An endless stream of enemy soldiers poured in, seemingly never finished.

Ding Fei had never fought such a hard battle and was destined to die on the battlefield.

However, madness like him has never been afraid.

Die on the battlefield, that's the real fulfillment.

Occasionally, the two masked men never seemed to worry about their lives, from the beginning to the present, they have always killed calmly, passionately, excitedly, and ...... Optimism?

"Forty-eight!" one of them suddenly shouted.

“…… Forty-three. Another way.

What is this for? Ding Fei pricked up his ears.

"Haha! I've won five of you, and if you don't step up, you'll lose!" the first one was very happy, "Forty-nine, fifty—— fifty-two!

…… This is comparing the number of enemies killed, and the number just reported is the number of enemies killed.

"I've killed sixty-four!" Ding Fei shouted.

"Huh?!" was the first to be surprised, "That's amazing! Then I'm going to have to work harder!"

This kid is so cute, Ding Fei thought, cute and ...... Crazy.

Who's a freak.

He was stabbing the enemy soldier in front of him with a snake spear, and suddenly he saw the young man jump up and jump in the air, and then his body turned around, and he flew up to a flagpole with the banner of the Mohon's coalition next to him.

The young man kicked the upper part of the flagpole, pointed his toe on the head of the pole, hung the long blade in his hand on his waist, reached out to his back and turned around, and when he got it in front of him, he saw that there was already a heavy bow with a domineering shape, and the other hand pulled out a bunch of long arrows, stretched the bow to lead the string, and the arrow pulled the meteor, without aiming, without hesitation, he let go of his fingers and shot.

Ding Fei only felt that there was a streamer dancing in front of him, and the arrows in the young man's hand were like meteor showers falling from the Milky Way, fast and incomparably powerful, but in the blink of an eye, the enemy soldiers on the ground fell like wheat!

Look at the young man again, the arrows in his hand are non-stop, wave after wave of strokes, shooting and killing the enemy soldiers batch after batch, Ding Fei swept his eyes and looked carefully, and saw that all the arrows shot by this young man were not missing, and they were in the branches!

"One hundred and two!" the boy counted as he kept shooting, "Hahahaha!

Ding Fei: "......"

Who said that again...... Since ancient times, archers have hung more B?!

Another masked man, who didn't speak much, flew up and took possession of another flagpole in the same way, and then took out a bow and an arrow from behind his back.

Brush brush brush, put down a few batches of arrows, and report: "Ninety-nine." ”

Ding Fei: "......"

"Little uncle, you're lagging behind a lot, come on!" the first boy gave him a thumbs up on the flagpole to cheer him up.

"He's the same generation as us. The other said lightly.

"Big brother, you have to catch up with us!" was the first to change his words.

"He doesn't have arrows, he can't catch up. The other continued faintly.

"That's good, what about killing with arrows, three counts as one?"

"So can you figure out how many you've killed now?" another.

"One hundred and two minus fifty-two...... No, I've killed a few with arrows before, and that's minus ...... Hey, don't forget it! let's take it as sixty!" The tone of the first one seemed to be more strenuous than arithmetic.

Ding Fei immediately felt that this kid had a special appetite for himself, what is arithmetic for, arithmetic is not as good as killing.

"Then why don't we compare and see who kills Setu first!" Ding Fei drew a circle with his snake spear, and immediately fell around a group of enemy troops, "How about killing a Setu with a hundred heads?"

"Yes!" the first boy heard this, and immediately looked around on the high flagpole as he continued to shoot the enemy soldiers, "I see—the east side!"

By the time the words fell, the man had already flown down and swooped in the direction of the east.

The other was also flying fast, and they all flew towards the car together.

Ding Fei was also aroused by the high fighting spirit of these two boys, and he rushed to kill with a war spear all the way.

