331 The Emperor's Invitation [2nd Watch]

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In the space on the border of the Himean star field, a relatively small saucer-shaped spaceship swims flexibly among the stars, dark in color, very inconspicuous, and does not have a long tail like a meteor behind it, and it is extremely fast.

Inside the spaceship, there are no rooms, no control rooms, wheelhouses, bridges and other conventional settings, only a square. The square is very large, and the overall ratio exceeds the space that can be limited by the outer shell of the spaceship, like a small continent, with mountains, rivers and lakes, and artificial sun, moon and stars overhead. White columns of special material stand tall and form a roofless temple in the center of the continent.

In the garden in the center of the temple, a beautiful melody is wafting melodiously, and on both sides of the round table carved with strange beasts, two people are sitting on a large chair with a back, gossiping, one of them is Long Tianjun, the Star Knight Inspector.

The other was an old man in a red gold-rimmed robe, and judging by his demeanor, he had great respect for the old man.

The old man's belly-length white beard was fluffy, with curly white hair, and his eyes were always smiling, full of amiability. The old man's temperament is wonderful, he looks at you, like the old grandfather next door, when he looks away, it is like a statue of a god sitting on top of the main hall, distant and full of majesty.

However, there is always less time to be like a god, because no matter where you stand, even if you are standing behind the old man, it always gives the impression that the old man is always paying attention to himself.

The inexplicable chant melody sounded abruptly, disrupting the originally relaxed and casual melody in the garden, and even in momentum. The original melody was suppressed.

"Huh. Suddenly there was a sound of doubt in the air, and then, the relaxed and casual melody that had been suppressed suddenly increased. The rhythm also picked up and regained the home field.

The melody of the newly intrusive chant added the girl's ethereal singing, and although the volume did not increase, it once again vaguely suppressed the relaxation of listening to the afternoon tea.

The old man, who had been drinking the tea, tilted his head slightly, and looked at the source of the chant with a smile.

Long Tianjun's face was slightly gloomy, and he shouted lightly: "Xiling, don't mess around." ”

Behind a statue of a goddess commonly found in the garden. There was a little boy of seven or eight years old, with vague characteristics of Chi Xiling between his eyebrows, but the person was shrunk. is short, I'm afraid the weight is still about the same as in the past, the whole human flesh is whirring, and the chin has three layers. Long silver hair stood up with a dark green jade crown on top of his head. At this time, he was playing with a fat face, fiddling with a spherical brain, and the melody of the chant came from the brain.

"No nonsense. The voice is crisp and childish, and it can be said to be male and female.

The two melodies are still fighting each other.

Long Tianjun leaned over apologetically towards the old man.

"It was another child who was messing around, and the sound of chants had drifted through every corner of Himia. The singing voice is malleable, Adam. Find the singer's location. After seeing the autumn leaves, we will meet the singer again. The old man waved his hand. The voice is not at all vicissitudes of life, it is as clear as a young man, but it always has a faint echo, as if it comes from far away.

"It's Su Xue's song. Chi Xiling picked up the spherical brain, ran lightly with a spherical body, came to the old man's side, and said seriously: "I can hear it, it is Su Xue's song, many years ago, Su Xue would sing a hymn." Well, now it sings better. ”

"Su Xue, the singer is the Holy Painter Red Leaves?" the old man changed his teacup and stared at Chi Xiling.

"Well, Su Xue is very good, she can draw and sing. Chi Xiling straightened his little stomach and nodded heavily.

"Thank you Xiaolong for the recommendation, it's really worth looking forward to, and I hope she is qualified to be a candidate. The old man smiled and turned the teaglass: "Adam, speed up, I can't wait to meet this little girl Su Xue, who can draw and sing, is very powerful." ”

"You won't be disappointed, seventeen or eighteen-year-old Sage, who didn't rely on any potions, even in a mid-level civilization, it's not bad. Long Tianjun said.

In space, the speed of the saucer-shaped spaceship is faster, and looking at the route, it seems to be heading straight towards the Himian Imperial Capital Star City.

Imperial Capital Arena, early this morning, less than seven o'clock, the audience that can accommodate five million people has more than eighty percent, several important entrances are still a large number of people pouring in, yesterday's chant accident, did not affect today's duel, even, some people take yesterday's chant, as a blessing for the victory of today's duel.

At ten o'clock, the first layer of transparent protective shield was raised on the arena, and the three thousand students of the Himian Physical Academy performed martial arts in it, and then it was a visual feast organized by the spiritual superpowers, and the energy of various colors of wind, fire, thunder, lightning, wood and water bloomed, more dazzling than fireworks, causing waves of applause.

At half past nine, the Emperor of Heaven appeared in the lounge, and the person in charge of the arena breathed a sigh of relief, although the Imperial Capital Arena had even held the Venerable Competition, and the two sides of today's competition were just saints, but the propaganda of the previous day had turned today's game into a competition between a third-level civilization and a fourth-level civilization, whether it was the Congress or the royal family, they had already been asked, and even several neighboring third-level civilizations had sent a message, and there was no room for failure.

