MTL - Returning From Level 900-Chapter 445 did you ask me

When the priests of the Western Continent came out of the bomb shelter, the signal returned to normal, and many people's cell phones rang.

This scene made the high priest who had been immersed in the new power a little dazed.

She didn't wait until she was in a trance.

A high-level priest in black robe came close to her, holding a mobile phone in his hand and said to her inquiringly: "The group leader Mo, who talked about peaceful liberation earlier, called to ask if we had started with Wang Wen, and also asked if we were attacked. The people from the academy have some questioning in their voices, how should I reply to him?"

The high priest recovered from his trance and glanced at the mobile phone in the other's hand. The voice in his mouth seemed to come from outside the starry sky:

"Ant, don't worry."

The black-robed priest was slightly stunned.

He nodded immediately, put away the phone, and asked hesitantly, "What should we do next?"

"Next?" The high priest looked back at the group of tattered subordinates behind him.

And the same tattered robe on himself.

His lips touched and he muttered something silently, then raised his fingers and nodded.

There seemed to be something obscure and inexplicable in the air.

Everyone's mental and physical strength has returned to normal, and it can even be said to be the peak.

Together with the robe on the high priest, it also turned back to a bright red.

No more damage, back to the top.

The priests felt the energy filled in their bodies and were extremely surprised.

The previous war had completely emptied them, but at this time the lost energy had returned to the body, even more abundant and full than before the war.

This is beyond the scope of imagination!

Imagination only consumes energy, it does not generate energy in return.

This is the power of God!

The black-robed priest looked at his hands with great excitement and shouted, "Is this the new power bestowed by the Lord? It's amazing! It's too powerful!"

Looking at the morale of the crowd, the high priest said softly, "Next, it's our turn to counterattack."

Everyone's body shook.

Seeing that the red-robed high priest in front of the crowd ripped apart the space with his hands, he pulled out a radiant portal.

He heard her familiar soft voice seeming to be flat in his ears: "This time we have to complete the big plan completely, and anyone who stands in the way will be killed without mercy."

The expressions of all the priests who heard these words began to turn hideous.

Gearing up, they poured into the portal one after another.

I don't know who took the lead in shouting.

The people behind shouted excitedly.

"Squeeze the Eastern Continent!"

. . .

Eastern Continent.

Five regional colleges.

Li He and Gu Jianbing helplessly watched Mi Lai Lai rummaging through boxes and cabinets, throwing paper documents all over the floor.

"Senior, Grandpa Gu, I'm really sorry! We're in a hurry." Cheng Queyi nodded to the two of them and bowed in apology beside the door.

The old man didn't say anything, he smiled and took a sip of water while holding the teacup.

There was some dark stuff in the cup, but he drank it deliciously.

The old man's heart is bright.

Ever since he came to the academy to work for that boy Wang Wen, his body and bones have become stronger day by day.

The spirit and energy that had been consumed in the first consortium in those years was being recovered little by little.

He knew that this was all due to Wang Wen, and it was due to the things that Wang Wen brought back from time to time and threw them into his teacup without washing them.

At first he was still angry, thinking it was a boring prank by Wang Wen.

Until one time, the water "contaminated by mischief" in the teacup was poured into the small pond of the college, and within a few days, I found that the fish in the pond were alive with dragons and tigers, and the scales were bright and colorful, as if they were about to become enlightened.

Only then did the old man know that what Wang Wen put into the teacup was a very good thing!

From that day on, he no longer dared to pour the unknown substance in the teacup, even if it was a fly, he had to pull the aircraft to scan it back and forth several times before he was willing to give up.

At this moment it was obvious that the old man was drinking something good again.

No one will give it.

Even Li He swallowed his saliva greedily, then turned his head to Cheng Queyi helplessly and said: "As I said, those students' data have been destroyed by the destroyed Dean's Office, and now everything in the academy is new. , how can there be records of the old batch?"

Mi Lai Lai, who had found nothing in the room for a long time, got up and came to the door, shouting angrily, "Does your college have no electronic records? What age do you still use a pile of paper to record things?"

Li He was helpless: "You have to ask the old dean."

"Old..." Mi Lailai choked and became even more angry.