Mohon's soldiers had already been enraged by these three men, and these three heavenly wolves had slaughtered countless of their own soldiers since they had rushed into their own camp, which was simply unforgivable!

on—kill them—chop them into minced meat!

Thousands of Mohong soldiers rushed up towards the three of them, with a reckless and reckless momentum of life and death, a large piece of snow-bright steel knives waved in the air, like the crest of the turbulent waves of a tsunami, and the knives fell in their hands, and the cold blade slashed down towards these three people with a fierce head that could cut the world apart!

Ding Fei looked at the boy who was running at the forefront, only to see that the long blade in his hand waved, blocking a piece of long and short fierce soldiers, a little ground under his feet, jumped up, jumped over a layer of human walls surrounded by enemy soldiers in mid-air, and waved the long blade again after falling, the arc light was like a brilliant sky, and at the end of the brilliance, there was a rain of blood, and the distorted and terrible screams of the enemy soldiers sounded one after another, and converged into a song of hell played by ten thousand ghosts.

In the midst of this song, the boy strode forward with a long blade in one hand and a heavy bow in the other, his young back and arms like an eagle flapping its wings into the sky, his firm steps with infinite courage and strength, the swords, guns and halberds of the enemy weaving around him into a terrifying web that could grind him into pulp, but he was fearless and would not look back.

Ding Fei looked at him, seeing that this kid was as imposing as when he had just broken into the enemy formation, and he spared no effort to exert his energy among the tens of thousands of enemies.

He heroically harvested the heads of the enemy all the way, stepped on the corpses of the enemy layer after layer, and kept rushing forward, always rushing forward, and always rushing forward.

Ding Fei followed in the footsteps of this kid, bathed in the bloody wind and rain he stirred, and used his war spear to help this bloody rain with another wave of faster, thicker and more intense rain.

Xu is that the blood rain is too fast, Xu is that the enemy wave is too high, Xu is that this long night is never ending, Ding Fei gradually couldn't find all the sounds from his surroundings, the world fell silent, everything was moving, everything was surging and spinning, but everything was not making any sound.

He heard his own wheezing sound, louder and louder, heavier and heavier, and it shook his eardrums and turned pale in front of him.

Are you going to die?

I'm going to die.

How many have you killed?

I forgot to count.

No, you can't die yet, you said that you want to take Setu's dog head back and make the boss happy, how can you die first before you even see the face of the goods?

"-Kill!" Ding Fei roared, and the silent world that surrounded him suddenly shattered, and all the sounds of all things in heaven and earth instantly returned to his side.

Then he heard the boy who was running in front of him also yelling: "-Kill!"

Then I saw him leap up and fall, and the long blade danced with light and shadow, and the heads and stumps of the enemy soldiers fell apart in this light and shadow, and scattered in all directions.

He saw Setu, he was getting closer and closer to Setu, who was standing in the midst of the chaos and was commanding himself, surrounded by personal guards who were protecting his safety, impermeable and as solid as an iron bucket.

"Settu, your head is mine!" cried the boy, and sprang forward as bravely as ever.

"Hey, be careful—" Ding Fei's eyes were sharp, and he saw a dozen archers behind Setu with bows and arrows, and the tips of the arrows pointed at the kid.

In his own battalion, he has not used archers because he is afraid of accidentally injuring his own soldiers, but at this moment, for the safety of the main general, he will shoot the enemy on the spot even if he accidentally injures his own soldiers.

The kid answered, "Look at me!"

As soon as the long blade was retracted, he re-set up the bow, and the action was one step faster than the opponent's archers, and the other party set up the arrow and pulled the string, and the kid's arrow had already been shot out, three arrows at a time, and the hand did not stop stringing, so fast that it was almost impossible to see the series of actions he drew the arrow and shot the arrow again.

It's too fast - Ding Fei was surprised, this kid released his arrows too fast!

And - every time he shoots an arrow, it hits the target with precision and accuracy!

