In the summer of the ninth year, the two myths of defending the gate city fought to the death and sacrificed magnificently.
In the winter of the tenth year, the Great King of The Hunger came to Dongning Port, and dozens of heroes and two mythical sacrifices were made.
Eleventh year
The 21st year
The 111th year
One hundred and sixty-seven years
Dressed in a gray robe with long hair and slender figure, she looked up at the face in front of the black monument and stared at the names one by one.
"Old friends have gone two more times."
Frontal sigh
He is about thirty years old with a handful of gray stubble on his face. The age method has left too many marks on his face, which is still enough to fascinate thousands of young women, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.
"You have to remember that this monument is the history of the Burning College."
"Don’t forget the history, don’t forget the concept of …"
"Pay the fire for human beings forever!"
He turned to look at the front with a little green, two teenagers and a girl.
They are the youngest and most promising brothers of his brother.
He has high hopes for his three younger brothers, but times are running out now.
"Seeing your teacher reminds me that the teacher was like you at that time, immature, energetic and timid, trying to be the strongest all day."
He laughed at himself.
But in the eyes of my brothers, teacher Liu Feng is the strongest.
In just over 100 years, the Institute of Firefighting will be built into the leading institution of higher learning in the Candeira Empire.
"No, your teacher, I have never been the strongest."
"Your master" has a fighting talent that makes people dust off, and the teacher has always lamented that even your third uncle is actually a little better than the teacher. "
"The teacher is too ordinary to take the post of dean."
Speaking of the most familiar partner, Dean Liu Feng, there is a smile, nostalgia and … sadness in his eyes.
"It’s normal that you are not familiar with it."
"Your master Bo went to the northern part of the empire thirty years ago to participate in a top secret project, and I haven’t seen her for thirty years, and your third uncle …"
"He is a fool! Idiot! "
"The teacher was how to teach? Ann must first know how to save her life to have a future! But he’s a fool who is still fighting to the death in the face of a high position! How could I have such a stupid younger brother! Stupid! "
Scold, scold, and his eyes are shining with crystal.
The young man, still imposing, looked up at the blue sky.
"When people get old, they prefer to nag, and the wind is a little noisy."
The noisy wind blows over the cheek, and a myth falls from the wind.