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Chapter 421 Hero?

Chapter 225 Reunion

At the same time, at the entrance of the Martyrs' Cemetery, with autumn rain drizzling, Wu Yao held an umbrella, embracing Song Chunxi, who was drenched.

From a distance, Wu Yao saw a person holding a black umbrella at the entrance. With her excellent eyesight, she recognized him as none other than the vice president of the student union - Dai Lun.

The other students had already left, but Dai Lun seemed to have been waiting there all along, without any companions, all alone.

Wu Yao had finally persuaded Song Chunxi to come back, and dragged He Xu along with her to return to school. She had no reason to stop, not to mention that taking a detour was not her style.

But she didn't expect that what was coming, would still come.

"Feeling very guilty and remorseful, aren't you?" A male voice came from beside the cemetery gate.

Wu Yao warned, "We're not in the mood to talk to you right now. Watch your tongue."

However, Dai Lun completely ignored Wu Yao and looked at Song Chunxi, who was hanging her head, her eyes red and swollen, and continued, "You brought first-year students into the team, and even took her, and even his younger brother, into the Yan Pan Institute, making them face crises beyond their capabilities.

The Yan Pan Institute crisis is like the World Cup, it's a responsibility that third and fourth-year students should bear. Your stupidity and stubbornness caused all of this to happen."

Killing the person, then attacking their heart?

Dai Lun didn't kill anyone, but Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue died unexpectedly.

And attacking the heart, that seemed to be what Dai Lun was doing.

The team that Song Chunxi had painstakingly built was shattered again due to an accident. Coupled with the fact that the siblings entered the Yan Pan Institute because of Song Chunxi's decision, Song Chunxi's mental state was very poor at this time.

Dai Lun didn't hide in the shadows and reap the benefits, but instead came to her door, adding frost to snow and kicking her when she was down.

Why?

Because Song Chunxi's World Cup trio was still closely united.

Dai Lun knew that Song Chunxi was a strong person, with a resilient quality. He had been competing with her for many years, and he knew his opponent inside and out.

So Dai Lun knew that he couldn't leave Song Chunxi with even the slightest bit of hope.

Without Han Jiangxue, there was still Ying Xi, who was also at the Star River stage, and even other passable magic-type cultivators who could fill the vacancy, whose strength was above the average line.

So at this time, Dai Lun wanted to completely tear apart Song Chunxi's scarred heart.

Wu Yao was furious when she heard this and said, "Is guarding the gate of the Yan Pan Institute something that third and fourth-year students do? Where were you at that time?"

Dai Lun had a solemn expression and said seriously, "I was training outside of school, sparring with others. I also wish I had been there at the time. If I had been there, those two freshmen wouldn't have died so young."

Dai Lun paused for a moment and said, word by word, "They were champion students, and even more so, they had the extraordinary talent of a thirty-star slot. They also had the finals MVP. They were all pillars of the country's future, but they died at the hands of an unqualified leader, under wrong command orders."

Unexpectedly, He Xu, who was usually gentle, stepped forward and pushed Dai Lun in the chest, pushing him back several steps: "That's enough! Everyone knows if you're really sorry. Get lost!"

Dai Lun steadied himself. Because He Xu hadn't been holding an umbrella, he was drenched. Dai Lun patted his wet chest and said, "I understand your feelings. I'll let it go this time, but don't be so impulsive next time. I won't tolerate it a second time."

Wu Yao said angrily, "He Xu is right, everyone knows your little schemes! Are you sure you want to keep arguing in this place!?"

Dai Lun raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm stating the facts, advising you not to be so reckless, and not to sacrifice other people's lives in vain. And you're making a mountain out of a molehill?"

Wu Yao gritted her silver teeth and squeezed out a sentence from between her teeth, "This isn't making a mountain out of a molehill, I'm threatening you! Try saying one more word!? Only one of us will be able to leave this place alive today."

"Don't, don't say anymore." Song Chunxi, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. She lowered her head, her eyes were unfocused, her face was黯然, and she grasped Wu Yao's arm, gently tugging it.

At some point, each of Wu Yao's eyes had turned into double pupils, a sign of the Platinum Star Technique.

With Song Chunxi's gentle tugging, the trio strode away.

Dai Lun didn't say anything more. He knew that he had done enough. He straightened his clothes, watched the backs of the three gradually moving away, snorted, and turned to walk towards his car.

The drive back to the Imperial Capital Star Warrior University was a long one.

Dai Lun was listening to music and seemed to be in a good mood.

But half an hour later, a message almost made Dai Lun crash.

Hearing the sound of his phone, Dai Lun casually opened it and looked at the text at the top, his expression suddenly changing.

He hurriedly dialed a phone number, and the other party immediately picked up.

Dai Lun: "What's going on?!"

On the other end of the phone, Mi Yan's voice came: "Just now, Teacher Fang Xingyun's car drove into the Imperial Capital Star Warrior University and stopped directly in front of the administrative building. Some students saw her taking Han Jiangxue and Jiang Xiaopi upstairs."

Dai Lun's palm was tightly gripping the phone, as if he was about to crush it, and he said, word by word, "This! Is! Not! Possible!"

Mi Yan's faint voice came: "The security personnel in the administrative building also confirmed this news."

Dai Lun, who was driving alone, had a ferocious expression. After a dozen seconds, the hand gripping the phone relaxed, obviously with a good ability to self-regulate. He gently took a breath and said, "Well, it's good that they're back. They're two good seedlings. The heroes are back. We should send our blessings."

