Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 399 I am a great hero

Lu Guo’s live broadcast room was already in an uproar at this time!
"Longcheng Feijiang has killed Xiandao Jingyin!" Zhou Erhe shouted, "Longcheng Feijiang has killed Xiandao Jingyin! The Four Demon Kings of Yinyang Academy can't even survive a single round against Longcheng Feijiang!"

Xu Dongming actually subconsciously felt that something was wrong, because Xiandao Jingyin had taken action before, and the strength he displayed was still very powerful.

...It must be that in the previous attempt to force his way out of the palace, he was targeted by a wave of bombardment and killing by the monks, which consumed too much energy, right?
Of course, analyzing the so-called "value of the kill" at this time is really a spoiler, so he also echoed Zhou Erhe and boasted in front of the camera:

"I've told you all a long time ago that quantity isn't important; quality is king! Someone in the audience asked me before, saying that Yin Yang Academy has four demon kings, but our Lu Kingdom doesn't have four flying generals. I said, why do we need four flying generals? This is no longer the era of 'numbers mean victory'! One flying general from Longcheng is worth thousands of troops from abroad..."

At the same time, thousands of foreign troops have been killing each other near the East China Sea.

The ship that the Onmyojis were on was fleeing eastward, and Chaoying was chasing them all the way, firing wildly in the direction of the Onmyojis.

Firing in every sense of the word.

Judging from the fierce fighting in the distance, it is estimated that both sides will not be able to stop fighting and return to the negotiation table in the short term.

That's it.

Yan Yu turned and left the deck and returned to the bridge. As soon as he turned the corner of the aisle, he saw a column of water spraying towards him from the opposite side.

He quickly dodged with two quick leaps, only to discover that the people standing opposite him were the members of the Longxiong team and the girls. Liu Longtao stood at the front of the group, holding a shaken, freshly opened bottle of champagne, as if he wanted to take advantage of Yan Yu's surprise and pour it all over his head and face.

"Oh my god! You're pretty quick on the uptake, Old Yan!" Jing Ye exclaimed in astonishment. "You've already emerged from the secret realm, yet you're still on full alert?"

"What do you mean by precaution?" Yan Yu said unhappily, stepping over a puddle of wine on the floor. "That's enough. You're already popping champagne before you even get back home?"

"Although the dust hasn't settled yet, it's basically stable," Ye Jun said with a smile. "The palace's treasures haven't been leaked, the tripartite alliance has collapsed, and there have been heavy casualties... Xiandao Jingyin has even been captured. No matter how you look at it, it's an impeccable victory, so everyone is thinking of celebrating in advance."

"That's fine." Yan Yu walked forward and patted their shoulders. "You guys drink slowly. I'm going back to sleep."

"Sleeping?" Ai Lu asked in surprise, "Didn't Yan Shen sleep for a few hours in the palace before?"

"No," Su Yunjin suddenly said, "The captain's fighting style is indeed very economical in terms of true energy, but it consumes a lot of attention."

Everyone was speechless.

After they left the secret realm, they also read the popular comments about this battle on the Internet: the magic cultivator carried the battle all the way, the sword immortal carried the battle all the way, and the flying general of Longcheng carried the battle alone all the way.

While the people of Lu gave Yan Yu unreserved praise, they also attributed Yan Yu's achievements to "because he was the Flying General of Longcheng", which is of course a typical misunderstanding unique to outsiders.

In fact, to stop all the superheroes rushing into the battle, Yan Yu's style of play seems to be understated, but it is actually very tiring.

While he is fighting with any superhero, he also needs to keep his spiritual sense running to scan the surroundings to ensure that he is not hit by long-range attacks. He also needs to confirm how many people have taken the opportunity to bypass him and rush upwards, and also judge what to do next to intercept these escaped fish - it is not an exaggeration to say that he is doing four things at once.

This state of intense concentration wouldn't be something most people could sustain for even three or four minutes, so how long had Yan Yu managed to maintain it? Not to mention, in the previous Hell of Fire, he'd held onto that white sword light for a full half hour...

Yan Yu did not answer them, but walked towards the cabin without looking back, and waved his hand.

"Anyway, let him rest for a while." Chen Lingyun said with a rare hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"After all, he is the main contributor this time."

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Compared to the nap he took in the palace, Yan Yu really slept soundly this time.

When he slowly woke up, he found himself lying in the bedroom of the villa, and he had changed into pajamas.

Su Yunjin sat on the edge of the bed, holding a fruit knife, slowly peeling an apple for him.

"Who moved me back?" Yan Yu asked.

"Sister Zhao," Su Yunjin replied, "Ningning wanted to wake you, but Lingyun said you were too tired and told you to sleep a little longer. Later, Sister Zhao flew back from the harbor on her sword."

"Oh." Yan Yu sat up from the bed and heard Su Yunjin ask casually:

"Captain, the puppet you summoned at the last moment in the secret realm... looks exactly like Sister Zhao."

"Because she made it herself." Yan Yu replied.

Su Yunjin was stunned for a moment. She thought the captain would avoid the question, but she didn't expect him to admit it so readily.

"So, it's a secret weapon?" After a moment of silence, she asked tentatively.

