Star Iron, but the amount of animation

And beside her, there was another woman.

She had black hair and green eyes, and was wearing a...very romantic cheongsam. The slits on both sides almost went past the base of her thighs, and there was a black hollowed-out design on her abdomen, through which her small belly button could be seen. Her facial features were delicate and gentle, and she had the graceful temperament of a Jiangnan woman.

They occasionally talked to each other, but most of the time it was between the robot and the girl. The girl with the gentle face was the one who rarely spoke.

Behind them, about dozens of steps away, stood a tall woman with purple hair and purple eyes. Most of her clothes were also purple. Her long bangs covered her left eye, and her face had a confused look.

She looked up at the sign indicating the direction on the road and blinked in confusion.

A white-haired woman passed by her, with a black cloth covering her eyes, looking like a blind person.

She walked and looked at everything around her, remaining silent the whole time.

Some of these people had their own unique information channels, and through communication with each other, they all had some idea of ​​the outcome of the war.

To mortals like them, even ordinary messengers, this Qu'e Ding'an seemed to be no different from a star god.

The Star God could crush them with just a glance, and the young man only needed to move a finger.

In this case, it becomes very important to find out his situation. Even if you can't make friends with him, at least you have to find out his attitude.

As for some more.

Just come here to join in the fun, or just happen to meet old friends.

It can be said that they are like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The meeting time was set at 2:30 p.m.

Xianzhou will provide lunch boxes for everyone attending the meeting, but you need to pick them up yourself.

But the scene was not crowded, because the construction of this square this time adopted the latest cave structure technology, with folded spaces everywhere. It looks small but is actually large, and these caves are not all on the same level.

There are many buildings similar to Sky Islands floating in the sky, which can accommodate almost as many people as those on the ground, and the movie-watching experience will be much better.

It may be a bit far away from the boy, and ordinary people may not even be able to see his face clearly, but there will be equipment to broadcast the live broadcast, so you can just watch it on the big screen.

As the time approached 2:00 p.m., the crowd was organized to enter the venue in an orderly manner and sat in their seats. Looking from a distance, the heads of people moved like ears of wheat in a ripe wheat field, which was spectacular.

It is estimated that the number of people who came to attend the ceremony was at least 500 million, and if the venue had not been packed, the number of people who wanted to attend would definitely be far more than that.

People looked at the empty platform in the center of the square, which was actually not that big, and it was a bit noisy for a moment.

They discussed everything related to the boy, guessed how he would appear, talked about his past glory, and looked forward to the future with him. Some people who had the honor of having contact with the boy boasted about that experience, but could easily harvest the envy of the people around them.

Joy was reflected on their faces, and the celebratory atmosphere even completely overshadowed the shadow brought by the tragic war a few days ago.

Everything is ready, only a ray of east wind is missing.

As for that ray of east wind, it is currently on the highest sky island.

A man and a woman stood at the very edge of the island, looking down at the dark crowd below.

"It seems like there are a lot of people."

An Jing scratched the back of his neck.

"Cowarded?"

Jingyuan glanced at him.

"That's not enough."

The young man was wondering where he had come from.

These people are probably far from even a fraction of the fraction of intelligent life that has died at his hands so far.

"But this is the first time I've been openly watched by so many living people."

"If you can't do it, just read the script. It's not embarrassing."

"No, hehe."

The girl was too lazy to pay attention to this bitch.

She looked at the time, then walked to An Jing and reached out to help him tidy up his clothes.

"Okay, it's almost time, let's pack up and get ready to go on stage."

As if he was worried, he couldn't help but mutter, "Please don't say anything weird or messy. Today, not only the people in the Immortal Boat are watching us, but the whole universe is watching us."

"So what is weird and messy?"

Jing Yuan rolled his eyes at him.

Then, she reached out and hugged him again, burying her head in his arms.

An Jing didn't say anything else. He just smiled, reached out to hug her back, and touched her head.

This little girl is much more anxious than him.

General Shen Ce would certainly not be nervous because of such a grand occasion, but after all, it was him, not her, who would be the one giving the speech.

As the saying goes, too much care leads to confusion, and there is some truth to it.

The boy exhaled and patted her head.

"gone."

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The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Jing Yuan let go of his hands, closed his eyes, and took two deep breaths.

Then she turned around and left, going to her own seat.

............

.......

In fact, there was no one enforcing discipline at the scene, because no one thought they could step onto the not-so-big round platform before Qu'e Ding'an.

However, before entering, everyone here was given a castrated version of the simple jade omen, which was specifically used to serve this meeting.

It provides directions, calling, reminders, conversations and messaging functions.

As time jumped from 28 to 29, even though there was no one to enforce discipline and remind the crowd to keep quiet, the noise in the venue disappeared at the same time. In this inexplicably tense atmosphere, almost everyone couldn't help but subconsciously hold their breath and cast their eyes on the round stage in the center of the venue, which was surrounded and watched by hundreds of millions of people.

This last minute really felt so long. Countless people stared at the stage without blinking, for fear of missing any details.

And when the number changed from 29 to 30, a beautiful young man in black quietly appeared on the stage, without any sound or disturbance, as if he had been standing there and they just hadn't noticed.