The old man smiled cheerfully: "What's wrong with the paper? I think the paper is pretty good."

Mi Lailai, who dared to be fierce to Li He, couldn't get angry at Gu Jianbing. She knew very well how much this old man had in Wang Wen's heart, and no one could offend him.

She spoke with a flat mouth in discouragement: "Then what should we do? Can't we help Wang Wen at all?"

Hear this.

Gu Jianbing's expression became serious, he covered the teacup and walked in front of the thin boy, and asked solemnly, "You... don't remember who you are at all?"

The skinny boy nodded speechlessly: "This is the 327th time you've asked me this question."

The old man was stunned and changed the question: "What about your family? Don't your parents remember you?"

"This question has been asked almost a hundred times." The skinny boy's expression seemed to be about to burst into tears: "I have been living on campus, and I called and asked them after these incidents. They only knew how to call my son, but they couldn't remember my name. My dad has already made plans to rename me for this!"

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense." The old man lost his skills and walked away with a teacup and shaking his head.

The skinny boy followed out of the dean's room, looking up at the sky with tears in his eyes.

His voice was full of endless emotion.

Word by word: "Which year, which month, which day, I found that I forgot who I am. In this strange and confused world, I can't find a half foothold."

Mi Lailai who was behind waited for someone to look at the boy's back and nodded silently.

Mi Lailai made a philosophical analysis: "Being able to read bad poems proves that the spirit is still strong, and there is no need to worry about him breaking down first."

A group of people laughed and laughed.

Gu Jianbing, who was walking in front, was blocked by a cracked light.

The dazzling light opened like a huge mouth, and people in robes filed out from the inside.

I saw the old man standing in front of the light.

The first black-robed man reached out and grabbed the old man's arm, looked around and said, "This is the famous Eastern Continent Five Regional Academy!"

After sighing, he turned around and asked Gu Jianbing with a smile, "Where is Wang Wen? Ask him to come over and lead him to death."

The faces of everyone in the academy suddenly changed.

He quickly approached and planned to rescue Gu Jianbing first.

Although the old man has an invincible prestige in the academy, he has never entered the tower, which is equivalent to a civil service.

If the old man was hurt in the academy in front of everyone, let alone Wang Wen, most of the people on the scene would be crazy.

Cheng Queyi anxiously listened to the prompt tone on the phone that could not be connected.

"Don't waste electricity if he can't get through in the Western Continent." Mi Lailai was speaking, and the man had already rushed to the man in black robe who was holding Gu Jianbing.

The man in black robes saw a beautiful girl like a small white flower rushing towards him in a majestic manner, and snorted disdainfully.

The hand holding Gu Jianbing did not move.

The other hand waved casually.

A flood-like energy seemed to blast towards Mi.

Mi Lailai twisted his body to avoid this menacing and strange energy, but found that the energy was chasing after him as if it had life.

Her footsteps stopped, her toes lightly stepped on the ground, and the personal domain exclusive to the eight hundredth floor was opened in an uproar.

The realm is worthy of being a realm, and it seems that the strange energy has been greatly hindered, and the slow progress is no longer as flexible as before.

But Mi Lailai was also passively caught in a wrestling with energy because of this, and couldn't get away for a while.

Later, Fang Queyi and a few people saw that the strongest on paper Captain Bo Aimi was trapped and motionless with just one move, and they were at a loss.

The man in black robe on the opposite side is even more interesting~www.novelbuddy.com~ A mere amount of energy can make the opponent unable to move. What if there are more?

There are many brand-new powers gifted by many high priests in his body!

Thinking of this, he waved his hand again, intending to come towards Mi to release more energy to completely drown the opponent.

But suddenly I heard a voice from the side: "Zi Chou Shen You decides the seal of chaos at eight o'clock!"

A bright purple rotating halo melted into the black-robed man's body from big to small.

His body visibly stiffened.

Then all the muscles and joints were paralyzed, and the whole person couldn't even move his fingers except that his eyes were still turning in extreme shock, and his eyelids were "struggling" hard.

Li He slowly stretched out his hand from the shadow beside the man in black robe, pulled the palm of his hand that grabbed Gu Jianbing, and said indifferently, "Have you asked me about the trouble in my academy?"