Such a terrifying speed of arrows, such a terrifying precision strike-such a god-like arrow skill against the sky, Ding Fei has only seen it in one person-

Who the hell is this kid?!

In an instant, this kid had already shot dozens of arrows, and after shooting a wave, he blocked all the random arrows shot by the opponent with the long blade in his hand, and then it was a second wave of arrows that were accurate and fast, covering a wide area, and when this wave of arrows stopped, look at the enemy's archers - it was actually a group that did not stay, and went to see the king of Hades!

Unfortunately, Setu was shielded by the enemy and remained unscathed despite sacrificing a large number of guards.

This wave of operations aroused Setu's ferocity, and he even ordered the soldiers around him in the Tianchao dialect: "Kill—kill them for me!"

Those Mohong soldiers, whether they understood or not, had lost their minds and annihilated their humanity, with the brutality of beasts and the ferocity of demons, and they pounced on them desperately, endlessly, overwhelmingly, and all ghosts howled.

Ding Fei rushed to kill, kept killing, kept stabbing, kept cutting, the sharp spear tips had begun to become dull, and his easy movements gradually became sluggish, and he didn't know how many knives and arrows he had been hit, but Ding Fei didn't want to die now, he didn't want to die like this, he wanted to kill Setu, he wanted to live desperately, and live until the moment he killed Setu-

Setu, he saw him—he hid behind four or five guards, his eyes bloodshot like evil spirits, he waited with a hideous face to see the three heavens.

Rush over and kill him!

Ding Fei used all his strength, clenched his war spear, and rushed towards Setu.

When enemy soldiers surrounded him like a wall, he swept them away and continued to charge.

There were still people in front of Setu, four or five, who never left him.

You have to kill these people first.

Ding Fei rushed forward, Ding Fei slashed and killed, and Ding Fei saw that kid.

The boy ran out of his arrows, and there was only one left in the basket behind him, swaying from side to side as his body jumped.

But this kid didn't seem to be worried at all, he was as courageous, as strong as ever, and as flying as ever.

The long blade in his hand still seemed to be incomparably sharp, he took it, and rushed into the dense enemy battle formation without hesitation, he swung his blade to cut off a piece of his head, he raised his hand and threw out the blood, he faced the mountain of swords and the sea of swords, and advanced step by step in the direction of Setu.

The enemy soldiers rushed up like a frenzy, and he opened his long blade, with a body of blood and gall, with surging pride, like a mad eagle, like a dragon, chopping waves and cutting waves, turning rivers and seas.

He pulled out the last arrow in the arrow basket, filled the bow, tightened the strings, and aimed at the Setu who was hiding behind four or five guards, and without hesitation, without aim, he shot his last arrow with a dashing and confident fly—

The arrow landed in the throat of Setu's guard.

And yet it didn't stop.

It was as if it had never been blocked by half a minute, and continued to soar forward with a thunderous castration—

It shot through the throat of the second guard, it shot through the throat of the third, and it shot through in a series of shots, carrying the blood that spurted from the back of the neck of each enemy soldier, bringing out strings of blood-colored mandala flowers, which were coldly and silently inserted into the center of Setu's eyebrows in the void where the flowers of death bloomed into the sea.

Driven by the powerful arrow, Setu flew backwards, and with a "thud", the tip of the arrow was driven into the flagpole behind him, ending its mission.

Setu hung on the flagpole, his distorted face staring at him, all in astonishment.

The boy stepped forward a few steps, cut and picked the long blade in his hand, and picked the head of Setu on the tip of the blade, and then flew high and leaped high, and stood on the head of the flagpole.

Pointing the long blade diagonally at the dawn sky above, the young voice behind the veil overflowed with infinite blood: "-Setu is dead!"

"Kill-kill-kill-"

The scream that rushed to the sky sounded like thunder not far behind him, it was the voice of the Yan family.

The army led by Yan Zichen - rushed over!

