Holy Light, This Elf is Worth a Hammer

elf master,

Pokémon Master!

What the elves bring us is not only powerful, but also the fetters accumulated over time, exciting battles, the joy of overcoming difficulties and the frustration after losing the game, all of which are borne by them.

They will always be by your side, listening to your troubles, sorrows and joys.

"I miss my big wolfhound a little bit. Tomorrow, I'll buy some of its favorite bones and send them back."

"I don't know if Oo Tachi is still in the place where I released it."

"Fucking genetic modification! If I can't climb up to the master in this life, I won't climb. I'm tired. Now I just need you to be by my side."

"Huh? Are these guys sick?"

The power of music is not omnipotent, it is just a bridge called fetters awakened by the memory of the soul. Compared with those trainers of noble origin, the base of grassroots trainers undoubtedly accounts for more in this world, and they set foot on The purpose of the journey is also more pure.

Feng Xian just stood there quietly, silently watching the reactions of the trainers on the field.

Some didn’t respond or even had some doubts, some looked gloomy and scolded Fengxian for meddling in his own business, some fell into deep memories, some simply hugged the Gene Beast beside them and wept bitterly, of course more still called Feng Xian. A trainer who has truly bonded with the elves, who has created a tight embrace of the elves.

What makes Fengxian gratified is that this number is not rare.

Since the appearance of the Gene Beast, what Feng Xian was afraid of was not its circulation around the world, but his fear that the appearance of the Gene Beast would shatter the beauty of elves in people's minds.

They are living elves, not weapons that can be transformed at will!

Feng Xian slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and white aura faintly ignited from Feng Xian's body.

"Mark all 5000 people on stage."

"Can it be done?"

"Hey, who do you think you're talking to right now?"

Chi Hong propped her head up helplessly, looking at the noisy companions in front of her.

"If I had this f*cking lineup back then, there wouldn't be such a thing as super ancient."

"..."

Chapter 801 Assemble!Attack the tyrant!

"Every audience who leaves the venue, please leave in an orderly manner. Our staff will give you special gifts. Guests in the privileged area can take a rest in their original positions and participate in the backstreet girl's handshake meeting later."

The curtain closed, and the sweet broadcast was still playing in the theater.

Jin Zhongyun, who had been sitting on the special seat for a long time and hadn't left for a long time, changed his face even more. He neither flocked to the front desk like those fans who were attracted to the front desk eager to add money to attend a handshake meeting, nor did he like those who had a heart for Feng Xian. Malicious audiences also left quickly after the concert.

He is still immersed in the beauty of meeting Fengxian for the first time. The moment of seeing him for the first time is a heartbeat that he will never forget for a long time. As a son of a family of the United Federation, he has never seen any kind of woman, but only for a second. Zhong said that the person who sucked his whole soul away was the first one.

but--

Why is he a man!

How could he be a man!

Jin Zhongyun was as depressed as he was at the moment when he first met.

Unwilling to accept the reality, he even began to imagine a scene where Hua Mulan joined the army instead of his father, and the more he imagined, the more humble and disgusted Jin Zhongyun felt about his thoughts at the moment.

I!The proud son of heaven, the brave man of the future, actually doubted life because of a man who was at a loss?

"go!"

"Um, master... are you not going to the handshake meeting?"

As Jin Zhongyun's follower, he still looks forward to attending the handshake meeting of the backstreet girls. He has no other intentions but simply wants to shake the hands of those girls.

"..."

Looking at their young master's murderous gaze, they quickly lowered their heads as followers. Although the girl's hands were soft, they didn't want to be thrown into the laboratory and transformed into inhuman things because of this.

"What? Aren't you going to meet your old enemy?"

Looking at Cang Lanxing, who was sitting on his seat with a relaxed expression on his face, preparing to go to the handshake meeting, Jin Zhongyun's corner of his eyes flashed a ruthless look.

Jin Zhongyun snorted disdainfully for Cang Lanxing's behavior of not opening which pot and lifting which pot: "Old enemy? You think highly of him too much. I hope you can advance to the third round by then."

"Otherwise it would be too lonely without a decent opponent in the final."

After finishing speaking, Jin Zhongyun ignored Cang Lanxing's white eyes and led his two followers away without looking back.

As soon as they walked out of the gate of the theater, a hot-figured Yujie handed them three membership cards with the logo of Backstreet Girls printed on them.

Normally, Jin Zhongyun might still take a look at them a few times, but now that his mind is in a mess, when he sees these three membership cards, he will only think of the beautiful figure on the stage that makes his heart move.

After throwing all three membership cards to his attendants, Jin Zhongyun left.

He needs to be alone now.

After the curtain call of the first performance, the IP of Backstreet Girl is like a fine wine that has been brewing for thousands of years, reaching its peak at the moment of opening.

Especially Fengxian's SOLO in women's clothing will blow up the entire post bar, and with the selfless dedication of a person surnamed Xue.

A photo of Feng Xian swaying his youth on the stage was sought after by countless fans, which almost paralyzed the alliance's network again.

Leaving aside the turbulent Internet, the fans who are still in the empire are still hanging the gifted membership cards on their chests with straight joysticks as if they were in the New Year, for fear that others will not know that they are the first batch of spectators to watch the show. The last two curious ones can directly chat with them for half a day.

Of course, with a membership card, there will naturally be things for them to consume.

And this has to mention the two temporarily built buildings next to the theater. After the concert, a super-large high-definition poster that made Fengxian so ashamed that he wanted to get into the soil was hung directly at the door.