An Jing looked down at the people below the stage. Wherever his eyes reached, every pair of eyes was staring at him blankly, as if seeing him was like fulfilling some incredible dream in life. Their eyes began to turn red.

In order to prevent someone from accidentally crying and spreading the word, which would cause the entire venue to be filled with tears and people would think he was dead, the boy decided to take preemptive action.

He raised an eyebrow.

"No one is cheering? Are you dissatisfied with my shabby appearance? How about I go back and think of a cool way to make my debut before coming back?"

The boy's voice was not loud, but with the transmission and amplification of the microphone, it reached everyone's ears very easily.

The crowd was silent for half a second, and then, earth-shaking cheers suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the entire venue. They rushed to shout, fearing that their voices would be overshadowed by the people next to them.

An Jing was also startled for a moment. He didn't expect everyone to be so united. He thought it would take a while before the quarrel started.

He raised one hand and clenched it in vain. The deafening shouting stopped abruptly, as disciplined as a robot that had been given instructions.

The boy didn't let them shout any more. Firstly, he felt that everyone seemed to be trying too hard and their throats would not be able to bear it; secondly, he saw some people whose ears were bleeding but they were still staring at him with flushed faces as if they didn't notice. Isn't it a bit too exaggerated?

After all, he came here specifically to see him. No matter what An Jing said, he couldn't let him come in intact and leave in a disfigured state, right?

The life force that was diluted to a level that was suitable for normal human absorption dissipated as if it were free, spreading at an incredible speed and filling the entire venue in an instant. It was either inhaled with the air or seeped into the human body through the pores on the surface of the body.

Soon after, many people suddenly found that their spirits seemed to have become much more excited, their bodies became more active, and they seemed to be filled with endless energy. Many places that had hidden injuries or diseases no longer seemed to hurt.

Basically, as long as it is not a difficult and complicated disease that has penetrated deep into the bone marrow, most of the symptoms can be cured with this method.

"Ruan Mei, what do you think of this move?"

The brown-haired, purple-eyed girl who looked like a doll mentioned earlier turned around and asked the woman beside her whom she called.

Ruan Mei pondered for a moment: "As far as the technique is concerned, it's not complicated."

She stretched out her hand, as if she was stirring the air, but in fact she was feeling the active life force in it: "But judging by the speed at which it fills the hall and the duration of its duration, the energy required... is incalculable."

To put it simply, there is no mechanism, just numbers.

It was indeed as she said, there was no difficulty in the boy's move, and even a random fate walker with a rich fate could do something similar, but if you wanted to cover the venue at once and keep it going, that was something that required the realm of the messenger.

Moreover, An Jing thought that since they had already released them, there was no need to limit them to the venue, so he simply continued to release them until the entire fairy boat was covered, and then he stopped.

"What about the greeting? Even if it's over."

The young man on the stage smiled, looking very casual and relaxed.

An Jing really felt no pressure at all, and even felt more relaxed than before going on stage.

When it comes to giving a speech or a talk, the main source of pressure actually comes from the reactions of the people listening to you.

If you knew that no matter what you said, the audience would cheer for you regardless of anything, and every word you said would be the indisputable truth in their ears, would you still be nervous about speaking in front of them?

Even the most self-deprecating person may be infected by this atmosphere and become confident.

"Today, I invite everyone to attend this forum. Actually, I only have one thing to discuss."

Only the young man's voice echoed in the entire venue. When he was not speaking, it was as quiet as if no one was there. People consciously held their breathing and did not want to make any noise.

"That is the grudge between me and our Emperor Bow Siming."

He said calmly, words that made people dare not even breathe.

"But it seems a bit too much to say that it's a grudge."

An Jing thought about it.

"It should be considered a small misunderstanding, right?"

To be honest, he actually doesn't quite know.

After all, Lan was like a mute and didn't say a word. He didn't know why He shot him with an arrow for no apparent reason. He could only guess.

But speculation is just speculation no matter what, and perhaps the facts will be very different.

But it doesn't matter.

Anyway, the young man had almost killed Him, so his revenge had been taken.

As for what Lan thinks?

Who cares? If you don’t agree, come and fight again.

"I won't keep you in suspense, so that you won't be too nervous. It's bad for your heart."

"A few days ago, I went to talk to Emperor Gong Siming and talked it out."

He thought about how to describe this.

"To make a long story short, we had a fight, but there was no winner. Someone else interfered, so the matter was dropped. He went after his old enemy, and I came back to look after the place."

"Pretty much...that's it?"

The entire conference hall was shrouded in deathly silence.

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The boy thought that this was pretty clear, right?

Although it may sound a bit shocking, it is indeed the truth.

There was no misunderstanding or disagreement, just a "friendly" exchange, and after it was over he went back to look after the place.

You must understand what it means to watch the scene.

As for what beliefs or what not...

Well...it may be a bit hurtful to say, but An Jing has never believed in any star gods from the beginning to the end. He has never believed in anything except himself.

But most of the time he even feels that he is not very reliable.

Therefore, he couldn't express his faith directly, and he felt that lying was unnecessary.

That's too low a price.