"Boy, who are you?" asked Ding Fei with his head tilted.

"I ......," the boy was about to answer, but suddenly he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stopped, and then pointed to another masked man, "I am his junior brother." ”

Meaning you ask him first.

Ding Fei went to ask which one.

But the other one didn't answer, but said to the kid above: "The person has been killed, and it will be too late if he doesn't leave." ”

"Ah!" The kid above hurriedly jumped down from a high place when he heard this, and said to Ding Fei, "This big brother, I took Setu's head away, I am useful, I will pay you back, you must not tell others that you saw us, see you later!"

So saying, he fled with the other.

Ding Fei: "......" brother didn't even see your face, who knows who you are!

Unable to figure out how to explain to the boss where Setu's head had gone when he went back, Ding Fei continued to kill the enemy while looking at the direction in which the two boys had fled.

Then I saw the boy carrying the human head throw away the empty arrow basket behind his back, revealing a large white cloth sewn on his back.

There seemed to be three words written on the white cloth with a cinnabar pen.

In the clear sky light of dawn, I could clearly distinguish those three words, which read:

Small milk dogs.

……

Today's Beijing will usher in three great events.

The first joyful event is the birthday of the saint today.

The second happy event is the grand finals of the Houyi Gala Competition, which has been delayed for several months, and will be held today.

The third happy event is even more celebrated by the whole world - in the middle of the night yesterday, the Meteor Horse brought a battle report from the front line of the Western Regions, and the 100,000 Heavenly Dynasty soldiers led by Yan Zichen, the general of the Zhu Kingdom, defeated the Mohong coalition army on the battlefield, following the great victory in the first battle a few months ago, and once again dealt a devastating blow to the Mohong coalition army!

This time, Yan Zichen led the troops to directly kill the Mohong coalition army, which was originally 300,000 soldiers, but now there are less than 100,000 left, and there is even a rift within the two countries, and the collapse of the Mohong coalition army is a foregone conclusion.

Now that the allied forces of the two countries are hanging up the card of exemption from battle, they refuse to fight, and Yan Zichen is not in a hurry to take it, but only leads the soldiers of the Heavenly Dynasty to recuperate and recuperate in the camp.

A few days ago, Yan Zichen personally sent back a plenum of invitation, asking for a seal for his subordinates who had made great achievements in the war in the past few months.

"I've heard that a thousand enemy soldiers were killed. Before the finals of the Houyi Festival began, the audience on the sidelines was still talking about the big battle on the border of the Western Regions.

"It's amazing, this Ding Fei is not much more afraid than the little uncle back then. "The people always remember the names and deeds of heroes quite clearly.

"It's a pity, Uncle Xiaoguo has not joined the army since he opened the Arrow Pavilion, and I have lost a fierce general. One person felt sorry for Yuan Chang.

"What are you talking about," another said, "Although Uncle Xiaoguo himself is no longer on the battlefield, it is said that in the Divine Arrow Battalion under General Yan, there are many archers who were taught by his arrow hall, and they all kill the enemy bravely, and they have merit in every mission!"

"Yes, yes," someone next to him echoed, "Although Uncle Xiaoguo does not personally participate in the war, he can teach the disciples who fight for the country, after all, the strength of one person is limited, and turning one's own strength into the power of hundreds of people and thousands of people, and distributing the credit of one person to hundreds of people and thousands of people, that is the long-term vision and mind!"

"Hey, let me tell you, this is absolutely inside information - this time there was a war with Da Mo Dahong, and Uncle Xiao Guo actually went!" suddenly a person interjected in a low voice.

"Huh, why haven't you heard anyone talk about it? There is no name on the report of the meritorious battle, and since he is gone, how can he kill fewer enemies?" everyone hurriedly asked.

The man said: "I heard that Uncle Xiaoguo went quietly—not only did he go, but his wife and Arrow Shenyan also went!"