On the other end of the phone, Mi Yan responded, "It's okay, I'm hanging up."

Dai Lun: "Okay."

Beep beep beep...

Dai Lun casually threw his phone on the passenger seat, reopened the music, his eyes slightly gloomy, and slowly drove back to school.

Meanwhile, in the administrative building of the school, Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue were currently in Vice President Yang's office, reporting the situation in detail.

The siblings kept to the same story, not mentioning Jiang Xiao's information about the space-time rift and the Calamity Shadow Ruins. They only said that after Jiang Xiao ran in, he used Silence to smash the troll couple, extinguishing the whips in their hands, allowing Han Jiangxue to escape. After that, the two of them narrowly escaped the attack range of the Fallen Meteor Fire.

The subsequent battle was not something the two could control. The troll fire mage did not chase after the two of them, because new troll couples had entered the field, attempting to hunt down the attacking troll fire mage.

Prey and hunter, the identities of the creatures in the Yan Pan Institute were constantly changing. The two hid under the hill for a while, seized the opportunity, Han Jiangxue opened the Flame Shield, and with the support of her own Shattered Space and Jiang Xiao's Silence, the two of them ran into the teleportation gate with a narrow escape from death.

But they discovered that they weren't on Earth. When they wanted to go out, the door to this strange space had closed, and the two of them had been living inside ever since.

Half of what they said was true, and the process was terrifying to listen to.

But when Vice President Yang asked if they had seen the human legions, the siblings both shook their heads, their faces confused.

This wasn't something the two had colluded on; they really hadn't seen any humans. But since the Yan Pan Institute was closed, it also meant that a legion had destroyed the Holy Ruins.

The two said a lot of things before and after. Finally, under Vice President Yang's soothing words, they were specially granted a three-day vacation, indicating that they should go back and rest.

Vice President Yang also stated that people from the military might be visiting in the next few days, so the two should keep their communications open and try to avoid leaving the campus. Of course, there was no need to be nervous. As long as they answered truthfully about what they had seen and heard, the other party wouldn't make things difficult for them.

However, before leaving, Vice President Yang specifically emphasized that they should try to avoid accepting interviews with social media.

It wasn't a mandatory prohibition, it was just a suggestion from Vice President Yang.

The siblings nodded in agreement as a matter of course.

Meanwhile, Fang Xingyun, who was on the side, made a request to Principal Yang. Her voice was gentle and slow: "They were mistakenly trapped by me for three days. Since Principal, you're giving them a three-day vacation, then let me take care of the siblings for these three days. It's a way to make up for my mistake.

Moreover, the news of their return will definitely attract a lot of attention. In this school, it'll probably be difficult for them to have a peaceful rest. Let me take them to my place; it's not far from the school, but it's very quiet. If the military has any news, they can contact me directly."

Vice President Yang thought about it again and again, and under Teacher Fang Xingyun's pleading gaze, he agreed to Teacher Fang's request.

Fang Xingyun's face should be given, and those who have a space star technique are the ones everyone wants to befriend at all costs.

The siblings had no objections. From the conversation between the two teachers, they could tell that this incident had had a particularly huge impact and was very different from the past 17 dimensional openings.

The fact was indeed so, the news spread especially quickly in Imperial Capital Star Warrior University. When Fang Xingyun led the siblings out of the administrative building, what she saw was a group of dark, dense student figures.

Even though it was raining heavily and the janitor downstairs in the administrative building wouldn't let them into the building, there was still a group of people squeezed in front of the administrative building.

When they saw Fang Xingyun bring Han Jiangxue and Jiang Xiaopi out with their own eyes, the cheers almost lifted the building.

"Han Jiangxue!"

"Jiang Xiaopi!"

"Alive! Still alive! This is the student of the Great Imperial Capital Star Warrior! That's how tenacious!"

"Alive, you really are still alive..."

"Heroes! Heroes!"

"Heroes! Heroes!"

"Heroes! Heroes!"

Jiang Xiao was a little surprised. Was this deafening cheering and applause for them?

Heroes?

Was this title a bit too heavy?

Am I worthy?

Jiang Xiao, who didn't know the cause and effect, obviously didn't know the tortuous and legendary story behind it.

But he vaguely understood that these people might be paying their respects for their desperate efforts to protect the south gate of the campus.

Jiang Xiao really didn't know how highly he was regarded by the people for his foolish behavior of killing his way out of the Yan Pan Institute, discovering that Han Jiangxue was trapped inside, and then turning around and killing his way back into the Yan Pan Institute without hesitation.

In addition, he and Han Jiangxue didn't retreat in the face of the suddenly opened alien dimension gate. They regarded death as home and ultimately "lost their lives."

The combination of these two things made the two champion students receive great respect from the entire society.

People are really very tolerant of the dead.

Before long, when Jiang Xiao really went online to understand the specific situation, he would know the specific situation.

At this time, Jiang Xiao was looking blankly at a group of dark students, listening to their loud cheers.

Jiang Xiao subconsciously lowered his head, wrapped himself in the beige women's trench coat, and stepped barefoot on the wet concrete floor. With Teacher Fang Xingyun's domineering lead, he quickly ran into her car.

Before long, photos of Han Jiangxue and Jiang Xiaopi, dressed strangely, leaving in a crowd of students were uploaded online and then widely reprinted.

People had just mourned the victims of the 923 incident this morning, and could barely be said to have attended the funerals of Jiang Xiao and his sister.

And at noon, these two were alive again?