This is a support shop for Backstreet Girls fans only.

I have to say that Feng Xian is quite a fan.

You see, 300 is not too much for an original handkerchief, right?Zhao Fengxian's black stockings are only 998!

Backstreet girls use facial masks, skin care milk, sunscreen, cleansing oil, whitening cream, and cleansing water every day.

These cosmetics that Fengxian had accumulated in the past have transformed into top-tier products under the brand effect of Backstreet Girls, and the membership price is only 99998!

I have to say that no matter in that world, women's money is always the best.

The Duke of Seven Colors, who was so excited because of the big sales of the concert, saw the group of crazy female customers crowded in front of the store, especially when the majority of consumers were nuns and priests of the church, an indescribable desolation finally turned into Helpless sigh.

At this moment, they may be able to understand Long Yao's contradiction at this moment, and they have to admit that it is a blessing for the empire to have such a person.

Ran Mu Xiuyu Lin Feng will destroy it, just like Zhao Shizi's overly dazzling star will always sting some people's nerves.

If such a person cannot be fully controlled in his hands, he will be an unstable bomb. Now, any technology developed by Fengxian can become the capital of a country, coupled with the popularity of the sky at that time, and then Plus the title of alternate hero.

Even if he fails to become a true brave in the future, it is already a certainty to succeed the two old men, Long Yao, as the Heavenly King.

Thinking of the pity on the face of the colorful duke, all the regrets had subsided, and then a little bit of ruthlessness emerged.

"If you want to blame, you can blame Long Yao for not having so many geniuses..."

Being able to sit on the Duke's seat, the Duke of Seven Colors is of course not a fool. As the commander of the empire, his vision is farther than that of ordinary people. His ambition can be seen from the nobles at home and abroad in the United Nations to jointly resist the Pope's oppression and influence.

It is true that the existence of Fengxian is like adrenaline giving the dying empire a chance to breathe, but this is not a long-term solution after all.

In other words, it would be the most foolish to use these as a means of saving the country. The Duke of Seven Colors knew very well that there could be no second Zhao Fengxian or Ji Luo in this world.

Their talent in music cannot be reproduced by the efforts of several generations of the empire. If they only rely on the profit sharing of the theater, they will undoubtedly quench their thirst with poison.

Firstly, Fengxian has the freedom of choice, but the empire does not have them. What they have is just a stage for Fengxian to perform, and there are such stages all over the world.

Secondly, the Duke of Seven Colors is also afraid, afraid that Zhao Fengxian will become the second pope.

At that time, the empire cooperated with the weak Holy See, and the empire obtained advanced medical technology and precious military occupations, but the price they paid was nothing more than allowing them to teach and collect beliefs. After development, it almost became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

And the madness of the fans nowadays made the Duke of Seven Colors see the shadow of fanatics.

There must never be a second Pope in the Shenguang Empire.

Although there are still risks in the plan to destroy and then build, once the empire is completed, it will no longer be afraid of anyone's face and become the head of the three empires.

When the Duke of Seven Colors was arranging the plan, why didn't Feng Xian, who was in the dressing room, make the arrangements?

At the handshake meeting, a few lucky ones holding blue membership cards even got the chance to have one-on-one interviews with backstreet girls!

One-on-one interviews!

When they saw the most mysterious singer among the people being interviewed, the jealous fans almost rioted on the spot. Of course, this is all a later story.

"So, what is the purpose of making you hold such a hasty concert at the expense of women's clothing?"

Gan Liu shook the membership card in his hand, looking at Feng Xian Gan Liu who was squeezing time to touch up his makeup in front of him felt fresh.

According to his intelligence information, Zhao Fengxian should be someone who really hates other people treating him as a woman.

"What do you think?"

"I didn't understand at first, until I listened to your singing." Gan Liu lifted the glasses on his face, "But I don't think you are the whole picture of your plan, relying on music to awaken the trainer's desire for elves Love is too naive, and the efficiency is also very low, which is not in line with your pragmatic style."

"Yes, it seems that it is right to invite you. The real purpose of my holding this concert is for the qualifiers of this conference."

"Preliminary selection?" Gan Liu frowned. Before coming, he had thought a lot and even anticipated some events that might be beyond his expectation.

In fact, it was indeed somewhat unexpected, but it also made it puzzled, such a grand concert was held just for a preliminary selection?

How afraid are you that you won't be able to enter the preliminaries!

"You're right, just using music to awaken people's love for elves is really not efficient, but as a battle for braves that has attracted worldwide attention, if all the so-called invincible genetic beasts are eliminated in the preliminary selection, what do you think will happen? ?”

Feng Xian narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth.

Hearing this, Qianliu raised his head, and a picture of this black industrial chain being destroyed by angry consumers seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

"Tell me what do you want me to do?"

"Let me release the news that the secret of the ruins has been captured by me. After the concert is over, I will personally unlock the seal of the ruins and release the beasts in the ruins."

"..."

Chapter 802 How did the divine beast lose by riding on the face?

The grand performance came to a perfect end in the middle of the night.

Many people who looked at backstreet girls with colored glasses in the past have remembered Zhao Fengxian's name since tonight, and his existence will become a legend in Shenguang Empire. There is no doubt that tonight's MVP belongs to Zhao Fengxian.

After the day's performance, the members of the girl group, who are rarely seen on weekdays, held an open-air reception, which intoxicated countless people.