"Yo-" Everyone inhaled in unison, "Yan everyone is on the battlefield again? It's really a heroine among women! It's just that after the two of them are gone, how can they still quietly touch it and not let others know?"

"I heard that Uncle Xiaoguo was going to go with the army, but General Yan didn't agree, and asked him to take care of the old and young at home, but as a result, the little couple didn't know what to remember, so they rode out of the city overnight and went all the way to the western battlefield. The man's voice was lowered, "Later, I fought with the army on the battlefield, and let General Yan bombard him back, and in the end, no one knew what the reason was." ”

"Let's not talk about them, just talk about today's final...... Why is there nothing on the field?" everyone turned their eyes to the playing field of the Houyi Festival.

There are no targets, no organs, and even no referees, and it is very irresponsible to be such a bare flat piece of land.

During the discussion, countless guards with guns and knives poured in at the entrance of the arena, and everyone knew that the emperor was coming, and hurriedly knelt down the mountain to shout long live, and then waited for the emperor to enter the arena.

The emperor is still sitting behind the curtain, surrounded by civil and military officials.

This formation...... I guess I came to cheer the prince on.

I just don't know how to play the final on this bare land?

Since the emperor had already sat down, the department in charge of the event did not dare to delay, but he heard a gong sound, announcing the signal that the game was about to start.

However, after the sound of the gong, the contestants were not seen, but the great eunuch standing outside the emperor's curtain received a holy decree from the curtain.

The whole audience was so frightened that they hurriedly knelt down and listened to the eunuch shouting at the top of his voice.

The arena was so big that the spectators in the distance couldn't hear what the eunuch was shouting, but it was not difficult for the people on top, so they had already set up guard posts along the stadium, and what the eunuch who pronounced the decree read, these guards repeated what they said sentence by sentence, so one person passed it to another, and it didn't take long for the people in the audience to hear the content of the decree clearly.

It turned out that this holy decree was actually to reward the meritorious soldiers who fought on the border of the Western Regions!

This is the first time that the holy decree of the reward has been announced in front of so many ordinary people.

Why did the emperor do this?

It turned out that the grace of God was immense, and it was precisely to announce the names of those heroes and warriors who killed the enemy An Bang on the battlefield for the country and the people in such a form of praise, so that their names and merits could enjoy the admiration and praise of the people of the whole world on such a high-profile occasion!

What a reverence and glory this is! What a magnificent feat!

That string of names, that string of achievements, made how many young people present give birth to infinite yearning and passionate ambition!

The decree of the reward was announced in the boiling emotions of the people, and some officials came up to announce that the finals of the Houyi Festival would begin immediately, and the people immediately cheered like a tsunami of joy in this high and enthusiastic mood.

But seeing that the ten contestants who finally entered the finals walked into the venue, everyone carried a large package in their hands or on their backs, and some even brought two subordinates up on a huge stretcher.

What's to be done?

But listening to the official announcing the final rules of the finals, the audience was speechless.

It turns out that the finals of this Houyi event have started as early as three months ago!

In other words, in fact, the Houyi grand meeting held three months ago has never ended or been interrupted, and it has been going on all the time -- why wait until the emperor's birthday to hold the final round is a trick! It is all an unprecedented arrangement made for the final round of the final round of the competition!

In the final round, there is only one rule: give the ten contestants three months to hunt what they think is difficult for the other contestants.

During this period, the organizing committee of the competition sent a referee to follow each contestant closely to prevent cheating, so the final result of this competition is true and valid.

Today, three months later, the contestants bring their prey, for the sake of fairness, first cover it with baggage or cloth, and then open it in public at the same time - whoever has the most difficult prey hunting will win this round of the competition, and whoever will become the leader of this Houyi event, and whoever will become the ultimate hero of this grand event with the theme of hero praise!

The eyes of the audience immediately focused on the prey in the hands of the ten contestants in the field or around them, these prey are large and small, the big ones are like bears, and the small ones are like human heads.

