Recovery of Terror: I am the Patron Saint of China

Lin Hao also touched that one crystal, and it felt very warm, while the other was slightly bitingly cold.

"Junior Brother Lin Hao, it's a pity that these sources of life don't match your powers, otherwise they might be able to enhance your light powers."

Senior brother Zhang Guotu also had some regrets and told him.

"Isn't this one of the cold type compatible with me..." Beihan also muttered in a low voice.

"Senior Zhang, if there are enough resources like this, is it possible for a B-level talent to grow into an S?" Beihan asked curiously.

"Theoretically, it is possible, but reality does not allow it to exist. Even your own father will not be so great. Killing so many tribes will arouse their anger. One is worth a lot. If your family If you really have such great strength, then your talent will naturally not be low." Zhang Guotu also told Beihan with a friendly expression.

"Okay, Brother Lin, don't forget about me when you become prosperous..." Bei Han also looked at Lin Hao with a begging look, with a humble tone.

"I'm not your father, how can I give you the fairy tale you want? Go find your father, Principal Bei Dong Han!" Lin Hao also looked at Bei Han's humble expression, a little helpless.

"Then the tutor and the two of us will go back first." Lin Hao also felt that the time was almost up, and said.

"Okay, Guotu will send you two juniors."

Bai Jie looked at Lin Hao with a faint smile.

"it is good."

The two were also led by Zhang Guotu and sent outside the villa.

Before saying goodbye, Zhang Guotu also said something too much.

"Okay, Junior Brother Lin Hao, work hard, among the remaining students of Instructor Bai, you have the greatest hope for the future."

"Wait... Why do I feel that this sentence is not quite right... What are the remaining disciples...?" Lin Hao also felt that this sentence contained a lot of information.

"Yes, among the remaining students of Teacher Bo, you are the most hopeful."

Zhang Guotu didn't hide anything, nodded and said.

"Ah... this... means that someone died before?" Lin Hao was a little shocked.

This sentence also frightened Beihan quite a bit.

"Don't be afraid, you two. It's not that the tutor can eat people. Mr. Bai has accepted seven classes of students, but each time he only accepts ten students at most. Mr. Bai Jie has accepted more than 80 students in total. , anyway, there are only four left in our class..."

Zhang Guotu's voice was a bit heavy.

"Did he die in the crypt?"

Lin Hao could only think of this. After all, for them, who were admitted to Mowu and were selected by Bai Jie's instructor, it was only possible in extremely dangerous places like the Catacombs.

"Yes, not only the Ten Thousand Races, but also the mysterious existence in the mist! All of them died in their hands, and the methods were extremely cruel!"

As Zhang Guotu said, his fists were also clenched, and his eyes were full of hatred and anger.

Apparently, this seemingly honest and kind-hearted senior had an incomparably great hatred towards this alien race.

For senior brother Zhang Guotu, among the same group of people who died, there must be someone who was particularly important to him and had a particularly good relationship. He must have been so excited in advance.

Lin Hao's expression was also slightly touched.

After all, when I was very young, millions of people in a city died at the hands of the misty aliens, and how many relatives stayed there.

Lin Hao thought of his only remaining family members and friends.

Maybe this is the meaning of my hard work...

"Sorry, lost my temper."

Zhang Guotu wiped his tears with tears in his eyes, and looked at Lin Hao and Lin Hao with a sincere expression.

"It's okay, Brother Zhang, although I can't understand your feelings, I also hate these alien races very much. How many of our compatriots died at their hands!" Bei Han gritted his teeth when he said that.

"Brother Beihan, don't be so extreme. Most of the mysteries are indeed much worse. Among the myriad races, there are those who have helped me. They are also like us. They don't like aggression and love peace, but this war belongs to our era. , if we don’t fight, we will definitely leave it to our children or the next generation..." Zhang Guotu was a little sad when he said these words.

Lin Hao also did not expect that a sophomore like Zhang Guotu would be able to say such enlightened words.

"Brother Zhang, your awareness is too high..." Beihan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"This is not what I said, but what a God of War who died in a battle said. Although he has died, his spirit has always infected me. There are too many people like him in our Great Xia. , It is precisely because of this that my Daxia can occupy thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and stand tall in the troubled times of all races!" Zhang Guotu said these words, almost a little excited.

"Yes! I don't have a coward in Daxia! Even if I die in battle, I will never retreat!" Beihan also shouted.

Lin Hao's expression was indifferent, and it seemed to be a little sad.

He couldn't understand why this group of people lived in this era.

An era where even if the human race is very strong, there is still no hope...

"Maybe this is youth, but why, I feel that I can't get excited at all..." Lin Hao looked at Beihan who was shouting from the side.

But he didn't have much emotional fluctuations in his heart.