Dangerous City In The Last Days

He deliberately highlighted the importance of Qin An, right?

It's just a human being on earth, a little guy who may only have a life span of more than twenty years on earth.

Is she a bit cruel to him?

Twenty thousand candidates come from various human races, and their average strength is above the Four Souls Realm. Each of these people has brought some subordinates, some brothers, and even some super powers hidden behind them!

That is to say, the number of relevant personnel participating in the election of husbands is estimated to exceed 100,000!

So Qin An has become a thorn in their eyes now.

Even the very cold Dongfang Changqin knew that Qin An was sitting next to him, and then provoke him, so I think there should be more eyes looking at Qin An maliciously.

Hey, it's really tangled.

"Oh my God! What can I do? Changqin is my former idol, and Qin An is my favorite kid now. The two of them are paired together. Who should I cheer for?"

Zeng Huan spoke very depressed.

Linghua turned her head and glared at Zeng Huan.

This damn girl actually told her own thoughts.

Ah...she also once admired Changqin, and now she is optimistic about Qin An...I can't say that she is very optimistic, it's just because of the poems.

Speaking of poems, Linghua's expression turned bad again.

The discussion among the crowd outside the VIP room just now was quite loud, and Linghua seemed to hear someone say that Qin An’s poems were all random words!

Isn't this saying that you don't have an appreciation level? She felt that Qin An's poems were well written, not only the words could express the meaning, but they were also very thoughtful.

Some are praised for their beauty, some are for describing their own character, some are for telling others that they love themselves, and some are for mocking people.

In short, Linghua feels that they are all very good and all good.

It seems that this collection of poems will be sent for transcription, and some will be published for sale, so that the public will see Qin An's talents.

She is not a stingy person, since Qin An is talented, she will not deny it.

It's just that a talented person would be helpless when facing Dongfang Changqin, right?

Qin An can't write calligraphy on the ground, right? Sing and write one by one? Even if Qin An was able to marvel at his superb fonts in the battle between different Realms, it would still be inferior.

Thinking of this, Linghua actually regretted it, maybe she shouldn't let Qin An go out?

On the rostrum, a handsome and burly middle-aged man was sitting in distress. Besides the concubines, there were several princes and ministers and personal guards beside him.

The middle-aged man is called Mo Yudongchen, who is the father of Princess Linghua, so Linghua's full name is Mo Yulinghua.

"Mu Tie, this person is Qin An?"

The old man named Mu Tie looks in his seventies with a gray beard. His true age is almost 70,000 earth years.

"The king, he is Qin An, he wrote a good hand!"

"Haha, a good character? A scholar? The husband I want to choose for Linghua is not a writer. Mu Tie, have you investigated his origins?"

"I don't know who he is at the moment. I only know that he seems to have just entered this territorial space. He seems to know some people in the alliance forces. It should be an earthling. This time, he came to our territory with the Xiao family brothers and sisters. "

"The Xiao family? The fifth largest family back then?"

"Yes!"

"Ah, it's a pity. There hasn't been any famous person in their family for thousands of years. If you do it, let the sword dance team get ready, wait for Dongfang Changqin and Qin An to go down, let them When I went up to perform, I had heard Dongfang Changqin by his name a long time ago. I thought it was a noble lord. I didn’t expect that there is no city like this. Isn’t the princess just interested in this Qin An? They challenge and bully a weak person! How can such a person become the king of my Azure Sword Clan?"

One of the four major families, Nanfang Yuan, the head of the Nan family, stood up from his seat and bowed to Mo Yudongchen and said:

"Dear Kings, my two sons Nan Guang and Nan Muchen both participated in the meeting of choosing husbands.

Mo Yudongchen waved his hand, interrupting the southern road:

"Nan Guang is now the Realm of the Five Soul Sword Sect? He has been trapped in this space for eighteen years, and he is now the leader of that empire. To be honest, I don't like him. As for Nan Muchen, this child has great hopes. Ah, I heard that he is already better than you?"

The Five Soul Sword Sect Nan Yuan smiled and said, "Well, the peak of the Five Soul Sword Sect, within a thought of the Sword God!"

"Haha, how many people on the Sword Spirit Star have been trapped in this thought for tens of thousands of years and cannot form a sword spirit and become a god? Do you think it is really that easy to become a sword god?"

There was a hint of pride in Mo Yudongchen's tone.

My own daughter is simply too awesome. She is so old that she has become a sword god!

Damn, Mo Yu Dongchen sometimes wakes up with a smile in his dreams, but he is the father of a true sword god, which is even more powerful than the name of the blue sword king!

Just like Mo Yu Dongchen, the high-ranking people of Nanfang Yuan's level actually didn't care much about Qin An as this little person. They were all thinking about their own thoughts.

Then the ordinary people at the scene are boiling.