So with the referee's order, a loud gong resounded throughout the audience, and just when the sound of the gong was not finished, the ten contestants uncovered the cloth on their prey at the same time-

Tiger!

Leopard!

Hawk!

Shark...... Shark?!

This can be hunted?!Shoot with arrows?!Cow!

But these animals, fierce and fierce, are fierce, but they are not as good as Xiong Zhen.

The bear is nearly a foot tall, weighs more than 1,800 catties, has fur as thick as a wall, sharp claws as sharp as iron, and a giant palm that can knock a tiger out of blood.

What kind of person can shoot a bear!

Look! Look! The man shot a bear! Grizzly bear! The most powerful grizzly bear in the bear!

It's him!

No matter how much the people behind shoot him, they can't overtake him!

Look, what did the people shoot in the back? wild boars, pythons, two geese with one stone, human heads? hehe, they just laughed to death, what -!

Human heads?!human heads?!That's really a human head!!—— killed! The contestants killed!

The audience on the sidelines was in chaos, and the timid ones were so frightened that they crawled out of the stadium, and the bold and "although timid, they think it's lively and good-looking, how to break it, or they still reluctantly stay and see what happened" people still insisted on staying in place.

Everyone looked at the head and its owner in amazement, as well as the other contestant next to its owner and another head in front of the contestant.

These two people want to be famous and want to go crazy!

They all went hunting and came back!

Their sins must be punished according to the law!

Besides, even if he is not guilty, where can this hunter compare to a hunting tiger, leopard and bear?!

There was chaos in the spectators, and officials of the organizing committee had to sound gongs to signal silence.

After that, the referees who had followed the contestants for three months came forward one by one to notarize the contestants who were responsible for themselves.

It mainly describes the hunting process and skills of the contestant, as well as the age, length and weight of the prey, which is used as the basis for determining the ranking.

The audience had long since lost their interest in listening to the experiences and prey data of the previous contestants, and the eyes of the audience swept over the faces of the last two contestants.

It's a pity that these two are masked like the others, and they can't tell if they have a terrifying and hideous murderous face.

I just have to look at the name tags that these two people are carrying behind them.

One is a small milk dog.

One is the flesh of the heart.

Finally, it was the turn of the referee in charge of the two to speak.

The referee of the little milk dog limped out, with a large piece of snow-white gauze on his face, and a bandage on one of his arms—how did he get mixed up like this?

The referee muttered weakly, but the voice was too small for the audience to hear a word.

Fortunately, there were guards in charge of transmitting the voice, and the words of the referee were transmitted word for word to every corner and every pair of ears in the audience.

"The name of the prey is Setu, the leader of the Mohong coalition army in the Western Regions.

"The contestants set off from Kyoto and traveled thousands of miles day and night to reach the battlefield.

"The enemy army is 300,000, our army is 100,000.

"The contestants went straight into the enemy camp and killed hundreds.

"In the midst of all enemies, the arrow took the head of Setu, retreated with his whole body, and arrived in Beijing yesterday.

"Although I couldn't follow the battlefield, I also asked others to verify afterwards, and the whole process was real and effective. ”

……

A few words were flat and straightforward, but the whole arena was silent.

In the midst of all enemies, the head of the enemy general.

A few words were plain, but with the Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield, it was rolling in the face!

The bloody rain and cruelty of the war converged into a long scroll full of hope and glory in front of everyone's eyes.

It was silent at the moment, but it seemed that he could hear the horns and shouts of killing on the battlefield, and the sound was in his ears and gradually sounded.

Those imaginary, those in the mind, those in front of me and in my ears, are all my heavens, my children's descendants, and I am the hero of the world!

Cheers suddenly erupted, and people shouted "Chief" and "Hero", throwing smiles and tears into their eyes, worshiping the new generation of heroes and gods of war.

