Fuck you

All eyes were focused on Xinghe, he raised his hands high, fearless, his eyes fell on the throne, Tianjun smiled slightly, something turned in his right hand, and threw it down.

It was a book-like thing, very thin, and fell silently into Xinghe's palm. The light dazzled inch by inch as the fingers rolled, stretched into a long bibliography with the width of a palm, and no rare treasures were written. , reward rewards.The small characters line by line are full of the names of various gods.

Ming Yuegui pressed her head and blinked vigorously.

"Ziwei Palace disciple Xinghe listens to the order." With Tianjun's thick voice, all the gods in the palace knelt down except for Xinghe.

"Temporarily assume the position of the God of War from now on, bestow the map of the gods, command the gods and generals of the gods, lead the soldiers of the eight wildernesses, and keep the four seas and rivers clean, the eight wildernesses prosperous, and the three worlds peaceful."

The speed of speech is very slow, and every word is read sonorously and forcefully. Mingyue Gui, as a proud hosta, is as excited as if the person being rewarded is herself.

On the map of the gods are written the names of all the gods that can be deployed in the three realms. Whether it is Si Zhan, Shi Ming, or other gods in charge, as long as they are named on the map of the gods, they have to be allocated by Xinghe.

In the past, when Yang Tian was the god of war, Tianjun was not willing to give the map of the gods. Now Xinghe is only a temporary generation, and he has the map of the gods in his hand. Above the nine heavens, he has easily stood at the pinnacle of power.

After the excitement, Ming Yuegui sighed softly.

Since then, Xinghe has been located above the gods, and it seems to have infinite scenery, but who knows that a paper map of the gods, thrown lightly by Tianjun, is equivalent to throwing the safety and luck of the entire three realms at the same time, and Xinghe is firmly tied to it. Together.

Everyone envies, respects, or yearns for, but who cares that Lord Youyang, who bears the fate of the Three Realms, is just a young man in his prime, with thin shoulders, but he wants to use his own backbone to support the heavy responsibility of Qinghaiyan in the world... .

It would be a lie to say that I don't feel distressed.

Xinghe glanced down expressionlessly, put his hands together in the middle, Wanshentu let out a long dragon chant, and the two jade scrolls condensed into a little golden dragon and rushed into the palm of his hand as if alive.

Coincidentally, it is also the right hand.

Looking at the position, it is almost the same as the position where the black peony got into the palm of the bright moon.

"It's the same position as mine." He became happy.

Xinghe pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and knelt down on one knee.The cold iron on his body collided with an inhuman soft sound, and his voice almost echoed in the empty Lingxiao Temple.

"Xinghe is willing to devote all his strength to the stability of the four seas and the peace of the eight wildernesses. He will live up to the entrustment of the king of heaven and the hope of the gods."

The tone of voice is still flat, without waves, like stating a trivial matter that has nothing to do with him, but every word that echoes in the hall is clear and loud.

He never makes promises easily. To him, a promise is not just as simple as a word——

This world is inseparable from him.

The golden soft armor glowed with a warm orange gleam, Xinghe slowly raised his head, his face was covered with a reassuring warm color, at this moment, he was like a real god, making those who looked at him dare not even look halfway Blasphemy.

The growth of a god may sometimes only need a moment of raising one's head.

The palm of the hand stroked down neatly on the hilt of the sword, stood up, stepped back, lowered his eyes, and retreated into the queue.

The people in the palace got up one after another, Tianjun was in a good mood, he was not at all sad because of Yangtian's disappearance, he praised a few words, and began to make arrangements for his own Tianshou.

Mingyuegui's eyes are sore, he really hates Tianjun's appearance, he only pretends to be the Tianzu, the Three Realms, cold-hearted and cold-blooded, maybe Yangtian is missing, but Tianjun is the happiest, after all, he has long wanted Xinghe to take over as the God of War. After all, Yang Tian is too irritable and difficult to control.

Ever since he came out of Lingxiao Palace, Mingyuegui has been a little sleepy.

What Qian Mo said was right, Jiu Chongtian really made people breathless after staying for a long time.It was just an early morning scene, and he was already dizzy.

Along the way, as usual, many little fairies and gods came to say hello, and Mingyuegui didn't even bother to look at it.Fortunately, Xinghe didn't like to talk too much with people he didn't know well, so he came to the carriage very quickly, and as soon as he opened the curtain, a face stuck out from inside, startling Mingyue Gui.

"Brother Xinghe, can you give me a ride?"

It's her again.

Mingyuegui squinted the little tiger's eyes and stared into the car, Mishu blushed, she didn't know if she was afraid to look into Xinghe's eyes, her eyes drifted, and finally settled on Xinghe's hair: "Ah, this black jade hairpin is so unique , I’ve never seen Brother Xinghe bring it before, hey, it’s still a little tiger, so cute!”

Ming Yuegui didn't know if she was just looking for something to say, he just wanted to tell Mi Shu to get out of here quickly.

Xinghe: "Well, it's very cute."

Mingyue Gui is upset: She actually agrees with her?

As soon as Xinghe opened his mouth, Mishu's eyes glistened. This was the first word of approval she had received from Lord Youyang in so many years, and it was so obvious that she not only said "um", but also " It's very cute" four words.

She leaned forward, and the strings of necklaces of unknown materials were jingling around her neck: "Where did Brother Xinghe make the hairpin, and Mi Shu also made one to wear!"

Xinghe let go, and the curtain closed again.

Mi Shu felt a little wronged. After hundreds of years, she still couldn't figure out Xinghe's temperament. Sometimes she obviously felt that he should be happy, and cautiously catered to him, but it backfired.

Just like just now, although Xinghe didn't show anything, she knew that he was unhappy.

"Either you come down, or leave the car for you, and I will go back by myself." Xinghe said outside.

Mingyue Gui stretched her non-existent waist comfortably.

Mi Shu still wanted to fight for it again, she bit her lower lip, and lifted the curtain pitifully: "Brother Xinghe, my brother still has something to discuss with my father, Mi Shu's foot hurts, so why don't we take a ride?"

Xinghe took a step back.

Mi Shu leaned out half of her body, with her right foot stepping on half of the soft blanket and half of the car, weighing whether to get out of the car or continue to recover.

At this time, someone nearby called out: "Mi Shu, are you embarrassing again?"

The moment Mi Shu turned her head, her face changed: "Brother?!"

"Not coming down yet!" Shaoshang glanced at Xinghe, didn't mean to say hello, but just scolded Mishu, "You can also climb the God of War's car? Don't embarrass me, go back with me."

He was followed by Ming Ronglan, this sentence stabbed two people at the same time, Xinghe pretended not to hear it, Mingyuegui looked at Mishu who was still hesitating between the car floor and the soft blanket.Count silently in my heart: "Three...two...one..."

Just halfway through the word "one", Xinghe turned and walked out.

Mi Shu was in a hurry, she couldn't care less about arguing with Shaoshang, she jumped out of the car and chased after her, trying to grab Xinghe's sleeve, she raised her hand and finally took it back reluctantly: "Brother Xinghe, you can take the car, I, my brother and I will go I'll see you again when I have time."