Chapter 134

Qin Bei had a dark face, almost being infected by this guy.

Without a word,

Qin Bei threw Da Hong directly into the mechanical space.

Sighing slightly,

can't I have a normal pet?

Looking at the time,

it was already past 10 o'clock at night.

Qin Bei assumed a cultivation posture,

striving to reach the Third Realm in his Martial Artist level after the Divine Capital trip ended.

Time passed quietly.

A night passed quietly.

The next day.

At noon.

Today's atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.

On the silver city wall,

a group of soldiers turned their cannons toward the sky.

The leading general looked at the watch in his hand,

his face becoming more and more heavy.

"Ready!"

The general shouted loudly!

Click, click, click.

All the cannon barrels stopped rotating.

But the direction they were aiming at was still the sky!

"Three, two, one! Fire!"

Boom, boom, boom!

One cannon barrel after another fired shells.

The shells exploded in the air,

as if some ceremony had begun.

At the same time,

in a certain room,

Qin Bei sat on a chair in front of the vanity mirror,

feeling uncomfortable all over.

The makeup artist was fiddling with his hairstyle.

"Not done yet?"

Qin Bei's eyes slanted slightly, trying not to look at the huge object in front of him.

But this makeup artist seemed to be doing it on purpose,

rubbing against Qin Bei's chest the whole time.

"Don't be in a hurry, today is a moment of great attention, the world's eyes are locked on you."

After the makeup artist finished speaking, her chest leaned directly against Qin Bei, and her fair hands kept fiddling with Qin Bei's broken hair.

"Your skin is really good, you don't need makeup at all, just need to tidy it up."

The young lady praised.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Qin Bei nodded slightly.

There was no way, he once suspected that the Ice Heart Lotus was a beauty herb.

After eating it, the skin is very moist.

Just when Qin Bei was letting his imagination run wild, suddenly, a roaring sound resounded in his ears.

"This is... time is up!"

The makeup artist didn't bother him anymore, and looked directly at the sky outside the window.

Knock, knock, knock.

A knock on the door sounded.

Before the makeup artist could respond, Jiang Bufan stepped in directly.

Today's Jiang Bufan was exceptionally... serious.

Wearing a green military uniform,

on his shoulders were medals representing his achievements.

"Let's go, time is up."

Jiang Bufan looked at Qin Bei, his eyes full of smiles.

"I understand."

Qin Bei nodded, tidying up the Zhongshan suit he was wearing.

Looking up,

his black broken hair just covered his eyebrows.

Qin Bei at this moment was like a graceful young man.

After saying goodbye to the makeup artist, Qin Bei followed Jiang Bufan's footsteps and walked in the passage.

They met many people along the way,

but without exception,

their attire was incomparably formal.

Military uniforms, Zhongshan suits, suits.

Qin Bei also saw many blond-haired and blue-eyed Westerners.

Soon, Qin Bei followed Jiang Bufan to a conference hall.

And there were seats with their names on each seat.

"Alright, next, go find your seat, mine is in the front."

Jiang Bufan looked at Qin Bei with a smile.

His eyes were full of smugness.

Qin Bei became thoughtful.

Seeing Uncle Jiang's smug look, could it be that the further forward the seat, the higher the status or achievements?

A moment later,

Jiang Bufan looked at Qin Bei sitting in front of his seat,

and fell into deep thought.

His eyes became more and more confused.

"Is this reasonable? This is not reasonable!"

The jealousy in Jiang Bufan's eyes could be seen by anyone.

He didn't understand.

He had worked hard for 20 years, fighting for the country.

How many dangerous missions had he executed?

Guarding the Northwest Settlement for so many years.

Now you tell me,

my achievements are not as great as this 18-year-old kid?

Oh... almost nineteen.

That's still not reasonable!

Jiang Bufan couldn't help but want to flip the table!

The most critical thing is that this kid hasn't received a medal reward yet.

If he did, wouldn't he be riding on his head?

At this moment, Qin Bei was also feeling uncomfortable.

Imagine,

beside you,

there are all white-bearded old men in their seventies or eighties.

That's not the most critical thing.

The most critical thing is the way these old men look at you.

So burning,

as if looking at a dream lover.

This made Qin Bei feel uncomfortable all over.

And Qin Bei belonged to the type of standing out from the crowd.

In this conference hall,

except for those foreigners in suits,

everyone else basically carried one or two medals on their bodies.

Only Qin Bei was clean.

Soon, as one person after another walked into the conference hall,

it was packed.

The only empty places were the front row of seats.

That was where the Council of Elders and Generals sat.

Suddenly, the lights in the conference hall gradually dimmed.

Still on the far side,

one after another old men wearing white robes appeared,

looking at everyone in the conference hall with a smile.

Then they took their seats in the front.

This is the Twelve Elders.

Qin Bei also saw his dear Sixth Elder grandfather from yesterday.

As one old man after another took their seats,

soon,

5 people wearing golden uniforms appeared.

Especially their chests,

which were almost filled with medals.

With the appearance of the 5 people,

the scene instantly boiled over.

"Five Great Generals! The pride of Great Xuan."

Qin Bei muttered.

The 5 people in front of him,

were indeed the 5 most powerful people in Great Xuan.

Below one person, above billions of people.

And as the 5 people sat down,

the last person came.

A middle-aged man in his 40s.

He looked very ordinary,

with a smile on his face.

He was wearing black Han-style clothing.

As the middle-aged man walked,

a domineering aura floated around him,

making people bow their heads involuntarily.

The person in front of him

was the master of the Great Xuan Dynasty.

The Emperor of this century,

Shen Junyi!

Ruling the world.

Standing like a mountain.

With the appearance of Shen Junyi,

the scene began to fall into silence.

And Shen Junyi

appeared directly on the podium of the conference hall with a big stride.

Just a blink of an eye,

he went from off the stage to on the stage.

No one saw how he did it.

"This speed..."

Qin Bei swallowed his saliva, is this space transfer?

Or just pure speed?

No matter which one it is,

the Emperor in front of him

is unfathomable.