Rice cakes, peeled grapes, and diced mango and banana soaked in yogurt.
There is also a glass full of honey water.
Luo Pianqing was right in front of Su Zijun, laying out these things one by one... like tributes on a ceremonial altar.
"...What are you doing?" Su Zijun squinted.
"Watch the live broadcast." Xiaodie Yao said matter-of-factly at this time: "This way you won't feel hungry until noon. I've prepared some for you, Sister Zijun."
"I don't eat these things." Su Zijun snorted coldly.
"It's not these anymore, it's this!"
Saying that, the little butterfly demon suddenly stuffed a small ball the size of a grape into Su Zijun's lips. Her Royal Highness Princess Xuanyuan frowned subconsciously. She wanted to spit it out directly, but a fishy smell hit Su Zijun's sense of smell.
The little tiger teeth can bite the things in the mouth directly.
"What is this?" Su Zijun blinked, and another thumping sound came from his mouth.
"Crushed ice made from blood plasma!" Luo Pianying said happily at this time: "I also mixed some honey and yogurt."
Although the taste is very novel, I always feel that my body will eventually end up with diarrhea?
Su Zijun opened his mouth, and at the same time, something was stuffed into Xiaodie Yao's palm again.
It turned out to be a long stick-shaped plasma popsicle.
Then Little Butterfly hugged the pillow and turned on the TV. She held the honey water and watched it seriously: "Wow! I seem to see...see...Hey, who is this? He looks familiar!"
"This is Baijie, a Taoist priest from Kunlun Mountain, a shameless old immortal." Su Zijun said calmly, holding a long plasma popsicle in his mouth.
But at this moment, the doorbell of the pet hospital suddenly rang. It was the doorbell of the back door.
Su Zijun frowned immediately and asked subconsciously: "Is there anyone who has made an appointment to see a doctor or pick up medicine today?"
"No?" Little Butterfly said directly: "The museum is closed during this period. Even if you need to take medicine, I will send it directly...I don't know who it is at this time."
"That guy should be here, go and open the door."
The little butterfly demon responded, put on her slippers and hurried to the back door, opening it.
When the back door was opened, a tall figure was seen with his head lowered.
The opponent put one hand on the hat on his head, and his head was full of long curly hair like black kelp... The other hand waved out sideways, and his right foot was pinned up, leaning on the left foot... straight
Half of the buttocks.
The moment the door opened, the tall figure suddenly turned 360 degrees, then touched onwalk, then broke-dane, stopped after a while, and then opened his hands.
"Surp Rise! Zijunwu... Hey, it's you, ha!"
At this time, the little butterfly demon couldn't help but blinked, "Excuse me...who are you looking for?"
"It's me!" The visitor took off his sunglasses and revealed a furry face, "It's me, Little Brother Sheng! Ha! Are you shocked by my new look? Phew! Phew!
Little butterfly in the hospital! Phew! You are still so cute! Phew! Phew!"
"It's really Mr. Sun!" Luo Pianqing was startled at this moment, "But how did you..."
Sun Xiaosheng has been missing for a long time... Ever since Sun Xiaosheng left the Forbidden City, the [Bliss Pure Land] bar here has been closed. As a result, the monsters in the Forbidden City have one less person to relieve the pressure of being a social animal. The place.
"I called Sun Xiaosheng here."
From behind, Su Zijun's voice came from behind, "Come in, everyone, don't just stand outside."
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With eight stands and eight registration desks operating at full capacity, and under the on-site coordination of hundreds of staff, the list of participants for the [Conference of Power] has been freshly released. At the same time, the registration desk has also been closed.
At this point, those who have not registered on site will automatically be deemed to have given up their qualifications to participate, and will give up their qualifications to be members of the Security Council, but retain the right to join the World Extraordinary Association and become a member.
"The team is much larger than expected."
The list is a bit thick... Fire Cloud Evil God weighed some of the lists in his hands and didn't bother to read them carefully.
There is no airtight wall in the world. The news that the Dao Sect Association, Demon Clan Alliance, etc. in China were automatically split off to join the war spread early. For this reason, many regions also followed suit.
There are really weird teams popping up... and there are even a bunch of people competing in their own names.
