Descendants of the gods

Hubert Babbitt.

The only child of the Babbitt family.

This family has always been passed down in one line, but each generation of children has been taught very well.

And Hubert Babbitt lived up to expectations.

Although he is domineering and arrogant, completely inconsistent with the image that the Babbitt family has always relied on, he is still the leading figure among the young people of his generation.

Just because he is the only person in this era who has broken through to the realm of the Holy Spirit.

However, before he could feel complacent, he saw a person.

A man with a handsome appearance and an outstanding temperament.

The man had short black hair and dark eyes.

Just looking at it one more time, Hubert felt that he was about to lose his breath.

God, how can there be such a perfect person!

Hubert felt his heart beating wildly.

He seemed to understand.

I fell in love with that person.

He, the nobleman of the Babbitt family, the only bloodline, fell in love with a man!

Hubert pushed away a group of his friends, took a mirror from the servant's hand, and tidied himself carefully.

First the hair.

God, why is my hair so messy!

Hurry up and sort it out!

Then came the makeup on the face.

Well, no problem.

Next is the neckline.

Tidied it up a bit, no problem.

Hubert quickly took care of his whole body, just when a flower girl passed by him.

Today is the day when couples come into pairs, so there are girls who come out to sell flowers.

Hubert stopped the flower girl, gave her fifty silver pieces, and asked the girl to give the flower to the handsome man with an extraordinary temperament.

The flower girl took the money, rolled her eyes, and walked over with a smile.

Harry was resting on a bench by the side of the street.

In the year when he completed his graduation trials, a man who called himself Elgar found him.

Elgar, king of the empire on which the sun never sets.

Harry didn't know how such a big shot found him.

After a conversation between the two, Elgar revealed his purpose.

It turned out that he appreciated his potential and wanted to teach him what he had learned all his life.

Harry is no longer the inexperienced self who just believed what others said.

No one will benefit people for no reason, and he understands this very well.

Under Harry's repeated questioning, Elgar finally gave his reasons.

Harry was very surprised. It turned out that Elgar just wanted to create a hero to lead the tribes to fight against the monsters in the abyss that were about to invade.

Harry didn't know how Elgar would take a fancy to him, but Harry knew that there was nothing worthy of Elgar's conspiracy for such a small person like himself.

After a period of time, Elgar did not intend to return to the empire, but instead looked like he wanted to live here for a long time.

"Aren't you going back, Mr. Elgar? What about your country?" Harry asked.

During this period of time, they had already agreed that they were not masters and apprentices, and Elgar was only here to teach him.And Harry, you can directly call him Mr. Elgar.

Elgar smiled, but did not answer.

He knocked on the table, facing Harry's pen, he automatically wrote a few large sheets of paper.

Harry knew that this was explaining a new spell to him, and he also knew that there would be nothing to ask from Elgar.

Harry's talent is very terrifying, he can use any spell just by reading it once, and he even has a photographic memory.

Later, Elgar simply wrote down his years of practice experience for him to refer to.And he's going back.

So far, Elgar has been away for more than a year.

Harry was a little bit sad. He was an orphan and had no memory of before the age of five. He only vaguely remembered that he first lived in a village deep in the mountains and old forests after he was five years old.

But where the village is, he has forgotten after so many years.

In fact, it is very strange for people with a long-term memory to forget these things, but Harry didn't notice it at all.

Eventually Elgar left.

After bidding farewell to this teacher who did not have the status of master and apprentice, Harry went out for a walk alone to relax.

Today is a couple's holiday, and Harry, who is alone, will inevitably feel a little lonely.

It's not that he doesn't have friends, on the contrary, he has friends of all races on this continent, and all of them have extraordinary identities.The friendship between them is also tempered between life and death, and it can stand the test very well.

It's just that they are either going back to the family now, or they are living with their loved ones.

Harry sat on the chair and let out a long breath, but he didn't know that he was being watched.

The flower seller walked up to Harry, holding a large bouquet of tied flowers in her hands, the flowers were colorful and beautiful.

