mousepad-d2 Chapter 492 Who Is Your Uncle?
Chapter 492 Who Is Your Uncle?
This is the dormitory area of the Sifal Military Academy.
Apart from those who participated in the competition and those who had already been repatriated, there were only three students left——Chu Letong, Yun Jinghan, and Fei La.
In order not to worry the children, the military department intentionally or unintentionally concealed what happened in the past two days, and trapped Yun Jinghan in the room with "the competition needs to be kept secret".
The corridor was very quiet, and the orderly footsteps of the two could be clearly heard.
"Dong dong."
A door opened, and Fela stood at the door sleepily in her pajamas and yawning, rubbing her head that was arched into a chicken coop. After seeing Wenman and Xilin, she looked dazed.
"What's matter?"
Wenman and Xilin made eye contact in secret, knowing that Fela was not the person they were looking for.
Wenman smiled and said, "It's nothing, go back to sleep."
Feila's face was inexplicable, and he was woken up from his sleep in the early morning, could it be because of a whim?
"Say hello to your father and queen for me, I will invite them to my wedding."
wedding?
A pair of smiling peach blossom eyes flashed in his mind, and Feila immediately understood.
Just when he was about to leave, Xilin suddenly remembered something, stopped in his tracks, and asked, "How is Morina doing recently?"
An unnatural expression flashed across his face, Fira lowered his eyes slightly, mistook his gaze to the gap in the floor, and said haha: "I don't know him well, and I haven't been back to the deep sea for almost half a year, how would I know?" How about that young master?"
Originally, it was just a casual question, but Fela's reaction really made Xilin suspicious.
Not only Xilin, but even Wenman saw something was wrong.
"Did something happen in the deep sea?"
Wenman frowned slightly. Morena was a distinguished high priest in the Sea Clan and played an irreplaceable role in the future stability of the Galactic Empire.
They can predict natural disasters and man-made disasters and pray for the empire, and even bless the man so that the man can get the inheritance of pregnancy.
And as the Sea Clan, who are undisturbed and self-governing, but still attached to the empire, once something happens to the high priest, they are obliged to report it to the royal family as soon as possible.
Feila was a little hesitant - the whole sea tribe forbade anyone to talk about Morena, but since Wenman asked, he couldn't justify it if he kept it a secret.
Shrugging, Fira said: "To be honest, I don't quite understand what happened to Morena, but roughly, after he left the Emperor Star Palace in August last year, no one from the Sea Clan has seen him again. he."
Xilin said: "Father still sent someone to send him back to the planet Semena, why didn't he go back?"
"Probably not. Morena didn't know what he wanted to do. He sent a message to the emperor and the high priest, saying that he would go to another place to practice, and he could no longer be contacted."
Xilin frowned. He remembered the soldiers who had sent Morena away and returned to Emperor Star to reply. They clearly said that Morena had returned to the Sea Clan, but according to Feila, Morena ran away halfway.
"Although I don't think his existence is of much value, others must not think so."
It can be seen that Feila really doesn't like Morena.
"Didn't you find him?" Wenman said.
"Of course I did. You must know that Morena is the noblest, weakest and most precious quasi-priest of our mermaid tribe. He is not in good health, and it is predicted that he will not survive until March this year."
Feila's face was not very good, and said: "A few days ago, the sea people were disturbed by his willfulness. Everyone who could go out has gone to him, but there is still no clue, as if he has disappeared out of thin air. .”
This is already a big deal!
Although Xilin didn't have much affection for Morena, but the matter was important, he said decisively: "Tell your father, let him report this matter to the royal family, otherwise something really happened to Morena , the Sea Clan can’t get away with it—to be honest, I really don’t understand why you guys are hiding this matter.”
Fela nodded as a consent.
Then he explained: "I was really anxious at first, but then the high priest predicted that Morena's life was not in danger, and he gradually felt relieved. After all, Morena has a powerful source of consciousness and self-protection ability that almost no one can match. It's still very powerful... Maybe he really just wanted to relax, so he didn't make a big fuss."
Is that the case?
hope so.
Turning a corner, Xilin was just about to knock on the first door, when a door diagonally opposite opened automatically.
Wen Man turned his head and saw Chu Letong with black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and his bangs turned upside down on the top of his head.
This outfit is completely different from the obedient look before, as if he has changed himself.
