At the same time, on the huge square outside the Holy City, people came and went, just like when Song Ren first came, there was a buzzing sound, and people were crowded everywhere.

But at this moment, a huge roar suddenly came from the sky, and then, on the cyan floor tiles, a huge black shadow began to shroud down, like a dark cloud.

When everyone looked up, they realized that it was a huge black ship that was not as big as words, like a small city that could be moved.

The hull of the ship is black throughout, as if it has been tempered by a thousand tempers, and the black light is shining.

There are also some mysterious ancient patterns that appear and disappear from time to time, flashing with a little mysterious brilliance, and a sense of ancient vicissitudes comes to the face.

It looks like an indestructible weapon, and it contains extremely terrifying power.

When some people saw the huge black-eyed pattern on the hull, they immediately shut their mouths, avoided it as soon as possible, and gave way to land.

What are you kidding, this is the exclusive spaceship of our Northern Yinye Dynasty, how did you get to the Holy City today?

As the huge dock descended, with the turn of gears and the pull of iron chains, rows of stairs of unknown material creaked down and landed on the floor tiles.

Immediately after, out of that door, a group of golden-armored warriors with the same weapons came out, exuding a huge coercion, and stood in two rows with a sonorous sound.

What a mighty and domineering soldier.

There was an uproar.

Then, an old man in a white green shirt, with his hands behind his back, walked out with a smile, although he was silent, everyone could feel their hearts sinking, as if they were facing a peerless beast.

This old man is so terrifyingly coercive.

"Third Grandpa-" In the crowd, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded, and then, a blue shadow pounced violently and directly into Xia Lin's arms.

Looking at Xia Zhilan's coquettishness, Xia Lin suddenly smiled and pulled her up dotingly.

"I thought you were crazy out and didn't plan to come back, but at this time, I remembered your third grandfather and I came." Xia Lin touched Xia Zhilan's little brain and laughed.

"How is it possible, even if I forget my father, I won't forget your third grandfather," Xia Zhilan looked very happy.

Originally, she was about to leave earlier, but she didn't expect to get the news that the third grandfather would come to the Holy City, so she stepped on the teleportation array and rested for two days.

This is finally possible to go back, and it is estimated that my father will be scolded miserably.

"Stop!" The next moment, the weapons of the golden sergeants on both sides crossed and blocked a fat man with an embarrassed face.

Xia Zhilan sighed helplessly, and Xia Lin laughed even more.

This Brother Ke's grandson is really inseparable, he can meet him anywhere, and his face is really the true inheritance of his family.

Xia Lin nodded, and the sergeants on both sides stepped out of the way.

Ke Pang stepped forward with an embarrassed face, and then saluted: "Junior Ke Yangshu, I've seen Xia Laosan... Grandpa, no, it's Grandpa Xia. ”

Xia Lin's originally smiling face suddenly darkened.

This little fat man looked like he was staying next to his grandfather, and only the guy was screaming all day long.

This kid from the Ke family blurted out because of nervousness, which shows that he has already heard it on weekdays.

Ke Pang couldn't wait to slap his mouth at the moment, why did his mouth slap at the critical moment, he blamed his grandfather, and he was called smooth.

Xia Lin snorted, put Ke Pang aside, and then looked at the front, a group of more than a dozen people wearing different clothes, some with veils and some with masks, came out.

Zhong Jingshan was shocked when he saw that it was Xia Lin who came in person, and hurriedly saluted.

"Junior, Zhong Jingshan, has seen Senior Xia!" Xia Lin protected, unless there was a quasi-emperor from the demon clan, no one would be able to hurt everyone here.

"Get up!" Xia Lin said, and then walked down the boat ladder.

looked at the dozen or so people behind him, as well as Song Ren who was wearing a mask at the back.

These people in front of me are all writers of the centuries under the emperor and the sage, and countless people admire them.

This time, the secret realm of Wensheng was opened again, and in order to prevent any accidents from happening, he personally came out to escort him, who was originally in retreat.

Every writer here has been born with a divine object, even the one who is behind......

Xia Lin had seen Song Ren's outfit on the Internet before, and he had him in this registration, so he couldn't be sloppy.

He raised his hand, and soon, on the huge dock, a ray of light came down and swept over a dozen people.

Everything is normal, there is no means for the demon clan to hide or leave behind.

Xia Lin made a bow: "On behalf of the Yinye Dynasty, welcome to everyone!" ”

Everyone hurriedly saluted: "Don't dare, thank you seniors!" ”

They are writers, but they are also people from the Yinye Dynasty, and this person who even Vice President Zhong is trembling, they don't dare to be rude in the slightest.

"Then I'll verify my identity first!" After Xia Lin finished speaking, he pulled his index finger, and a scroll appeared.

"Writer of the Hundred Ages - Xue Luojun!" Xia Lin took a roll call.

A middle-aged man in the middle walked out.

"In!"

"Welcome, welcome, please board!"

"Thank you, senior, sorry!" After saluting, the man named Xueluojun walked down the ladder towards the boat.

Xia Zhilan, who was at the door of the boat, hurriedly got out of the way.

This turned out to be a writer of the century? Could it be that the secret realm has opened again?

Xia Zhilan also hurriedly saluted to get out of the way, and the middle-aged man also saluted: "I've seen Her Royal Highness the Princess!" ”

Outside, there were hundreds of thousands of people in the square, listening in disbelief to the name of this strong man from the imperial capital.

That person just now was a writer of the century?

I should have heard it right, it's not a boutique, it's not a liufang, it's a hundred generations of writers under the saints, and the group of people behind it-

Everyone seemed to think of something, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

On weekdays, there are even few high-quality writers, but today, Baishi writers are waiting in line to be named, and we are lucky.

And Xia Lin doesn't seem to be afraid that others will know the identity of this group of people at all, if there is a demon clan, it is also good to practice hands.

"Writer of the Hundred Ages - Prodigal Son!"

Walking out alone, everyone's eyes were full of envy and amazement, and the sound of squirming made every writer of the century proud.

"Writers of the Hundred Worlds - Galaxy Diving Moon!"

"Writer of the Hundred Worlds - Mai!"

…………

Until, as the number of personnel continued to decrease, Xia Lin looked at the last one, the person with the mask.

"Writers of the Hundred Worlds - you have the ability to beat me!"

Xia Zhilan, who had just finished worshipping a century-old writer, turned her head violently and looked at her idol.

Ke Fat, who was hung aside by Xia Lin and his waist was numb, his eyes lit up and he immediately turned around.

Oh mom, my brother Song, why are you here, hey, hey, the surprise just now turned a little fiercely, and my water snake-like bucket waist was twisted.

It hurts!

Ke Fat grinned for a while.

Xia Zhilan, who had always wanted to get the signed book of this idol author, ran down the boat ladder for the first time, her eyes were full of excitement, and her face was flushed.

"You, do you really have the ability to beat me?"

Xia Lin coughed dryly and motioned to Xia Zhilan to pay attention to our royal demeanor.

Song Ren didn't expect to meet Ke Pang and Xia Zhilan again, and said humorously with a salute: "I don't dare to hit Her Royal Highness the Princess." ”