Chapter 241 The Mighty General (1) Please subscribe and vote monthly!

People in the audience were dumbfounded.

The little blue bird on the stage was also stupid.

Is this definitely a human physique?

Even the Holy Son of the Demon Clan, who is famous for his physical strength, is nothing more than this, right?

Song Lanyi looked at the blue bird, smiled slightly, and immediately crushed its body.

Faced with such a violent and bloody yet beautiful scene, there was a moment of silence in the audience.

Immediately afterwards, there was an overwhelming cheer.

"Song Lanyi! Song Lanyi! Song Lanyi!"

A girl dressed in a scarlet dress with rosy cheeks followed the crowd and screamed, "Song Lanyi marries me! Song Lanyi marries me!"

Among all the various forms of living beings, the most eye-catching one is a wealthy businessman with a big belly.

In this virtual realm, he got a pair of couplets from somewhere.

I saw this couplet spreading among the crowd.

Immediately, the people of Dingyuan City, as if they had made an agreement, shouted in unison: "Who can say that you are invincible in the world?"

The rest of the audience were stunned.

The demon audience felt that they were completely outclassed.

I heard again: "Who dares to be undefeated in Top Gun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the horizontal batch wrapped in red paper shook off, "Suppress for eternity!"

The moment this suppressed sound resounded through the virtual realm for eternity, Song Lanyi suddenly turned his head and looked at the visitor.

When she saw those familiar faces in Dingyuan City, something deep in her heart seemed to be touched.

At this moment, she truly realized what it was like to meet old friends in a foreign land and walk up the mountain to look at their hometown...

Hometown, for a traveler traveling far away, is like a jar of dusty wine.

It's okay when you don't think about it, but once you think about it, it's like the wine that has been hidden deep in the wine has been opened, and the fragrance of the wine lingers in the dreamland and lasts forever.

Song Lanyi was so excited that she took off the smile mask she used to hide. With a rare and extremely real smile, she waved to everyone in the audience.

The moment she waved her hand, the screams in the virtual realm almost echoed through the sky.

What's more, some people rushed to the border, frantically slapping the restrictions, and shouting Song Lanyi's name at the same time.

On this day, the lights in Dingyuan City were as bright as day.

On this day, Song Hanhai boxed all night in the military camp.

On this day, all the people in Shuobei remembered one name - Song Lanyi!

That Song Lanyi who swept away all the demons and barbarians and punched all over the world!

Since that day's knockout round, there have been dark horses that have suddenly emerged.

But compared to Song Lanyi's arrogance and domineering, crushing the demon clan's holy son's body with his bare hands, it was still far behind.

That day, several pavilion elders at Wenyuan Pavilion received news from the chamberlain and hurriedly walked towards Qianhe Palace.

They thought something big was going on with His Majesty.

As a result, as soon as Amaterasu opened his mouth, they were speechless and choked.

"Which one of the titles I have proposed for Song Lanyi should be chosen better?"

The elders: "?"

Your Majesty, how are you doing?

After watching the big competition and seeing yourself in it, have you become a fan of Song Lanyi?

Is it just for this kind of thing to call a few cabinet ministers here?

It's just that although they slandered in their hearts, they didn't dare to refuse.

Zhou Shoufu even began to consider this issue seriously.

He pondered for a moment and then spoke slowly, "Although the word Dingyuan is good, it falls into the stereotypes and overlaps with the ancestral city of Dingyuan, so it is not original enough. In my opinion, it is the title of General Zhengbei, which is good."

Yang Gelao and Zhou Shoufu are old enemies.

Although he also felt that the word "Zhengbei" was a good word, out of subconsciousness, he couldn't help but say:

"Your Majesty, I think the word Dingyuan is not bad. It coincides with my hometown of Dingyuan City, so what? Doesn't this just mean that Song Shidu is nostalgic for the past?"

Zhou Shoufu smiled on his face, but he was constantly accumulating strength in his heart: anger +1+1+1...

Seeing that there was going to be a huge quarrel, Emperor Amaterasu said helplessly, "Okay, okay, you don't need to say more, I have already made a decision in my mind. Just listen to me, is this title ban good or not..."

All the ministers below are listening attentively.

Then I heard Emperor Amaterasu slowly say a few words: "Mighty General..."

silence.

It was a deathly silence.

Silence is the shengxiao tonight.

In the end, it was Zhou Shoufu who stood up first, nodded and said, "Only His Majesty can come up with such a mighty title."

After hearing this, Emperor Amaterasu felt a little unconfident.

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In the Song Dynasty's residence.

When Song Lanyi heard that her account had been banned, she felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Mighty... mighty general...

If you really want to say it out, others will probably not think you are powerful and will only smile, right?

She sighed.

Perhaps I have offended His Majesty in some way...

Butler Wang, on the other hand, couldn't help but be happy when he saw this imperial title.

He nodded and said repeatedly, "Mighty General... this is a good name! It is indeed mighty!"

Song Lanyi sighed silently, returned to the room, lifted the quilt, and went to sleep directly.

Dreaming!

Start practicing!

Today is Mo Sheng’s lesson.

He also knew that Song Lanyi was recently participating in the Ten Thousand Races Competition.

Mo Sheng himself paid more attention to this matter than Song Lanyi himself.

Therefore, today he had already discussed with Song Lanyi, fell asleep early, and started a new round of training in his dream.

I saw Mo Sheng fiddle with one of the mechanisms, and the mechanism unfolded "click, click", and finally formed a puppet that looked exactly like Xuan Ling.

Mo Sheng found a reclining chair from somewhere and leaned on it comfortably, as if he was sitting back and watching.

Song Lanyi took a deep breath. The puppet had no soul, which meant that the bell was of no use to it.

She first tested it with ink vine, but the result was not satisfactory.

The puppet clearly inherited Xuan Ling's moves and directly bit off the ink vine and swallowed it into its belly.

Feeling the sense of grievance coming from Mo Teng, Song Lanyi took a breath and her eyes became more solemn.

It's just that she never likes to wait passively, only likes to take the initiative.

In an instant, the sonic boom in the dream space suddenly broke through the tranquility, and only afterimages were intertwined.

Song Lanyi and the puppet seemed to have the same mind. They stepped forward, fingers turned into claws, and rushed towards the other side's door.

Seeing that both parties were on guard, they wrapped their wrists around each other in unison, as if searching for something in a bag, grabbed the other's arm, and twisted it hard.

Only two crisp "click" sounds were heard, and both the puppet and Song Lanyi showed a strange twisted arc.

This puppet...is a bit evil.

It was as if it was made according to Song Lanyi's long-standing movement habits.

But the puppet will never get tired.

Song Lanyi narrowed her eyes slightly, then moved forward and hit the puppet's head directly with her head.

"Bang!!"

Saint Mo couldn't help but squint his eyes.

It hurts to look at it.

This silly girl, even if she goes all out, she doesn't need to hit the hardest head, right?
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