Paradise of Demonic Gods

Outside the ward, Huang Lin sat on his seat with a sullen face, and Dean Jackson was watching him at the side, as if to prevent him from smashing the sword at any time.

Devette, the master of education, has already left. After all, it is impossible to wait here in his identity, even if the genius of the student is not good.

Charlie's face was stunned and he stood in the middle of the wall, and his mind constantly remembered one detail after another.

"Nothing, no reason, I really didn't do it."

“Is it food? No, I have checked all the food I have eaten...”

Just then, the door to the ward was opened and a doctor came out.

Huang Lin and others went up and asked: "How is the situation?"

"Not too optimistic." The doctor shook his head: "The muscles and soft tissues of his body are extensively contused, and there is a slight fracture of the clavicle. It seems that they should all be squeezed by the force field.

There is also the problem of internal organs. He seems to be malnourished for a long time, and he is still performing high-intensity exercise, which causes the organs to fail. Having said that, he subconsciously looked like Charlie, whose face was a bit ugly.

Huang Lin and others heard it, did not speak, just looked at Charlie sneer.

The doctor went on to say: "But we have all prescribed medicines. With his physique, it should be restored in a week or two."

"And his blood, breathing, and heartbeat are normal, but people are not awake, just like a coma.

To be honest, I have heard of such strange diseases. ”

Huang Lin frowned and asked: "What do you mean?"

"It is said that some people have used this kind of thing before. After the physical or mental trauma, the brain can't work normally. The whole person has been sleeping until the end of life." The doctor saw Huang Lin excited. Double eyes, quickly added: "I am only guessing, in short, the normal treatment is useless, I think to find some knights with healing power, some may be able to save.

Or think about other ways, the patient is likely to be greatly stimulated by the spirit. ”

Jackson sent the doctor to leave: "I know, thank you."

Huang Lin has already turned his head, staring at Charlie with his eyes, cold and cold: "Three months of inauguration of the storm swordsman, a genius that surpassed the voice in a month, it is here." What are you doing?"

"I..." Charlie had a hard time and wanted to say something, but could not say anything.

Seeing that Huang Lin was about to murder, the dean patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't be impulsive."

Just then, another knight in black and black robes came in, also from the staff of the Royal Knights Association. At this moment, Charlie’s eyes were full of pity.

Apparently he was just outside and had already asked the doctor's diagnosis.

He looked at Charlie and said, "Let's go, Charlie, adults want to see you."

If it is a normal time, as a knight, he is absolutely afraid to talk to Charlie, the title knight, but now there is still Kung Fu to manage these things.

He yelled at Huang Lin and said: "This thing really has nothing to do with me, but I will definitely find out who did it."

When he finished, he left with his colleagues.

Regardless of how embarrassing and uneasy he was, Charlie followed his colleagues step by step into the temporary office of the association.

I didn’t know when I had gathered dozens of staff members from the association. These leaders were led by the association. At this moment, they looked at Charlie’s eyes full of pity, and some people looked at him like an idiot.

As for the people brought by Charlie, they were taken to different rooms for trial.

A 16-year-old storm sword tycoon, the genius that transcends the speed of sound is so smothered, the president of the Royal Knights Association, even if he is far away from the emperor, but his thunder anger is already imaginable.

What's more, Fang Xingjian is now involved in more than one or two big figures. Just before the master of the school, you can see how much he has received attention.

When he walked to the front door of the office, Charlie’s legs couldn’t help but shake up. The colleague on the side smiled and said, “Don’t be nervous, go in.”

Charlie took a deep breath and kept running the mind-centered method, forcing the tension in his heart.

He pushed the door open and walked in, and he could see the sunlight shining through the window. The old man in gold-plated black robe stood proudly and looked up at the direction outside the window.

Charlie didn't dare to speak after coming in. He just stood there and looked down at the ground, just like there was a flower on the ground.

As time went by, the old man had been looking at the scenery outside the window. It seemed that there was something good looking out of the window. The room was silent, and Charlie could only hear his breathing.

