Section 127

"Crying, bursting into tears! The little saint showed his true face for the first time, and it turned out that he was just to help us who are so stubborn and bear all this. How stupid can I be to continue to buy those things from Sakura!!!"

Northeastern Kyushu.

Outside Changbai Mountain.

As if sensing something, a slender and cold figure suddenly raised his head and looked towards the south of Kyushu, in the direction of Pengcheng.

Inexplicably, a smile appeared.

Jiang Weiran didn't understand why he could still laugh at this moment.

The Changbai Mountain in front of her was an erupting supernatural land. She had woken up from her sleepy state in the cemetery an hour ago.

The evil ghost in his body is about to revive.

The only solution is to enter the supernatural land of Changbai Mountain and introduce a real ghost king-level ghost!

Going in this time, she didn't know what the success rate was.

But for the boy in Nancheng, she decided to take the risk.

"Hey, I don't know how Anbei Tianqing is doing." The master of the special task force who accompanied him sighed. After entering the Changbai Mountain Jedi, he was completely cut off from outside information. No one knew what happened. "I hope someone can Treat him."

Someone said in surprise: "Wei Ran, you actually... laughed?! Aren't you afraid?!"

Jiang Weiran shook his head, his mind filled with Jiang Yan's appearance: "Don't be afraid."

She suddenly thought about it.

Jiang Yan has no talent, how can he be a little saint.

So many speculations, to put it bluntly, are just his obsession with wanting Jiang Yan to become stronger.

Thinking of Jiang Yan, she gained strength and smiled again.

Why do you want you to practice and become stronger just because of a little saint with the same name?

Jiang Weiran felt a little guilty, looking to the south, it would be fine if my sister protected you and became your little saint.

At the same time~

In Jiang Yan's mind, he finally heard the system notification sound.

System: "Ding~~ Congratulations to the host for killing Anbei Tianqing, the task is 50% completed!"

"[Li Gui full level card!] [30,000 merit points]! Now being distributed!"

"Ding~~ The host kills Anbei Tianqing to boost the national spirit and obtains 50,000 merit points!!"

"Ding~ The host is in a harmonious state of mind~ Successfully broke through the first threshold of 2000 points in the cultivation of state of mind!! [The third level of rebirth] has opened the cultivation option for the second state!!"

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077 One hundred million people are excited: The little saint bullies the Sakura Country! Harvest "The Book of Changes"! Qimen gossip!

This scene and these words had an indescribably profound impact on the people throughout Kyushu who were watching the live broadcast.

Countless people, deep in their hearts, have a voice that comes from their souls and questions themselves, which cannot be dissipated for a long time - "Do you really love your country? Do you really have the backbone?"

Even those who were reluctant, courageous, and desperate were all silent at this moment.

An overwhelming sense of shame enveloped my heart.

The little saint has done so many things for Jiuzhou. Every time the evil ghosts cause trouble to the Jedi, he is always there, regardless of his own safety.

He never showed his true face.

But now, the purpose of showing his true face is to make the people timid and retreat, and to help those people who are afraid of being sanctioned and suppressed, take on the responsibilities that they dare not bear.

It was like a patron saint who had been protecting him, not for fame or fortune. In the end, the only obsession he had was to be aloof from the world and not want to show up. Because of his own cowardice, he gave up and shouldered this responsibility for himself.

The young man's figure on the screen suddenly became a hundred times taller in the eyes of countless people.

It would be a lie to say that I am not impressed.

"How can we... let him do this!!!" Countless Chinese people who were fooled by public knowledge shed tears and knocked down barrage to vent their sorrowful and guilty emotions at the moment, "Kyuzhou is him One person?"

"No!!! He just knows that we are afraid and we are not willing to lose our convenient and comfortable life for the sake of our faith and integrity!!"

"He didn't even say a word of reproach to us."

"Just like that, he broke his principle of not showing up, stood up, and used his shoulders to shoulder the responsibility that should belong to us, 1.5 billion people!!"

this moment.

All those who watched the live broadcast and lost their righteousness for small profits had an idea in their minds that they had never had before.

It would be great if the little saint could scold us.