"That's right." Yan Yu nodded and said, "The so-called secret weapon is most powerful when no one knows about its existence."

"If Sendou Jingyin knew that I had this puppet, then even if he saw me fighting with the Phoenix, he might not dare to get so close." "Yeah." Su Yunjin nodded, and the fruit knife in his hand had just finished peeling the last bit of skin.

She threw the pile of peels into the trash can, thought for a moment, and said with a smile:
"Captain, you've worked really hard this time. Please have an apple."

"Hey, if you're taking care of a patient, you should at least cut the fruit into pieces and stick them with toothpicks," Yan Yu said casually.

"That's true." Su Yunjin stood up and said softly, "Then I'll go to the kitchen to cut it up. Captain, just stay in bed and don't move."

She went out with the apple and the knife. Yan Yu picked up his phone and saw a lot of messages from a lot of people.

Of course, most of them congratulated him on the successful journey to the secret realm, while some were there to ask about his health and whether he was injured.

In addition, Yan's mother sent a message saying that she had retired early, but the school still paid her salary as usual and made her an "honorary teacher"; Yan's father also joined the unit's expert group, and now he has basically nothing to do. He spends all day drinking tea and reading newspapers, and is so bored.

The two elders really have nothing to do, so they plan to go on a trip to the Northwest tomorrow and come back to pick up Yan Jing from school during the winter vacation.

Yan Yu was slowly reading the news when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Captain, are you awake?" Lin Ning asked from outside the door, "Then I'll come in."

"Please come in."

When the door opened, Lin Ning walked in carefully, wearing scald-proof gloves and holding a casserole.

Yan Yu:………………

"What's that look on your face?" Lin Ning put the casserole on the bedside table and said dissatisfiedly, "Humph! If it weren't for the fact that you've worked so hard this time, Captain, I wouldn't be cooking for you! Do you know how much time and energy it took me to make this Eight Treasures Muscovy Duck Soup?"

"The smell of Chinese medicine is too strong." Yan Yu said with a chuckle, "I can smell it before I even drink the soup."

"Stop talking nonsense. This is a recommended winter tonic." Lin Ning scooped up a bowl of duck soup with a spoon, cooled it, and fed it to his mouth. She said impatiently, "Drink it honestly and say thank you, Ningning!"

"Thank you Ningning--" Yan Yu stretched out his voice and then took a sip.

"How is it?" Lin Ning asked expectantly.

"It tastes like medicine, but it's barely edible."

"Because you were overworked this time, I increased the dosage." Lin Ning counted on her fingers, "After leaving the secret realm, you slept for ten hours, did you know that?"

"Has it been that long?" Yan Yu was surprised.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, ask Yunjin..." Before Lin Ning finished speaking, she saw Su Yunjin pushing the door in with a small bowl. In the bowl were small pieces of freshly cut apples, with three or four toothpicks inserted diagonally on it.

Seeing Lin Ning accompanying him by the bed, Secretary Su, who was a very smart person, immediately knew that she had just seen him go to the kitchen to cut fruit, and guessed that the captain upstairs had woken up, so she hurriedly brought soup up to take care of him.

Humph, it's just a useless trick. When the captain woke up, the first person he saw was me!

I'm the one who has been staying by his bedside for a long time!

"I could smell the aroma of Ningning's duck soup the moment I came in," Su Yunjin said with a smile. "But the captain slept for so long, it wouldn't be a good idea to drink soup right after waking up, right? Has Ningning ever heard of 'the weak cannot be nourished'?"

"No," Lin Ning said with a smile, "I know the captain slept for over ten hours and probably didn't have much of an appetite, so I made a special meal to replenish the body and invigorate the Qi. The essence is all in the soup, so you don't need to eat the meat, just drink it like water... Did Yunjin take the apples he cut out of the refrigerator? I remember buying those apples last Tuesday. They've been sitting around for a while, so their nutritional value might have been lost."

"I bought my apples from a nearby fruit store," Su Yunjin said with a smile. "Sister Zhao ate all the apples in the refrigerator a long time ago."

The two girls looked at each other for a moment, and suddenly felt a sense of mutual appreciation as if they had met their worthy opponents and a talented general. However, they also felt that best friends should not be so confrontational with each other, so they turned their attention to Yan Yu lying on the hospital bed.

"Captain, do you want to continue drinking soup?" Lin Ning picked up the spoon.

"Let's eat the apple first?" Su Yunjin picked up the small bowl.

"Uh..." Yan Yu frowned slightly, thinking to himself, I'm a great hero who just returned from the battlefield. I've just been unconscious for so long and haven't fully woken up yet. Why are you setting up this gravity field for me?

Moreover, monks will not feel hungry after fasting, and I really have no appetite for these things.

Never mind, it’s their kindness after all, so I might as well take it all!

Yan Yu was about to speak with a smile when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside for the third time.

"Where does this fragrance come from?" Zhao Yuanzhen poked his little head in, his delicate nostrils slightly opening and closing as he sniffed the air a few times. "Do you smell anything?"

Su Yunjin and Lin Ning's expressions changed immediately.

(End of this chapter)