I'm Really A Newcomer

Susanoo only lasted three reincarnations.

Huo Qubing pulled out the bloody thorn head from Susano'o's riddled body, declaring the victory of the final showdown.

The match between him and Tang Lian was like a crushing battle. The overall situation was one-sided and there was no room for the commentators to express themselves.

The light of dawn is still the light of dawn.

Dawn players across China chanted his name.

Jiang Mian seemed to feel something was wrong. His senses were infinitely magnified, and countless information streams poured into his mind from all directions.

Time and space seemed to be cut off intermittently.

The five members of Qingpingle came on stage happily and surrounded Jiang Mian.

Colorful ribbons floated down from the sky, and the audience cheered. They raised the cheers they had prepared in advance, and the 90,000-person audience instantly appeared in the animated image of the five Qingpingle people.

Under the host's passionate congratulations, representatives of the organizer handed the trophies and flowers to Fu Yi and the others.

Fu Yi changed hands and put the championship trophy into Jiang Mian's hands.

Jiang Mian was in a daze holding the trophy in his hand, and the memories gradually faded in his mind.

There was an outpouring of praise in my ears.

Next to him were the bright smiling faces of the five Qing Ping Le people.

Tang Lian's dull face hidden in the darkness could be seen in the distance.

There are many people in the distance, cheering, dancing, and jumping high.

flower.

Light.

fire.

color.

line.

There seems to be a faint stream of light floating around the space, and there seems to be other spaces on the surface of the world, or this space exists inside the world.

Jiang Mian felt Yu for the first time.

It seems like you can reach through it.

Jiang Mian stretched out his hand and the trophy fell off his hand. Fortunately, Fu Yi had quick eyesight and quick hands, otherwise there would have been a big problem.

When Jiang Mian's hand touched the illusory and dreamlike barrier, something bounced back.

The realm rejected him.

"I didn't expect you to be so excited that you can't hold the trophy safely." Fu Yi was a little surprised, and then put the trophy back into Jiang Mian's hand.

"Hold it up."

It seemed like Fu Yi was speaking, and it seemed like it was someone else.

Jiang Mian looked around and seemed to see countless people's souls jumping for him at this moment and shouting at him.

Their souls perform the rituals.

Jiang Mian raised the trophy high above his head.

It's like he has authority.

The rows of audience seats in front of him were swinging up and down irregularly in his eyes, and clothes of various colors mixed with each other, like a stormy sea formed by colorful wavy points.

Jiang Mian gradually lost sight of his own face on the big screen. He tried hard to smile because his sister was also looking at him.

After a long absence, Jiang Mian once again saw a figure on the big screen.

He was wearing heavy armor, and you could vaguely see the majestic texture engraved on the armor.

The figure clearly held a sword, but he didn't look like a general.

Jiang Mian blinked in disbelief.

But the three people deep in his consciousness still exist, and their battle intervals have been refreshed. Jiang Mian can summon them at any time.

The figures are jumbled together like algae.

Fear, loneliness, loneliness, ambition, shackles.

The soul desperately wants to break free from the empty shell of the body.

The young man on the cliff picked a wild flower that was blooming in the cliff and threw it down. The person who picked it up regarded it as a miracle and regarded it as a miracle.

The misty clouds, the winding mountains, the thousands of stars above our heads, and the lights of thousands of houses below the mountains.

Jiang Mian was almost tired of watching it.

He wanted to conquer more.

I have the same will as you.

The figure in armor came from a distance, and Jiang Mian gradually saw his stern face clearly. In the still time, his figure gradually shrank, and finally overlapped with Jiang Mian.

Yongle Emperor, Zhu Di.

The figure's profile picture and his name suddenly appeared in Jiang Mian's consciousness. Unlike the scholar, the charcoal seller, and Li Guang, Zhu Di's profile picture was dim from the beginning, as if it was forbidden.

He is not like a general because he is an emperor.

A faint golden light appeared in Jiang Mian's eyes. Even if it only lasted for a moment, it still seemed like a king was coming.

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Jiang Mian went through the closing ceremony like a machine. Jiang Mian did not attend Qing Ping Le's celebration banquet. Jiang Mian also did not accept the reward proposed by Qing Ping Le. He did this just to fulfill what he thought he wanted, and now it has been completed. .

Jiang Mian's popularity finally equaled that of Dawn Jiang Mian after this trial.

He boarded the late flight, and the Internet was spreading quickly, but not that fast.

Jiang Mian was sitting on the inside of the economy class cabin wearing a peaked cap. He glanced at the night scene outside the porthole window. In fact, it was only pitch black, but it could bring some peace to his extremely chaotic mind.

Jiang Mian noticed Yu's existence for the first time, but was ruthlessly rejected by Yu.

It seems that the domain cannot be entered and exited at will, which is correct, otherwise the two worlds will be in chaos.

And the legendary emperor seems to be just a tablet with the words "Emperor Qi Tian Hong Dao Gao Ming Zhao Yun Sheng Wu Shen Gong Chun Ren Zhi Xiao Wen".

He was indeed very awesome. Even Li Guang, the sixty-fourth general of the Martial Temple, was dwarfed next to him, not to mention the poor scholar and old man on both sides. But Jiang Mian didn't notice any changes that Zhu Di had caused to him. He could neither fight nor see the time scroll bar. He is like a box forever sealed in dust, a precious souvenir.

After getting off the plane, Jiang Mian spent 200 yuan on a taxi and rushed home.

On the narrow cobblestone road downstairs in Jiang Mian's community, Jiang Mian was listening to a song called Streetlights with headphones on. The dim street lights shone on him, and Jiang Mian's face was hidden in the darkness and blurred because of the hat he wore.

Each of the top five items on tonight's hot search list is related to this young man.

Ginger noodles.

Qingpingle champion.

Ginger face is handsome.

Jiang Mian was very satisfied with this hot search and even felt that his third place was a bit too low.

Dawn light.

Ginger eyes.

Although it only lasted for a moment, Jiang Mian's golden pupils were still captured by the camera, but netizens in the square thought it was a great reflection caused by the yellow light.

Jiang Mian thought that his identity would be revealed after he showed up due to his prowess as a netizen. This was indeed the first time for him to enter the public eye, so he didn't think carefully about it. He was a little worried about whether it would disturb his sister's review, but the result was that Jiang Mian Mian was surprised that his privacy was well protected.

Although I don't know how it is done, this kind of huge energy is definitely not something Qing Ping Le can contain.

"Thank you."

Jiang Mian raised his head and said to the bright moon in the sky.

Jiang Mian took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the excited voice of the commentator on the playback.

When Jiang Yaoguang saw Jiang Mian at the door, his little body curled up in the corner of the sofa stood up quickly.

She quickly turned off the video, and two blushes suddenly appeared on Qingli's cheeks.

Like the glowing fire clouds at dusk.

"Brother, why are you back so soon..." Jiang Yaoguang muttered.

This little girl.

Jiang Mian shook his head with a wry smile and put on his slippers.

His mind is still confused, and his eyes are full of exhaustion.

"Want a hug?" Jiang Yaoguang smiled at Jiang Mian.

Before Jiang Mian could agree, he saw the alluring girl crash into his arms.

"Thank you for your hard work, brother."

"No, I'm very happy." Jiang Mian touched her head and said.