Some people who didn’t know Qin An began to inquire, and those who knew Qin An began to tell. More people hated the noise of people around them, because the singing and the sound of the Oriental Changqin did not stop, although the Oriental Changqin has weakened Mental Energy, But the melodious intertwining of the song and the piano is still refreshing, and everyone does not want to be disturbed.

After some rumblings, people finally pointed the finger at Qin An, thinking that Qin An's appearance interrupted their good mood for listening to the music.

"Go down! Go down the earth!"

"That's right, get out of the Green Sword Clan camp!"

"An earthling who is not as old as my youngest son, haha! Get out!"

The way this person speaks is the most widely used by the Qingjian tribe to laugh at the people on earth.

They feel that only if one person lives for a long time, Mental Energy can become stronger and Cultivation Base can be better.

Mental Energy is very illusory for the people on earth, but for the races on the Sword Spirit Star, it is a real parameter of existence, like power and speed.

In some races dominated by technology, there are even measurement methods for Mental Energy, and many calculation formulas and theorems are accurate.

Therefore, the short life span of the people on earth discriminates against the Qingjian tribe.

Princess Linghua sighed softly as she listened to the insults from the crowd.

Yes, this is the fundamental problem. Own life has just begun, and it may live for tens of thousands of years, or even tens of thousands of years.

And Qin An... an earthling, can he live another hundred years? The king of the Green Sword Clan can't have such a short life span, right?

The true age of the father is actually much older than it looks. He is even older than Mu Tie. Now his life span may be less than 10,000 years, so now he is already considering his successor.

It was just this, Qin An could not become the Azure Sword King.

Even if he entered the list of twenty-four people, "Hey!"

Linghua sighed again, and then started laughing at herself, how could it be possible? How could Qin An be included in the list of twenty-four people? Why did I think of such a thing? Is it because I have expectations for him?

The depressed Linghua only felt very upset, which was a mood she had never seen before.

In the center of the huge square, Qin stood there quietly, looking at the Oriental Changqin on the opposite side.

This person is indeed very handsome, but in terms of the aesthetics of the people on earth, he is still a little bit feminine. To put it harshly, he is so feminine.

After he appeared, Dongfang Changqin did not respond, he still had a faint smile on his face, stroking the strings and singing a cappella.

After dozens of seconds, his singing suddenly became high-pitched, and the music that pierced the eardrums made the people present stop insulting Qin An, and was once again shocked by Oriental Changqin.

After a few consecutive climaxes, the singing of Oriental Changqin finally became delicate again, and it seemed that it was nearing the end.

From beginning to end, Dongfang Changqin ignored Qin An.

It's another tens of seconds, and the song is about to end.

Perhaps it was because Qin An hadn't reacted all the time, which made Dongfang Changqin lose interest. He finally recovered the star beam shining on Qin An. Qin An was plunged into darkness and was forgotten by people at the end of the song.

"It's so good! This is the most beautiful and beautiful song I've ever heard in my life! I'm so touched!"

"Ah... even if I die in the territory of Magical Beasts, I have no regrets. The last time I listened to Chang Qin's song was three thousand years ago. He was on the other side of the mainland, a full three thousand miles away from me. I was working as a farmer at the time, and his singing sounded suddenly, which I will never forget! Ah, I didn’t expect to hear him from such a distance today! Great!"

"I want to cry, I still want to cry! I think I like playing Changqin, and I want to follow him forever!"

This sentence was uttered by a rough master, Qin An's mouth twitched twice in the dark, only to feel a little pain in own chrysanthemum.

Mud horse!

These people are all brain-dead, right?

Hey, it turned out to be aliens and couldn't understand their pursuit of music.

The singing of Changqin is over, the night disappears, and the day rises.

Just as people were still discussing, just as Princess Linghua looked at Qin An with a trace of pity in her eyes, the sky suddenly changed and a vision rose!

Qin An has the ability to control the weather. Since he wants to pretend, he must pretend to be bigger!

He knows that many people have noticed him because of Princess Linghua's preferential treatment to own.

There is no need to hide this kind of moment in a low-key. Since his goal is the chair of Mo Yu Dongchen, the king of Princess Linghua, then he must bear everyone’s gaze, no matter if these eyes are hostile or not. envy, jealousy, hate!

The dark clouds were like being pushed around by a big hand, and finally formed a huge ring in the sky! The shape seems to be a mushroom cloud produced by the explosion of the original bullet, and it also looks like the accumulation of clouds and mist produced by the landing of an alien passenger spacecraft!

After everyone was attracted by the aura of the sky, Princess Linghua still looked at Qin An with a firm gaze. She found that in Qin An's hands, a very simple piano suddenly appeared!

Ah... Could it be that he can sing and play?

And that piano... Linghua's face became solemn, and she felt the powerful Spirit Power contained in the piano.

This thing seems to be a little stronger than the long sword of the Eastern Long Qin. What is it?

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