Let us know how angry he was at having to stand up for a group of cowardly people! ! Let your anger out! !

Daodao's eyes were fixed on the screen, looking forward to Jiang Yan being able to rebuke the cowardly people in Kyushu on that global live broadcast, and give those like himself a severe punishment for shrinking, so...

People like me will feel much better.

However……

On the screen of the live broadcast room, the figure in the center of the venue, wearing a lazy Taoist robe, said loudly to Sakura reporter Sakurai: "Since you are here, I still have to say a few words."

"First, I killed the person. I am Yasha Shura, a criminal wanted by the Kyushu special task force. This matter has nothing to do with the Kyushu official or the will of the people. It is simply that I think this guy smells like cherry blossoms, too. It’s so disgusting that I can’t kill him.”

"The people and officials of Jiuzhou have a long history of 5,000 years of culture, but they are not so despicable as some countries, doing things in a sneaky and cunning way. Anbei is a guest, and the officials and the people will not kill him at this time, nor will they humiliate him at this time."

"If they want to kill or punish him, they must wait until he returns to the country and do it openly, so your petty and despicable ideas may not understand what is upright."

As soon as the words came out.

The 40 million people of Jiuzhou in the live broadcast room were all silent.

Heartbroken.

How bitter.

Who can't hear that Jiang Yan is trying to save some face for their cowardice and shame, and he also took the initiative to take out his identity as Yaksha Shura and defined him as a wanted criminal! !

In this case, Jiang Yan not only did not complain to them, but gave them all full respect! !

Really repaying evil with virtue! !

With his means, he would only do this to the people of Jiuzhou.

"Little Saint, this is true love." Countless people murmured.

Even the officials of Pengcheng were listening behind the scenes, their eyes were red.

"Little Saint helped us to cover this unprecedented disaster." The first person in Pengcheng sighed incomparably, his hoarse tone was full of emotion and gratitude, "And he said so much to save face for the officials and the people."

"We... how can we be worthy of him."

Gao Mingwei also gritted his teeth and turned his face away, fearing that his tears would slip and embarrass him.

Sure enough.

As soon as Jiang Yan said this.

All the foreign reporters present had some changes in their expressions.

"It turns out that the people and officials of Kyushu are not spineless, but act uprightly and do not insult or blame the guests who come to their door. If the truth is like this... it makes the behavior of Anbei, the evil guest, too despicable." The reporter from the Bear Country suddenly realized.

"As expected of a country with 5,000 years of civilization, such spirit is admirable. In comparison, how come the people of Sakura look like despicable thieves?" Other foreign reporters also nodded.

"Now everyone understands. From now on, whenever people from Sakura come to visit, you have to be careful."

Amid the discussions of the reporters, Jiang Yan ignored the expressions of Sakura and the Lighthouse reporter and spoke again.

"Second..." Jiang Yan's mouth curled up a sneer, "I kindly remind you that it is best for Sakura's capital not to withdraw from Kyushu. In this world, you can't find a safer and more stable investment environment than Kyushu."

"What do you mean?!" Sakurai was furious. You killed someone and then told us not to withdraw the investment?

Do you really think that we Sakura people have no bones? !

Jiang Yan said calmly: "Literally."

"Similar to your country's Yin-Yang Master, I have a little knowledge of calculation and geology, just like your country's Mr. An Bei was able to predict the disaster that was not in line with geological science before the earthquake disaster occurred in Kyushu Nancheng Cemetery."

"Unfortunately, I also predicted two things. First, your country's Air Guard Base will encounter a disaster of evil spirits in ten hours. The consequences may cause the death of most of your country's air force soldiers."

"Second, your country's Yingling Shrine will experience an earthquake at the same time."

"Okay, so much for my predictions. Oh, by the way, I have to add that I am a certain suspect behind the scenes. Don't find someone to take the blame."

"Did you hear it clearly?"

The expressions of Sakurai and other Sakura reporters were already ugly, as if they had eaten feces, their brows were furrowed, and their noses were crooked with anger.

Jiang Yan was making it clear! !

Undisguised and explicit! !

Everyone knew the situation in Nancheng Cemetery.