"Your Excellency the Emperor of Heaven, you can count it, we have prepared the strongest battle armor for you, but we have not been able to contact you, it is still twenty-nine minutes, you can adapt as soon as possible......" The person in charge warmly greeted the waiter to put on the battle armor for the Emperor of Heaven.

In the Battle of the Sage, even the latest creature mechs are not useful, but the protective warframes are very suitable.

Because of the Gaia accident in the Himean Empire, the time to upgrade the fourth-level civilization is about to be postponed, whether it is the high-level of the empire or the ordinary people, they are holding their breath in their hearts, today's game, if the Emperor wins, Himia can be regarded as regaining a little face.

"I don't need these things, get in the way. The Emperor of Heaven refused without hesitation, he originally wanted to come a minute before the war, but he felt uncomfortable seeing Xiao Jin and Sang Sang tired of it, so he simply arrived one in one hand and arrived early.

"It's out of the way, it doesn't affect your use of energy, you just try it. According to our inquiry, Lord Brim not only has a battle armor and body, but also a star-rated weapon, Your Excellency the Emperor of Heaven, you better sit down a little to protect yourself......" The person in charge pleaded bitterly.

Sang Sang picked up Xiao Jin, who was thrown aside by the Emperor of Heaven, and sat aside.

Only then did the person in charge see Sangsang, and his eyes lit up: "You are Your Excellency the Holy Painter, right? I have heard your prestige for a long time, and it is the first time I have seen a real person, and it is really a young talent, can I ask for a healing work......

Sang Sang frowned slightly.

The person in charge slapped his mouth and hurriedly apologized: "It's rude, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Holy Painter, please persuade Your Excellency the Emperor of Heaven, this set of battle armor is really good for self-defense, it is the proud work of Your Excellency Ba Shi, and even the attacks of the Beginner Venerable can be resisted." ”

Sang Sang arranged Xiao Jin's small bow tie, and said without raising his head: "Emperor of Heaven, if you are not completely sure, you can wear a battle armor." ”

The Heavenly Emperor sat on the side, cross-legged: "No need." ”

No matter how good the armor is, in terms of protection, can it compare to the space enchantment? Not to mention the time enchantment, and further time and space enchantment, as long as he stands in the gap between time and space, unless the other party has a weapon that can penetrate time and space, he will be invincible.

Xiao Jin was busy for most of the night last night, and found out how old the young master Brim was when he started not wetting the bed, obviously although the other party has a star-rated space sword, he has no problem with time, let alone time and space.

In the past three years, the Heavenly Emperor has fought with an average of five or six Venerable Beings every month, and the Venerable of Himia, except for a very few, has been picked by him all over again, some have lost and some have won, he has exposed time and space, but he has never used the realm of time and space. Now that Xiao Jin has woken up, Himia is already in control, and it is almost time to leave, and he is not ready to keep a low profile anymore, today, if necessary, let that young master who looks like a dog often taste the realm of time and space.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty, Your Majesty is here. A waiter ran in and shouted in a low voice.

The person in charge was excited, shouted to everyone, and took the lead to greet him, and before he had taken a few steps, a majestic middle-aged man in civilian clothes had appeared at the door, his eyes glanced at the room lightly, ignoring the person in charge who nodded and walked in, standing in front of the Emperor.

The Emperor of Heaven was still sitting, his feet were still raised high, his arms were behind his head, his clothes had already slipped down, his upper body was naked, his trousers were high, his navel was not exposed, he was chewing jerky in his mouth, and he looked at His Majesty the Emperor lazily, not only did he not mean to salute, but he did not even mean to get up.

Several other people in the room had stomach aches, heart aches, and headaches together.

His Majesty the Emperor did not release his Venerable Majesty's coercion, nor did he mean to be angry, but just solemnly said: "In today's battle, you must win but not lose." ”

The Emperor of Heaven responded dispensably vaguely, and the ugliness in his eyes was not lacking at all. If it weren't for the fact that Young Master Brim provoked him, he made up his mind to trample the other party's pride under his feet, just by virtue of the emperor's words, he really wanted to deliberately let go of the water to lose. Anyway, for him, all moral dignity and face are floating clouds.

His Majesty the Emperor was so measured, the expression on his face did not change at all, and he just turned his head to look at Sang Sang.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and licked his lips, he bet that the Emperor must have been very annoyed in his heart, because the green tendons on the back of his hands were violent. However, today's game is too important, he represents Himia, even if the emperor is angry, he will not do it before the game, as for after the game, he is trying to challenge the emperor, so he just has a fight.

Sang Sang's behavior was as well-behaved as her appearance, the Emperor of Heaven didn't move, but she stood up with Xiao Jin in her arms.

"Holy painter Momiji, you are very good. His Majesty the Emperor said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the compliment. Sang Sang looked very honored.

Maybe Sang Sang's expression was too real, His Majesty the Emperor thought of the corpses in front of the palace, his stomach churned a little, he looked at Xiao Jin, who was holding Sang Sang's neck and looked smart, his eyes stopped on Xiao Jin's facial features for a second, and then said: "The competition is about to start, and the Holy Painter will sit on the rostrum with me." ”

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