His forehead began to sweat and he felt the pressure in the room getting bigger and bigger. He knew that the other party was deliberately drying him, but he didn't dare to have any thoughts at the moment.

Finally, almost 20 minutes passed, and after Charlie felt that the air seemed to become sticky, the old man spoke.

"Charlie, do you remember the principles of the association?"

Charlie swallowed his throat and bitterly said: "Absolutely neutral."

"Yes, absolutely neutral. The Knights Association manages all the knights in the whole country. He represents countless forces that can rush to destroy the country and destroy the country.

Can you imagine what happens if such forces begin to fight each other? ”

Charlie didn't speak, but his head was much lower.

The old man went on to say: "What did you do with the other star sword?"

Charlie said with a bitter face: "I... I really didn't do anything."

The old man shook his head: "The work of the association is not for you, you should not do it. But a knight can not do anything, prepare, go to the Southern Crusaders."

The Southern Crusaders of the Empire were responsible for suppressing the Knights of the Empire.

Southern Xinjiang is full of various snake worms, various ethnic minorities, and various dangerous beasts. It can be said to be the most chaotic, dangerous and poorest area of ​​the entire empire.

In the Southern Xinjiang Southern Crusades, it is the most hard-fought army of the entire empire. When it comes to southern Xinjiang, it is basically a match, and it is predictable that you will die and go back to other things.

What's more, even with the physique of his title knight, his wife, his son, his parents, what to do.

Charlie’s face suddenly became extremely white, just like a ghost watching the old man.

He opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice that even he felt outside: "Adult, beg you to give me a chance."

"If you want an opportunity, you should explain it to you." The old man ignored him: "I will give you a month. The association will review your break in the college, but you have a good mouth, don't What happened to the decapitation."

Charlie's face was like a ten-year-old, and his spine bent down, as if he had been pumped away.

Going to southern Xinjiang, regardless of land, resources, or population, is extremely scarce, and away from the emperor, I am afraid that it will be forgotten after a few years.

There is not even a qualified State Royal Knights College.

This not only broke his path of advancement, but even the breakthrough of his personal force was cut off.

There is no college, no resources, no communication, and there are so few people who want to make breakthroughs on their own talents. How hard it is.

It seems that Charlie’s appearance was expected. The old man shook his head and sighed and said: “The 16-year-old Stormwind, the 16-year-old sonic swordsman, is so good.

Do you know such a genius, how much can be done for the empire when he grows up. ”

The next moment, his voice turned cold: "Some people's hands are really too long."

......

"The hand of the great emperor stretched too long." Deweit, a scholar of academics, said coldly: "In recent years, he has become more and more arrogant, arbitrarily capturing and conquering geniuses. In order to practice the whole **** map, countless people have been killed. People’s resentment is boiling."

Beside Devitt, a handsome black-haired man stood there, he was the aides of Devitt, the Westerner Li Hong.

Upon hearing Devette’s complaint, Li Hong nodded and said: “There is no way. I heard that the Great Emperor had misunderstood the accident and got the hegemony. So I’ve been acting more and more directly over the years. I am dead and cannot tolerate the slightest disobedience."

"This kind of great prince, although the strength is leaps and bounds, the power is plunging into the wild, and even the promotion of the gods is expected, but I am afraid..."

Devitt sneered, if such a great prince would inherit the throne, I am afraid that a group of knights would be forced to rebel.

However, this kind of thing, even if he did not dare to mention it, just frowned and thought: "What did you think about it?" Especially in the past few years, the time of retreating and practicing in the shackles has been prolonged, and the breath after each customs clearance has become more and more unpredictable.

But the mastery of the court is getting less and less, is it...’

Suddenly, a possibility flashed into Devette's mind, and he couldn't help but shake.

He shook his head and threw this possibility out of his mind, muttering to himself: "It's a pity that Fang Xingjian is a good seed. At the age of 16, the supersonic genius, if he grows up, can help the one."