"Sir, these flowers are for you!"

Harry froze. He looked the flower girl up and down until he saw the basket of flowers on her right arm.

Harry smiled helplessly, "I don't buy flowers, and I don't have anyone to send them to me."

After telling the sad and helpless truth, Harry thought the flower girl would back off, but instead heard her say, "No, no, sir, you misunderstood. These flowers were bought for you by another gentleman." .”

Harry frowned, unhappy.

Because of his face, he has encountered too many such things.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, the words he uttered were still gentle.

"Who is that gentleman?"

The flower seller raised her hand and pointed to the large group of people standing under the tree in the distance.

"It's the gentleman standing in the last room," said the flower girl.

Here, when Hubert saw Harry took the flowers, he felt very flattered, and felt that he was really mighty and extraordinary, such a beauty could be easily captured.

Then I saw Harry walking towards him.

Hubert couldn't hold back a smirk on his face.

"Sorry, I can't accept your flowers."

Harry's words brought Hubert back to his senses in an instant from the ecstasy.

"What did you say?" Hubert Babbitt asked in disbelief.

Seeing Hubert's expression, Harry couldn't help showing disgust in his eyes.

He has seen this kind of person a lot, arrogant and arrogant.

"I said, sorry, I can't accept your flowers." Harry said every word.

Seeing the disgust in Harry's eyes, and hearing the words that came out of his mouth, Hubert was still angry after all.

"Since you don't accept it, why did you take it from that woman!"

Harry looked at Hubert strangely, "If I don't take it, she will keep pestering me. I don't want to be pestered by her."

Hubert was so angry, "Good! Good! Good!"

After saying hello three times in a row, Hubert was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Harry passed the bouquet of flowers to Hubert, "I don't accept these flowers, you should take them yourself."

As soon as Hubert patted the flower open, his aura instantly soared, and he reached the realm of a martial saint in an instant.

He looked at Harry proudly, "I advise you not to toast or eat fine wine. Take this flower carefully."

Harry sneered, "Since you don't want it." He threw the flower into the river beside him.

The bouquet floats on the water, and is soon carried away by the waves.

What flowed away together was Hubert's heart.

At this time, Hubert's expression was already ugly. He felt that Harry was humiliating him and trampling on his heart.

Wu Sheng's momentum all pressed on Harry, and Hubert habitually began to use momentum to overwhelm others.

From Hubert's point of view, Harry looked so thin, and he definitely couldn't bear it. If he frightened him, and then threatened and lured him, he would definitely accept his wishes.

However, Harry curled his lips uninterestedly, "You are the first-day genius, Hubert Babbitt? Seeing is better than hearing a hundred things."

Even a fool can hear the sarcasm in this sentence.

Harry looked at Hubert and the group of people behind him, his eyes were cold and without any warmth.

"It seems that you think the holy land is very great." Harry said slowly.

The group of friends behind Hubert looked at Harry strangely.They had never seen a man who could talk and laugh so well when Hubert was in full swing.

But then, they all changed their faces.

There is also momentum in Harry, and the momentum is getting bigger and bigger, and the power is getting higher and higher!

In the end, Hubert and his friends had cold sweat on their foreheads, and their backs were soaked.

"It's such a pity, I was already in the realm of the Dharma God three years ago." Harry said shocking words with a smile, and then walked away.

Hubert and his friends dared not stop them with a look of fear.

Hubert looked at Harry in a daze, feeling sour in his heart.

However, the next day, a piece of news spread throughout the central region.

Harry is the real savior. He was the god of law three years ago, and Hubert Babbitt is just a clown.

This remark intensified, and finally reached Hubert's ears.

Hubert was furious, and brought a large group of younger brothers to fight with Harry, and then more than fifty of them were teased by Harry.

One holy realm, one divine realm, the difference between one rank and another is a world of difference.

Not only did Hubert not regain his face, but he was even more ashamed.

"Harry, let's wait and see!" Hubert, who was recovering from his injury, slapped the table angrily.