Chu Letong raised his hand to say hello to the two of them, his face was pale from lack of sleep, his eyes were still pale blue under the lens, but his bloodshot eyes were full of energy, which seemed quite inconsistent.
Wenman is a high-level member of the foundation of the Imperial Orphanage, and Chu Letong is the representative of the children of the Solo Star Orphanage. The relationship between the two has been established a long time ago, and Wenman also has a lot of care for Chu Letong.
Although Xilin suspected that Chu Letong was a spy sent here, Wenman would never believe it without absolute evidence.
Looking around Chu Letong's face, Xilin narrowed his eyes, and was about to say something when he was choked back by Chu Letong's words——
"The opening system of the protective cover has been rearranged, and the bug has been fixed. The army can now enter the protective cover to find students and catch the members of the Alliance of Gods who have not left."
Shirin and Wenman: "..."
Chu Letong raised his lips slightly, as if enjoying the feeling of playing with others, crossed his hands behind his head, and said leisurely: "My uncle has already put an anti-interference intelligent monitor on his body, and now he and another person are already in the same room. I have found a main common entrance to the underground base of the Alliance of Gods in the magnetic field disorder, and I will send their route to you."
Xilin felt that he was not well, his eyes flashed, and he frowned and said: "Uncle? Who is your uncle? Who are you?"
Chu Letong shrugged, with a smile on his face, and said: "My father's surname is Chu, and my mother's surname is Feng. My uncle is naturally Feng Changmo. You don't have to doubt that I am a member of the Alliance of Gods. They have a blood feud with me. My father is died at their hands."
"You really..."
Wenman couldn't laugh or cry, but the stone in his heart was put down.
Xilin's complexion changed a few times, and then he put out the anger in his heart - damn it, he was played by Chu Letong, a little bastard!
Well, now is a special period, let this bastard go for a while, and wait until Seventeen is over... Humph!
Thinking of this, Xilin felt better.
He smiled sinisterly, walked over and hugged Chu Letong in his arms, and it seemed that the two brothers pulled him away kindly, and said softly: "That's really good, our military department needs talents like you, so the next The remote command will be handed over to you, remember to give everyone's coordinates to the general to watch carefully."
Chu Letong was taken aback for a moment, and was shocked in an instant: "Everyone's coordinates? How many people do you have?"
"There are only a hundred or so, and the large force is still behind. I don't know the details yet."
Chu Letong: "..."
He'll stare until he's blind!
Although the underground base of the Alliance of Gods has continuous lights, it is still far from the light under the sun. Apart from the initial shock, it will give people a depressing feeling after a long time.
The closer you get to the steep cliff where the castle stands, the fewer people walk on the road, and the sparser the distribution of houses.
The cold air in the ground was severe, and it didn't take long for Nan Jing's clothes to become damp, and his skin felt a little chilly.
He was still thinking about the scene he saw through the glass window before, and he felt even colder all over.
After a while, Nan Jing and Feng Qiwu came to the bottom of the cliff.
Looking up, the cliff that goes straight up and down does not have any point of support, it is as high as [-] meters, and it makes people dizzy at first glance.
Looking around, Nan Jing didn't find any vines or stairs that could be climbed.
Feng Qiwu put his finger in his mouth and blew a whistle, only to see a giant bat that was clinging to the cliff and completely integrated with the stone wall flew down from above.
The huge gray wings and the downy head really made Nan Jing's heart shudder.
Feng Qiwu was the first to jump on the bat, and then glanced at Nanjing lightly.
Nan Jing took a breath and jumped up.
Before standing still, the bat flapped its wings and flew up——damn, it still looks like a rocket with its head up and its body perpendicular to the ground!
Nan Jing almost slipped down, but luckily his eyes quickly caught the sparse long hair on his neck.
"Fuck!"
I almost slipped my hand!
On the other hand, Feng Qiwu calmly hooked the bat's neck with a long black belt. This strength was nothing to a bat whose wings were only five or six meters wide.
Fortunately, the distance along this road was short, and the wind stopped quickly.
Nan Jing spat out two mouthfuls of hair that he had accidentally bitten in his mouth, turned over and rolled off the bat's back depressedly.
The legs are weak!
Feng Qiwu gracefully jumped down, walked to the front and patted the ugly bat on the head, and the latter rubbed against his hand as if to please him, then let out a cry, got up and flew down again.