The Marshal of Drama is fine again today

The high priest had a look of embarrassment on his face: "Your Majesty..."

Mo Ji'an took two steps forward, squinting his eyes.The delicate features of Asians are a little more sharp.He stood on the altar condescendingly and swept away.

Looking up at him, Wei Ming clearly sensed the subtlety of the position, and the viciousness flashed away from the depths of his eyes.

Wei Ming stretched out his finger: "How dare you compete with me in an open and honest manner!"

Mo Ji'an: "Why not."

The ancestor of the Xiang clan glanced at Zong and shook his head helplessly: "After all, you are too young, you will suffer." Go and persuade.He was not optimistic about this newcomer who was gifted by God. Compared with Wei Ming, who had a lot of connections and was gifted by God for many years, Mo Ji'an really had no advantage.It is true that the miracle was caused, and the edict of the first emperor is also true, so there is no need for the little guy to act emotionally.

The bald eagle blocked Zong with his arm, and sneered: "Since it is a battle sent by God, let's just watch it." The ancestor of the elephant clan glanced at him and sighed deeply.

"Sure enough!" Wei Ming grinned.He was very satisfied, this person was really stupid, he had prepared it long ago, and the topic was not easy.As long as Mo Ji'an dares to respond, there will be a catastrophe! "Since it is God's choice, there must be no problem with any divine scroll."

Mo Ji'an smiled slightly, as if Mount Taishan was on top of him without changing his face.

Wei Ming couldn't see him pretending to be so confident, and cursed viciously in his heart: laugh!Let's see if you can laugh out loud!

He held a wooden box engraved with mysterious symbols, "Please."

Seeing this wooden box, the high priest's expression changed suddenly, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

"This is the inscription of the god of meritorious deeds of the founding emperor of the Avro Empire." Wei Ming turned a blind eye and wanted to drag Mo Ji'an off the altar.This thing is sacred and true, but so far no one has been able to fully analyze it, but it is impossible for the empire to spread national ugliness.Therefore, the interstellar people are not aware of this.

The system waved a small flag: "Son, come on, Dad is optimistic about you ヾ(°°)"

Mo Ji'an smiled: "What if I can do it?"

Wei Ming grinned and showed his teeth: "Then I am convinced and respect you as the emperor." After a pause, his teeth were white: "But if you can't decipher it, it means that you are not qualified to be an emperor at all, you are a fake! Liar!" Using beliefs to deceive people is a felony, and you will die for life.

He was a little nervous at first, but when he saw the words in the wooden box, Mo Ji'an felt relieved. Inside was a copy of Sun Tzu's Art of War printed in traditional Chinese.

"Soldiers, the important affairs of the country, the place of life and death, the way of survival, must be investigated..."

Golden light appeared in the sky again.

"It's another miracle! It seems that His Majesty is the emperor chosen by heaven!"

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"How could I not believe Your Majesty just now!" The vacillating interstellar man completely believed it.

Mo Ji'an got stuck, what the hell is that in the sky? !

He calmed his little heart and concentrated on reading.

When the last word was dropped, Mo Ji'an didn't show it on his face, but he was confused in his heart: "System, where did this golden light come from? Is it really magical?"

The system faltered for a long while: "My son, just treat it as a miracle."

What can it say.Could it be that he really sensed the wreckage energy of another terminal?

Mo Ji'an raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly.

Wei Ming recovered from the miracle, trembling in disbelief: "Why, how could you."

Mo Ji'an smiled harmlessly to humans and animals: "Do you want to be loyal to me?"

Wei Ming's face was pale and white, and he wanted to change his face, but the high priest yelled, "Wei Ming! Get back!"

Wei Ming: "Teacher, me!"

The high priest suppressed his excitement, he cared so much about this divine inscription that he forgot to sleep and eat, and was looking forward to deciphering it all.Usually this box is placed in the most conspicuous place of the bookcase, but now it appears here, it can only be because of Wei Ming's private possession!Resentment towards his disciples and expectations of the new emperor surged alternately in his heart, and his mood was very unstable.

High Priest: "What else do you want to say? You didn't steal this inscription?"

"Teacher, I..." Wei Ming's expression changed suddenly.He didn't know why it became like this, all the plans were all...

High Priest: "Take him down and review him later!"

Wei Ming's eyes widened in shock: "Teacher!" Turning to look at the bald eagle: "Marshal..."

The bald eagle took a deep look at him, and raised a deep smile: "I think..." Before he could say a word, no one paid attention, and everyone's attention was on the shining and burly man.

Cong Yuan, who was fiddling with a gold silk bag in the corner, raised his eyes when the golden light appeared, staring fiercely.After being gloomy for a few minutes, he stepped towards the position of the head of the top ten marshals on the stage, with a reckless attitude as if this was his home field.

The adjutant was surprised: "Marshal?"

"Damn it! Yes, that Marshal?! I actually saw a live Marshal Worm!"

"He actually came? One must know that he has never participated in any ceremony of the late emperor!"

"Isn't he in the Extreme North Starfield? Did something really happen over there?!"

Cong Yuan's appearance brought a huge impact to the interstellar world, but the one with the strongest impact was Zong, who looked at him with complicated and guarded eyes.

——What is the purpose of this man? !

The bald eagle's eyes darkened.

Zong imitated his previous actions: "Since it is a battle sent by God, we are not qualified to intervene."

The beast eyes of the bald eagle falcon were fierce: "You."

Zong calmly smiled: "Besides, you'd better stay calm, after all, that marshal is not easy to get along with."

The bald eagle gritted its teeth apprehensively, and its feathers fell down, temporarily ignoring Wei Ming who was taken down in despair.