The most irritating thing is that a certain region in the Oceania country temporarily declared independence yesterday. It became an independent country and then joined the war. It seems to be called [Hutt]... I am afraid that if it were not for today's conference, it would disappear directly and become the first. A country that perished because of the [Contest of Power] and was written into the history books?
At this time, the door to the control room of the [Qian] stand opened directly.
The real dragon from China walked in with an aunt-like look on his face. He looked at whoever he was looking at and trembled.
"Old man, what are you doing? Haven't you started yet? I'll tell you if you can finish it before dark, I'll leave."
"It's about to start. Don't be impatient, Master Long." Fire Cloud Evil God said with a smile: "This is the total roster for this competition. As the referee, please hold a copy."
The real dragon from China reluctantly took a stack over, without looking at it, and said directly: "Where are the things I asked you to prepare?"
"Ready, Advisor Long!" An agent quickly approached and held out a dark hood with both hands.
"...What is this?" Long Xiruo glanced at it and immediately frowned.
The agent quickly said: "This is the sixth generation headgear newly developed by the Bureau. It not only has the functions of a conventional headgear, but also has a new thermal imaging function, as well as a tactical fallback evasion function, and is made of breathable fabric... …”
"Like a thief!" The real dragon from China snorted coldly at this time. He waved his hand and turned his palm into a claw shape, and clawed out a piece of gravel from the wall.
The moment the gravel flew in, it was frantically chipped away by something. When it fell into the palm of the Divine Dragon, it had turned into a stone Dragon King mask, and then it was pressed directly on his face, " This is called covering your face!"
...You can do it yourself, why don't you ask us to prepare something?
"Okay, okay, you go and do your work." Fire Cloud Evil God waved his hand at this time, then looked at Long Xiruo and said: "Master Long, now that we are ready, let's set off."
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There were no crowds of people. Although there were definitely a lot of people in the eight stands, after they were spread out, it felt like they were in twos and threes and it was very quiet at the same time.
Everyone has entered the venue and is ready...that is to say, everyone who is supposed to come has come.
At this time, above the [Qian] desk, Huoyun Evil God in a white training uniform and a woman wearing an ancient [Dragon King] mask were walking out simultaneously.
All eyes were focused on the Fire Cloud Evil God and the woman wearing the ancient [Dragon King] mask.
The identity of this woman seems to have been determined... the true dragon of China.
The True Dragon of China has always participated in the Extraordinary Summit Meeting, but since the meeting, the True Dragon of China has not made an official appearance. This is the first time that it has appeared in the eyes of the world.
"Why is this woman named Long wearing such an ugly mask?" Under the stage, in one of the stands, in the camp of the [Magicians Association], the owner of the Chiyan Tower who was waiting eagerly snorted coldly at this time. , "You have no face to see others? That's right. This shameless woman burns, kills, and loots everywhere. She must have no face to see others!"
The conscience of heaven and earth, although the true dragons of China have always gone to the [Inhuman Realm] to gather wool from time to time in the name of visiting the cheap disciple Huiyao Pagoda Master, they have never done anything like setting fires and killing people.
The owner of the Ice Tower had no choice but to ask her hot-tempered husband to stop talking.
At this time, Fire Cloud Evil God spoke.
…
Looking around, Huoyun Evil God felt that he still had the magnanimity of a top master...but some of the things he was doing were not necessarily weaker than him, so he didn't intend to pretend for too long, so he cleared it up. After the throat, speak directly.
The sound spread slowly throughout the entire scene, and everyone could hear it clearly... This sound transmission skill without the aid of instruments was considered a standard configuration.
Except that the media felt it was novel at this time, it did not attract much attention.
"I believe you have been waiting for a long time, so I won't say any more nonsense. As the representative of the China Administration, I now announce that the first, [World Paranormal Martial Arts Conference]..."
Hey, isn't it [Contest of Power]?
This old dog actually carries private goods!
"Ahem... For the sake of convenience, hereafter we will refer to this association as the [Power Conference]!" Fire Cloud Evil God said, and suddenly stretched out his hand.
At the same time, between the stands, the beads on the stone pillars carved with the dragon spitting beads peeled off in an instant, and then shot towards the Fire Cloud Evil God.
I saw Fire Cloud Evil God flicking his fingers at the beads flying towards him.
