ground unconscious, Shen Feng never thought that his first meeting with his biological father would be such a scene.

Without the slightest warmth and touch, everything is cold and cruel, just like the cold stones under me now.

How ironic and cold it is that he met him only to die in place of his gifted son!

The next morning, when the dying Shen Feng was dragged out of the general's mansion and thrown into a military vehicle.

In the bedroom of the tall General's Mansion, He Hu stood quietly in front of the window. Looking at the child's cold eyes from a distance, he actually felt a slight coldness.

It was a hatred that went deep into the bone marrow, a cold that penetrated the heart. The immature eyes are like a deep cold pool at the moment, silent, but breathtaking.

"It's just a poor boy in the countryside, and it's already his luck to appear as my He family. ”

General He shook his head, shook off the slight coolness just now, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned to walk away.

The sun and the moon turned, and a day passed, but the prosperity of Tianjing City was still the same. The arrival and departure of Shen Feng, a small person, did not make even a little wave in this metropolis.

Shen Feng didn't know how many times he had transferred, and he didn't care how many batches of people around him had changed. It was only when he finally stood in front of the huge bright red mountain peak that he felt a heart-deep slaughter and cruelty rushing towards him.

Before they could express the shock in their hearts, Shen Feng and the richly dressed young disciples beside him were interrupted by an angry shout.

"Rookies, do you want to die? What are you doing in a daze, give me the nameplate and hurry up to the barracks. ”

The five big and three thick veterans did not pay attention to the group of noble children from the capital in front of them, and waved the leather whip in their hands, and their voices were as rough as the red stones in the Valley of Flames.

"He-Feng!"

When Shen Feng saw the two words on his nameplate, his eyes couldn't help but suffocate, and he clenched his fists fiercely. But the pace under his feet did not slow down in the slightest, and he rushed into the barracks quickly.

............

Four years later, in the lobby of the mansion of the Tiger God of War in Dutian Capital, General He Hu sat down, put down the light brain screen in his hand, looked at his son He Xu standing in front of him, and said lightly: "How is the situation?"

He Xu said repeatedly: "Brother Feng's relics have been sent back, and the bones have not yet appeared." Father-"

"According to the rules of my He family, let's bury the scenery. He Hu waved his hand lightly and got up to leave.

After seeing his father walk away, a sneer appeared on the corner of He Xu's mouth, his eyes fell on the light screen, and he whispered to himself: "What about geniuses, it's not a meal on the plate of a fierce beast now." ”

He sneered and left, and a piece of news was displayed on the light brain screen.

"On the way back to Tianjing City, the 'Fierce Blade' team of the Flame Valley Sharp Knife Force mistakenly broke into the territory of the seventh-level fierce beast Golden Eye Lei Peng, and all twelve team members, including the captain He Feng, unfortunately died. The President of the Federal Assembly, Lee Hsien, expressed his deep condolences for this, and awarded the title of 'Flame Heroes' to the twelve Federation soldiers who died, and ...... to the families of the twelve heroes."

Two days later, the federal government livestreamed the funerals of the 12 "Flame Heroes" across the country. At this moment, almost all the people of the country are in a state of grief and loss.

However, in the Falling Wind City of the Twelfth District of the Federation, the sad atmosphere at this time is even deeper. Because one of the twelve Flame Heroes who died was from Falling Wind City.

In the midst of this sad atmosphere, a young man with a short flat head, an ordinary face, and shabby clothes, holding a crumpled piece of paper in his hand, stood at the gate of Gale Academy.

The man looked up at the four big golden characters of "Gale Wind Academy" shining in the sun, and then looked down at the paper in his hand, a helpless wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, raised his right leg, and walked into the academy.