Mo Ji'an scrutinized the legendary "rebellious" marshal without a trace, the only man in the interstellar with a two-letter Chinese name is tall and leggy, with a tall and straight figure, his military boots make a rattling sound, and his stern facial features can be mixed for entertainment lock up!

This is the strongest man in the universe.

As expected of a reckless person, Cong Yuan was wrapped around his body with a ferocious aura, and leaned back in his chair as if no one else was around.As for what day it is today, who the protagonist looks like, it has nothing to do with him, and he has no interest in taking a look.This kind of defiant and rude attitude did arouse many people to complain, but he still went his own way, fiddled with something, and stared at the sky in a daze.

Because Wei Ming interrupted the grand ceremony, the high priest was not happy at all, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he endured it.He held the crown tremblingly and put it on the head of the new emperor: "Congratulations, the Avro Empire has been handed over to you, Your Majesty!"

With extra weight on his head, Mo Ji'an took a deep look at him, and turned to the square: "I, Mo Ji'an, took over the position of the 32nd emperor of the Avro Empire, and since then I have obeyed the imperial edict and protected my hundreds of millions of people!" The golden light is still hovering in the sky, and the picture is even more gorgeous.

The system stared at the sky solemnly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Who the hell, with such heaven-defying energy, actually directly destroyed the trading system!

No, it has to do something.

The golden clouds in the sky floated randomly, but it just so happened that Mo Ji'an finished his oath, and the golden light began to rotate regularly.

Cong Yuan's animal pupils froze, with fierce killing intent.

The system let out a wow, just when it was about to recover the energy of the system plane, it was interfered by human beings!

No one knows about the secret rivalry between the two, but what people saw was that the golden light slowly descended and turned into two copies, one in Mo Ji'an's hands, and the other in Cong Yuan's hands... bag.

Staring at the golden ball in his hand melting into his body little by little, Mo Ji'an was stunned: "??"

What the hell is this? !

Ah?Energy robbed?

A dark light flashed in Cong Yuan's cold eyes, circling around the man's dark head.

With a squeak, the cloth was swallowed by the golden light, revealing a lock of long black hair swaying in the golden light.

Mo Ji'an blinked: "...Huh?"

Fuck!Isn't that my hair?How did you run to that person...

No, wait a minute, is he the owner of the gold ingot? !

Although he gave it to a hairball, the fact that hundreds of millions of people have witnessed is that he and the strongest man in the interstellar world have secretly exchanged love.

The system didn't expect the thing to prolapse, so it hurriedly put away its energy and didn't dare to make a sound.

Cong Yuan hid the momentary surprise in his eyes, squinted his eyes and looked up and down the new emperor on the altar, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Zong had been secretly on guard when he saw Marshal Chong, he had no idea that this man's purpose was this.Under the eyes of everyone, in the blessing ceremony of the gods, this friendship must be recognized whether it is recognized or not.

Mo Ji'an was dumbfounded: "System, how does this count?"

System: "Hey, you have been blessed by the gods. Son, be happy."

Convex (艹盘艹) happy ghost!

Mo Ji'an exploded on the spot. He is a man with young roots. It is impossible for him to marry a man who is two meters tall.

The system is in a dilemma: "My son, the situation just now is roughly equivalent to that you have already got married under the witness of the whole world."

Sorry, Dad accidentally married you.

I'm sooooooooooooooo!

Not to mention the two protagonists, the whole world has been dumbfounded.

"Oh! No wonder Marshal Bug, who has never appeared in the central star field, is here! So that's how it is!"

"Oh my god, I suddenly feel so romantic! Marshal Chong is so cool, and His Majesty is also cute! Matching face!"

"Your Majesty is so thin, can he stand the demands of the strongest man in the interstellar world?"

"Kiss one kiss one! Kiss one kiss one!"

The adjutant was dumbfounded: "So, the marshal's little thing is the new emperor's hair?!"

After the ceremony was over, the interstellar people were still enthusiastically discussing matters concerning His Majesty and the husband.Automatically completed the "love story" between the two, and almost at the same time, a new cp forum appeared on Xingwang, and it was overcrowded.

Pinching a strand of black hair, Cong Yuan sank into obscurity, his eyes drooping.

The adjutant tentatively asked, "Marshal?"

"I'm married?" After a long time, the dark and stagnant air pressure dissipated a little.

The adjutant swallowed: "According to the interstellar rules, it is like this." After a pause, he said cautiously: "Does the marshal have any ideas?"

"I didn't expect that I would get married in this life." You cold and magnetic laughter sounded, Cong Yuan raised his slit pupils, his expression stained with mockery: "Now I'm the king's husband? The central star field is also annoying."

The adjutant was forced by his fierce aura: "Marshal? Although there is a traditional rule in the interstellar world, we Zerg don't have it. Could this be a conspiracy by their group, just to ask the marshal to be loyal to them? Or, the subordinates or Go talk to those old antiques and cancel this thing?"

Just as he was about to nod his head, Cong Yuan thought of something and waved his hands: "No need for now." After speaking, he stuffed his hair into the space button and got up to leave.

The author has something to say: Marshal ︿(￣︶￣)︿: Your Majesty and I are blessed by the gods! (It can make the baby crazy)

Marshal (ノ￣▽￣): Does Your Majesty look handsome? (baby on hips)

Marshal: I am a small expert in rescue. (kiss me, praise me, hug me)

The marshal turns into a gold ball in seconds and stretches out his small claws (o?▽?) o: Cuckoo! (baby hold up high)

Mo Ji'an's black question mark face: wtf? (￣□￣;)