Tang Kingdom, North Gate Base City, Eastern Continent.

The rooftop above a tall building on Central Street is filled with cold wind, and a faint icy smell blows by.

Delhi, a planet-level psychic, shivered.

A creepy feeling rose from the tailbone and reached the head! The back of the half-energy body felt a little chilled.

The prophet Meng, who belongs to the starry sky, has a look of indifferent eyes.

Planet-level chanting master, Luo Yu, his skin trembled.

Planet-level martial artist, Leng Bin, was speechless.

Fang Cheng rubbed the teeth and stared at the headless corpse standing upright in front of him.

It, outside the universe, actually interfered with the cosmic endorsement of Ximen Nitian with an unknown means.

What is it?

"snort."

Delhi's pupils shrank and he snorted coldly.

He originally planned to come and explore the soul endorsed by the universe. If there is anything special, he can also refer to it.

But the child was directly exposed.

There is no way to investigate again.

Moreover, the words it said just now through Ximen's body, which made Deli feel a little chill all over.

"Prophet Meng, since things have come to this point, I will say goodbye. I will report to the three Starry Sky Masters in the South Continent for the situation here."

"Go."

The prophet Meng nodded gloomyly.

I didn't ask for any information, but I was even intimidated by it.

The Prophet Meng, no matter how good the temper is, he still has anger without name.

After Delhi left, Luo Yu gritted his teeth, looked at the prophet Meng, and hesitated, "What does Ximen Nitian mean just now mean?"

The prophet Meng's eyes moved.

The spirit at the planetary level was rotating wildly, and one by one guess and assumption came out of my heart and was constantly abandoned.

White light?

White object?

After a long time, the prophet Meng browed deeply and sighed deeply.

It is impossible to guess just by relying on one word.

The planet-level martial artist Leng Bin was already shocked and felt a little frightened. Although he was a planet-level martial artist, he was very ordinary among the many members of the parliament!

So, he was very scared.

Before the Iron Wall Age began, he was already a martial artist at the level of warriors, and his life was sweet and rich, and he was very comfortable.

As the particles of heaven and earth are active, the Iron Wall Age begins, the force of force soars.

Leng Bin lives extremely well. He broke through the level of the God of War in the fourth year of the Iron Wall Age, and entered the planet-level martial artist in the 51st year of the Iron Wall Age.

Leng Bin fought against the two sides and looked at the Prophet Meng: "Prophet Meng, what should I do?"

Prophet Meng glanced at Leng Bin, forced a smile, and comforted him: "No need to worry. I will naturally think about it in one year."

——

Fang Cheng bit his cheeks, feeling a little ridiculous.

Cosmic endorsement is actually just a carrier of message transmission.

What's more, Ximen Nitian, who is regarded as the endorsement of the universe, is a brainless person with extremely poor character and has been secretly controlled by it.

However, the fifteen-year-old intermediate warrior is indeed a talented person.

"Ahem, Prophet Meng."

"Huh? Li Fangcheng, what's wrong?" Prophet Meng turned his head and stared at Fangcheng.

Fang Cheng stepped on the void, stood in the air, and his clothes fluttered: "What else is there? I plan to leave first and consider the secrets of the Dharma of Master Jing."

"oh…"

Prophet Meng pondered for a moment and looked at Luo Yu: "Luo Yu, here you will deal with Member Leng Bin. I will go back to Tangdu with Li Fangcheng first."

"Okay." Luo Yu nodded.

Prophet Meng Xiang took two steps forward, stood in front of Fang Cheng, and dusted his blue collar: "You have to delay your time and hold a MP awarding ceremony in Tangdu."

Fang Cheng laughed: "The congressman wants to grant it? I am not already at the planetary level."

The prophet Meng Gan laughed twice.

"This is also a statement that proves the national strength of the Tang Kingdom and demonstrates the prosperity of the Tang Kingdom. In addition, if you go to the Jiangnan base city, it is time to expand it into a capital."

——

Tang State, Jiangnan Base City.

It was sunset at this time, and Li Mingming was sitting on a stool and chair next to the square.

Since the identity of brother Li Fangcheng as the God of War has been revealed...

With a well-behaved and cute delicate face, dark and soft long hair in a shawl, and wearing a white dress, Li Mingming stared blankly at the square screen.

The tables, chairs, steps, etc., which are within a radius of fifteen meters have all been cleared... as if only Li Mingming himself is left in the whole world.

"Uncle Huo Da, don't you have to do this?"

Huo Da, who was five meters away from Li Mingming, looked upright and bowed to apologize: "Miss, the sir, have given instructions. After you leave the house, we are..."

Li Mingming's little face frowned: "Okay."

The awe and complex gaze that occasionally projected over the surrounding area made the young and young Li Mingming feel a little uncomfortable.

She is still a child.

——

Fifty meters away.

The two quasi-warriors accidentally aimed in the direction of Li Mingming, envious and admired him.

They knew that the brother of this genius warrior, the beautiful girl, was the white-clothed war god! He was a martial artist and a master at the level of the war god.

Moreover, in the circle above the level of war generals, there was even a news that was unknown to the truth and falsehood.

Three days ago, on the north side of Jiangnan Base City, the white-clothed war god Li Fangcheng fought against the MP-level king! The whole sky was filled with flames!

One of the quasi-warriors smacked his tongue and sighed:

"There is a good brother who is destined to be the best person...ah, that's true."

Another female quasi-warrior sequence, her eyes flashed and she curled her lips: "Yes, this young lady is actually wearing a dress. This is simply too luxurious."

It should be noted that since the Iron Wall Age, dresses have gradually withdrawn from the public clothing market.

"Shh!"

"You can speak softly!"

"It is said that there are several generals around that lady, guarding them in real time at any time."

——

Li Mingming pursed her mouth and looked at the square screen.

I saw a warrior at the level of a warrior holding a spear, shaking out hundreds of afterimage spear flowers, fighting against a Cangyan Demon Pig.

"Sheep."

The screen flashes white snowflakes, and then switches to a wide, atmospheric, yet simple and simple conference hall.

In front of the camera, the Speaker of the Tang Kingdom, Prophet Meng, stood with a smile.

“Huh?”

Li Mingming raised his chin and looked at the screen in surprise.

Since she was born, she can only see the supreme great man, Prophet Meng, on the screen at the end of each year.

"Dear Tang people, I will announce good news."

"There is another seat for the Tang Dynasty's parliamentarian. He is the 20-year-old parliamentarian-level king - Li Fangcheng."

“Here…”

Li Mingming could no longer hear the following words.

Her whole head is blank now and her tongue is not under the bridge.
To be continued...