On the TV screen, a long figure walked from behind the curtain to the front of the stage.

Huo Bai was dressed in a neat suit, with a gentle and elegant temperament, and he didn't look like he was going to introduce an unearthed antiquity to everyone in the audience, but to give some kind of large-scale speech and press conference.

There were a large number of people below, and there were flashes of magnesium lights from time to time, but no one made a sound, and the scene was solemn and silent.

The young man's eyes fell on the VIP seat in the audience, and then he looked at a feather on the identification table in front of him that was upside down in the glass cover.

Behind him, there is an electronic screen projection, showing the feather in all directions.

With the sound of a deep cello-like timbre, everyone listened to the ancient civilization buried in the dust of history and enough to cause a huge impact on people.

“……”

The moment he saw the feathers, the nobleman sitting in front of the replay program was stunned.

It was as if several successive scenes flashed through his mind.

Cold winter days, ice and snow.

The battlefield of heaven, the collapsed temple......

The nobleman couldn't help but hold his head, and when he saw Huo Bai, the voice that was about to let Father Lan change the channel did not come out of his lips.

He stared at the TV screen almost masochistically, listening to the civilization that was being told......

So that his head hurt more and more, and in just a few minutes, he seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and suddenly hoarsely said: "Now, when is it?" ”

Hearing the hoarse and unpleasant voice around him, Father Lan was startled, and hurriedly turned his head to look, but saw the bloodshot eyes of the blonde man, staring at the TV without turning his eyes, and repeated: "Now, when and what age is it?" ”

Father Lan was a little puzzled, and whispered: "Devon? ”

"I say!" The blonde man suddenly got up from the couch, "It's ...... now"

At the same moment, on the TV screen, Huo Bai finished speaking, pressed his hands on the left and right of the appraisal table, leaned over slightly, and his voice was clear: "Today may be a day worthy of historical commemoration. In xxxx year, in Rome, the myth was born. ”

For some people, his achievements and contributions to the world may be called four words - the important weapon of the country.

There was a thunderous applause from the audience.

Huo Bai's eyes looked at the girl in the VIP seat, and her beautiful phoenix eyes bent slightly.

The fairy curled her lower lip at him.

And the camera captured this scene.

The girl sitting on the VIP seat was wearing a simple and low-key long skirt, and a simple black necklace with the same simple style was worn around her slender neck.

It's just that under the reflection of the lens light, the pitch-black gem of the necklace pendant seems to have some unusual meaning.

In front of the TV, the nobleman who saw this scene froze.

He seemed to finally understand what he had done.

He opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

Ahh

He told himself to speak!

Open your mouth wide.

Silent screaming.

The memories that filled his mind almost burst into his head.

He could only bend down mechanically and press his head hard.

He...... What have you done?

Seeing that the person next to him suddenly trembled, Father Lan got up at a loss and whispered, "Devon? German?? ”

“……”

The blonde man suddenly got up and looked at Father Blue.

The coldness of that glance made the businessmen who had been floating in the business sea for decades instantly fall into an ice cave.

Lan Rui and Madame Lan also heard the movement and walked over, only to see the blonde nobleman suddenly striding upstairs.

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