Wu Changkong disappeared. The wind blew through the leaves, carrying a hint of autumnal melancholy. "Master Wu, where are you Where's our trust in each other"The soul guiding amplifier in Xie Xie's h...Slake Academy was renowned for producing many influential figures. Its reconstruction caused significant changes within the ranks of Hawks, with many officials shifting their allegiances. 。Many who originally supported the war, because of the rebuilding of academies, would naturally moderate their stance. 。Either a change of attitude 。This is why Qian Gu Dong Feng was so afraid of the rebuilding of the Slytherin Academy. 。Graduates of Slytherin Academy are elites, and it can be said that these elites support a large part of the skeleton of the Federation. 。The Transmission Tower can't possibly deal with all these people. 。That's not realistic at all. 。The Soul Train pulled into the station slowly. Inside the ordinary carriage, it was packed to the brim. Standing tickets, which usually nobody bought, were sold out completely. 。From the higher class carriage, a group of people slowly emerged. 。Leading the way was a tall young man, about twenty-seven or eight years old. 。His eyes sparkled with energy, and his whole body seemed to thrum with inexhaustible power. 。His eyes still flickered with electricity. 。Behind him, followed by seven or eight attendants, each of whom was tall and burly 。 “Young Master 。Our car has arrived armor, making it look heavier and more ornate than a single-word battle armor. 。A pair of wings were completely covered in armor, a crown atop its head. Its whole body was filled with a holy aura. 。...