Each bead was shot in all directions of the Bagua Stand with the snap of his fingers, enough to fall into the hands of certain people, and these people were apparently ancient extraordinary giants like the [Magician Association].
But not all the beads popped out, and two-thirds of them were left.
Fire Cloud Evil God said slowly at this time: "Each bead will represent a quota on the council. The party that has obtained the beads will temporarily obtain a quota."
He suddenly paused and looked around. Seeing that the venue suddenly became agitated, he said calmly: "What I said is that I have temporarily obtained a quota, not that the quota has been confirmed... You can challenge.
If you feel that you are capable enough, you can freely choose the party that has obtained the temporary quota to challenge. The temporary quota holders must accept the challenge."
There’s nothing to say. If you think you have a bigger fist, then go and grab it... I mean, you are also welcome to grab it at this conference.
"…So what about the remaining places?"
In an instant, a sharp sound came from one of the stands... Fire Cloud Evil God only popped out a third of the beads, and there were still many left.
Fire Cloud Evil God said calmly: "This is the second competition format of this conference. Anyone who feels that they are qualified can go directly to the stage to receive a temporary qualification, and then automatically become a temporary member. They also have to accept the challenge...
Until all the beads are challenged by no one."
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed... there was a hint of murderous atmosphere.
But Fire Cloud Evil God was shocked next, "Now I am announcing the last competition system...candidates who have obtained temporary qualifications can also challenge other qualification holders...that is, until no one challenges anymore."
So far, each person, or each party, can hold up to three beads. More than that!"
After saying that, Huoyun Evil God directly pushed the remaining beads forward.
In an instant, the remaining beads were shot directly to the top of the huge performance stage... and Fire Cloud Evil God showed off his skills, using his supreme power to arrange these beads into the shape of the Big Dipper.
"Why don't you embroider a flower?" the Divine Dragon on the side said immediately.
So Huoyun Evil God couldn't stand it any longer, and rushed out of the [Qian] stand, flew through the air, grabbed three beads from the air above the stage, landed firmly on the stage, and said loudly:
"The first session of [World Extraordinary Martial Arts Conference] has officially begun!"
The sound shook all directions.
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"Damn it, this old dog is so shameless! He caught three of them himself and only gave us one?! What do you mean!"
I don’t know where the sound came from...but it must be from one of the ancient supernatural forces.
However, Huoyun Evil God stood on the stage at this time, and his intention was very clear, anyone could grab it.
However, for a while, everyone at the conference remained motionless.
Fire Cloud Evil God said calmly at this time: "It seems that you still need some time to digest this competition system, so I will return to the stage first and wait for your challenge."
He immediately jumped back to his seat.
At this time, the beads representing temporary qualifications were still hovering over the performance stage... but the eight grandstands were still unmoved.
"Since everyone is so humble, I won't be polite!"
In an instant, a black shadow shot out, then rushed towards the beads of the Big Dipper. He stretched out his hand and grabbed three beads.
This man was wrapped in a black robe, wearing a silver mask, and carrying three spread swords on his back. He was thin, but gave off a fierce murderous aura.
With the three beads in hand, the man landed steadily in the center of the stage like a fiery cloud evil god... He looked around, and at a glance, the extraordinary people on the four stands in his sight were all looking towards him.
A shocked look came over his head.
The man chuckled lightly, "Then, I'll accept these..."
Before the voice could finish speaking, the man suddenly felt a terrible blow on the back of his head and then nothing happened.
Behind the man, Father Stella, who was wearing big pants, could be seen. At this time, he said carelessly: "Fuck you, Ma! Just forget about pretending to be one, and another one? Do you think I am dead?"
As he spoke, Father Stella kicked the person to the outside of the performance stage dozens of meters away, and even spat on him.
When Father Stella came up, no one seemed to notice... It didn't matter that the church priest came on stage, but the fact that he squatted down and beat the black stick was really...
Paladin Vasco had no longer looked at him. At this moment, he just hoped that no one would notice his presence.
Father Stella doesn't seem to be interested in what the two people in the church look like here.
At this time, he weighed the three beads on his hand. After thinking about it, he suddenly bounced one of the beads back into the Big Dipper in the sky.
Father Stella was holding two beads in his hand, standing still, and even put the weapon used to strike the black stick directly on his shoulder...waiting.
This weapon is the legendary holy sword of physics: the crowbar!
