"Su Man! Su Man!" Everyone held Su Man quickly with their eyes and hands, fearing that she would not accept the news.

But at this time, Su Man was extremely calm and calm like an outsider: "Where is the rumor that the captain died? Where did this news come from?"

Then Mai Mai found that Su Man had been taken here by Guo Hui and others, and hurriedly comforted him: "I, I heard from people that I saw it online. But Su Man, you also know that the rumors on the Internet are true, so don't believe it."

Su Man glanced at the match coldly, then looked at Hu Banxian: "Hu Banxian, it depends on you."

Hu Banxian looked at Su Man with complicated eyes. This was the last time he wanted to touch the computer since he knew how to use it.

But in Su Man's earnest and cold gaze, Hu Banxian reluctantly turned on his convenient supercomputer.

Not long after, Hu Banxian found this news online—

【The Fall of the God of War on the Planet Hanchen.】

[The Living King of Hell has become the real King of Hell.]

[The myth of the Hanchen Planet Interstellar Team ends here.]

【…】

"Have you found the source of the news spread yet?" Big Bird approached and asked.

Just as Hu Banxian was about to say that he was gone, he suddenly found that there was a video message on the Internet. He clicked on it and found that it was the official website address of Hejuemen.

This kind of organization should not have channels such as official websites, but for some reason, it appears on the Internet in a panoramic way.

Hu Banxian muttered in his heart, and trembled slightly and clicked on the video. The totem logo of Hejue Gate appeared in the video. Hejue Ming sat on a rocking chair with his back facing the camera, still wearing walnuts in his hand.

Although I didn't see the front, the expensive mahogany rocking chair, the man in black standing next to me, the bracelet on Hejueming's right wrist exposed on the screen and the pair of walnuts, which made people unable to help but get the seat.

This is the cold and leisurely voice of He Jueming came from the video, revealing a arrogant mockery: "Everyone, I am He Jueming, and I am He Jueming from He Juemen."

After a moment of pause, he continued to say: "It is rumored online that the Living Hell is dead. Yes, he is really dead. He died at the hands of my Hejue Sect, yes! The dignified war god, the Living Hell, Huo Yanting, seems to be in the hands of my Hejue Sect."

After saying that, He Jueming could no longer help but feel joy in his heart and laughed loudly. His laughter was strange and insidious, and his depression that had been accumulated in his heart for many years was vented.

"My Hejue Sect was founded in the world for so many years and I will stand firm. There will be a reason for my existence. With the death of the Living Hell, my belief in restoring and growing stronger." Hejue Ming's voice became more and more arrogant, "This day is about to change, and it will become the heaven of my Hejue Sect."

The words fell and the video ended.

After the black screen, there were photos of Huo Yanting unconscious and covered in scars on the official website of Hejuemen. The bloody scene made people dare not look directly at it.

The intensive care unit fell into a dead quiet.

Quan Zhe pounded the bed again and again, hating why he left and why he didn't follow Huo Yanting.

Yan Xi spread her arms tremblingly, not knowing whether she should go forward to hug Su Man.

The pot ash, the big bird, Hu Banxian and the match bit the blood and tears, and the throat seemed to be choked, and the blood vessels were even blocked. The pain that was surging was surging in the heart.

"Su Man..." In the end, Yan Xi called out softly.
Chapter completed!