Chapter 130

In the early hours of the morning, in the South Asia archipelago, on a very hidden island. [full text reading]

the whole island is covered with rich vegetation, and there is a heavy gray fog over the island, just like a natural cover covering the whole island, even the satellites in the sky can not detect the virtual reality of the island.

All of a sudden, a very common wooden boat came from the sea like an arrow flying from the bow to the island. There was only one person on the boat, covered in a black robe, who could not see whether he was a man or a woman.

When the wooden boat came to the shore, the man in black robe jumped out of the bow of the boat, and a few flashes rushed into the dense forest.

Half an hour later, he came to the center of the island. Different from other parts of the island, there was a dark palace. Two unknown statues of monsters stood on both sides of the gate of the palace. The blood red eyes seemed to choose people to eat.

"My blood 13 came to see the emissary!" The man in black bowed to the gate of the palace and shouted, but his voice still couldn't tell whether he was a man or a woman.

"Boom!"

Two huge black iron doors opened.

Inside the palace, it was dark, without any light, and there was a gloomy breath, as if it connected the endless dark abyss.

The black robed man straightened up and stepped into the hall without hesitation.

"Boom!"

The two doors of the palace slammed shut.

"Shout!"

The hall suddenly lights up like a ghost fire, and the light comes from the fire basin on the shelves on both sides of the hall, which burns not firewood, but a pale yellow corpse oil.

With the burning, the air in the whole hall was filled with the smell of an unpleasant corpse.

The black robed man came to the center of the hall, and sat at the top of the hall. A man with a mask of evil spirits and disorderly hair kowtowed, "I have seen the emissary!"

"Task failed?" The emissary asked, his voice was like thunder. When he opened his mouth, his voice echoed in the whole hall, as if dozens of people said the same words in the same tone.

"Yes." The man in the black robe bowed his head, and if he looked carefully, he could see that his body was shaking slightly under the black robe.

"Waste!"

The emissary gave a cold drink and brushed with his hand. Even though it was more than ten meters away, the body of the man in black robe flew out like a broken kite and fell on the cold ground.

"Lord, spare your life!" The black robed man quickly got up and knelt down on the ground and begged, "the plan was perfect, and blood 14 cooperated in the dark. Unexpectedly, there was a powerful fighter on the plane. It was he who attacked blood 14. If it wasn't for him, Tang Qingning's girl would have fallen into our hands!"

"What is that warrior from?" Asked the emissary, his tone full of murders.

"His name is song Yan. He is only 17 years old. He is now a senior three student in Xiangcheng Shengye middle school. However, according to his investigation, he should be the successor of Zhao family, one of Yanhuang's top ten clans."

"Zhao family!" The tone of the emissary suddenly became strange.

The black robed man continued: "his subordinates have arranged for someone to sneak into the Yan Huang secretly and wait for the opportunity to move. Just under the command of the emissary, my people will start to assassinate the song inkstone crazily!"

"Fool!"

The emissary suddenly scolded: "our task is to find the key, not to make troubles everywhere. You really think the Zhao family is so easy to make troubles. If you kill their heirs, how can the Zhao family give up? As far as the emissary knows, Zhao Hao, the peerless genius of the Zhao family, fell down unexpectedly 20 years ago, causing no one to follow the Zhao family. Now, they are not easy to cultivate a talent, But we killed him. Do you think Zhao family will not die with our blood god cult

After listening to the analysis of the emissary, the man in black robe immediately began to sweat and said: "the emissary is wise, I will call back the staff immediately!"

The emissary waved his hand: "people don't need to call back and ask them to find the whereabouts of Tang Qingning's girl and retrieve the key. The master will be out of the customs in three months. If the key hasn't been collected by then, I won't tell you the consequences!"

"Yes, I understand!"

"Go!"

"My subordinates leave!"

The gate of the hall was closed, and the whole hall fell into darkness again. The emissary sitting on the throne sighed: "Song Yanmo, I hope you don't let Zhao family down!"

The next day, after Song Yan got up, the phone didn't ring off.

One night later, after the imperial daily broadcast, he has become a national hero.

Not only the eldest uncle's family, but also the students in the school, who are basically acquainted with him, call to ask if he is the hero who works hard to turn the tide?

"I don't know how much fame has gone up?"

After hanging up Zhang's phone, song Yan calls out the system interface and looks straight into the column of fame value.

"Not bad! Not bad! "

Last night's lottery consumed 9.98 million points of fame value, but one night later, fame value not only rose back, but also exceeded 30 million, reaching 35 million.The influence of the Empire daily was indeed not covered. In less than ten hours, it gained more than 20 million fame.

I believe it will rise a lot after today.

"By the way, what's the fame value of the next lottery?"

"38.88 million!"

For this number, song Yan can barely accept.

Moreover, he found that although more and more fame values are needed for lottery fame value, the magic power or skills drawn are also more and more advanced.

Today, I still have to go to school, and it's also the time to announce my monthly test results. So, after calling Huang Zixi, he drove to Xiangcheng.

However, it was nearly ten o'clock when he returned to school, and the second class was almost over.

"Ah, song inkstone!"

"The hero is back!"

"Hero, I want to sign!"

As soon as he showed up, even in class time, the whole classroom was boiling.

Hansha, who was in class, was not angry at this scene, but smiled: "now let's ask our hero to tell you how to turn the tide and save the lives of the whole plane passengers, OK?"

"Pa Pa Pa Pa!"

Warm applause rang, song Yan touched his nose and stepped onto the platform.

After a little meditation, I simply told the story about what happened on the plane. Of course, some of the details were hidden. Even so, the following students were still fascinated.

After class.

Hansha calls song Yan to the office.

Unexpectedly, he just appeared in the office, a group of teachers came around quickly and asked about the hijacking.

That enthusiasm, let song inkstone big feeling can't bear.

Fortunately, the rest time is only 10 minutes, the class bell rings, a group of teachers are reluctant to leave song Yan out of the office.

"Thirsty, take it!" Hansha Hands song Yan a glass of water.

"Thank you." Song Yan took over and drank up the water in the cup. He asked, "what can I do for you, miss Hansha?"

Hansha said with a sly smile: "in fact, it's not a big deal. Didn't you become a hero? It's also a fight for light for our holy night middle school. I am a teacher naturally, so I bought a lot of vegetables to celebrate for you."

"Miss Hansha, are you sure you are celebrating for me? Not your mouth? " Song Yan said with a smile.

When her mind was exposed, Hansha couldn't help getting angry: "son, we have an agreement. Don't forget, today is the third day!"

"Ha ha, how can I refuse miss Hansha's idea? Well, go to your house at noon, and I'll go back to uncle's at night! "

"That's about it."

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