The head that the contestant next to him hunted no longer seemed important, Setu was the supreme commander of the Mohon's coalition army, who else could be more important than him?

In fact, it is.

The head hunted by the "heart meat" was only the vanguard general under Setu, but it was just a step away, and Setu's head fell into the hands of the "little milk dog".

But...... It doesn't matter. The "flesh of the heart" took his hand and looked up at the vast sky slightly.

This hero, whoever he is, is the hero of the world.

And this world ......

……

"What! Isn't the chief my good son?!" the emperor refused to believe behind the curtain.

For the sake of absolute fairness and justice, even the emperor himself didn't know what the prince and the other contestants had hunted in advance.

The most annoying thing is his son, why do he just abide by the rules! Secretly revealed to him before the game that there is nothing at all!

"Come over to Prince Xuan. "The emperor is not happy.

"Your Majesty, the head is announcing the leader, the prince is afraid that he will not be able to come up this time, and he will take off the masked towel after the announcement, and he will be able to come up at that time. Jin Gui'er hurriedly reminded the emperor on the side.

"I ask you, is the prince still angry with me?" the emperor asked Jin Gui'er quietly.

Since he forcibly gave his son the nickname "meat of his heart", his son has never given him a smile.

He actually ran to the border to kill the enemy regardless of life and death!

If it weren't for Yuan Xiaori, his little two chased him over and brought him back, this kid might have stayed there and followed Yan Er's ruffian to kill the enemy to the ground!

Outrageous!

Who will take care of my country!

When will I be able to step down and follow the Qing merchants from all over the world?!

My heart is not intimate at all!

If I knew this, I should have named him "Little Cotton Jacket"!

The emperor was in a broken mind, and the results of the off-field game have been announced.

The "little milk dog" who went deep into the enemy camp to hunt for the head of Setu won the top spot of this year's Houyi Festival without dispute!

All the contestants took off the face towels on their faces and reported themselves to their homes according to their rankings.

These names, together with the names of the heroes who killed the enemy before the game, will be deeply remembered by the people of the world and praised for a long time.

When the handsome and elegant "heart meat" reported his name, the whole audience was a sensation - surnamed Lei!

He's the crown prince!

It turns out that he is the crown prince!

So handsome and generous!

This prince will be a generation of Ming Jun in the future, and the world of this heaven and dynasty will be too peaceful and healthy in the future, and the prosperous era will be prosperous!

Look at the leader of archery skills - eyebrows and handsome eyes, bright and flying - what a young man, what a hot-blooded boy!

Who is he?

As the leader of the Houyi Festival, he can make a wish to the Heavenly Family, as long as it does not violate the laws of human ethics, it can be fulfilled.

What does he want to make?

In front of everyone's eyes, the young man who was the leader of the new Houyi Festival rushed to the audience on the sidelines.

There sat a handsome couple.

The young man pounced on him and hugged the lady among them.

"Sister, I did it, look at you!"

"Excellent!" said the lady, patting him on the head.

"Sister, you said that when I was a child, I said that I wanted to fight martial arts like my father, win the championship, go to the border, kill the enemy, compete with Houyi, and win the top - now I have done it all!" The little milk dog laughed with a mouthful of snow-white bright teeth, and a dimple on one side of his cheeks.

"Yes, you do what you say, man!" said his sister, giving him a thumbs up, "and what kind of wish are you going to make? ”

The little milk dog's eyes are bright, as if they are full of starlight, moonlight, and sunshine.

He looked at the crowd of officials and people, and the crowd of officials and people looked at him.

Time goes by, and the years change.

The heroes of the previous generation are fading away from their brilliance and turning into an indelible legend in the annals of history.

And a new generation of leaders is also rising, stepping on the journey of the glory and achievements of their predecessors, composing a new legend of their own.

He smiled, youthful and heroic.

"My wish is to be a hero. I, Yan Jinglong, want to be the number one in the world, a hero of the world!"

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