The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1557
Their hearts were all awe-inspiring.

A group of government officials looked around and saw the crowd of onlookers who almost occupied the entire square, and their expressions couldn't help becoming serious again.

"My lord marshal... what exactly do you want to do?"

At this moment, no one in the square could answer him.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Four figures finally walked slowly on the rostrum.

Yan Tao was dressed in a silver military uniform, shining brightly in the sunlight.

The military uniform made the young man even more cold and coquettish.

And in that touch of Yaoye, mixed with a solemn and murderous aura.

Behind the young man, Yan Rong and the other three followed closely behind.

In the same military uniform, he followed silently.

The young man walked leisurely.Go straight to the center of the high platform calmly.

He walked very loosely.

Tens of thousands of people in the square stared at Yan Tao walking slowly on the high platform without blinking.

On the high platform, there is a chair.

Young Master Yan raised his brows casually, met the gazes of the people below, sat down on his buttocks, raised his legs and waved his hands leisurely.

Yan Rong understood and immediately brought everyone in the street to the high platform.

Two groups of people were still wearing their previous clothes.

They stand on either side.

Whether it was the soldiers of the Lord's Mansion or the civilians, it was the first time that they faced such a huge crowd. Tens of thousands of pairs of eyes stared at them together, and their bodies became a little stiff for a while.

Some eyes wandered, not daring to look down.

Some directly lowered their heads and stood there tremblingly.

"Master Marshal, everyone has been brought here, and none of them are bad."

"Ah."

In the square, everyone did not understand why Yan Tao did this.

That group of people... what's going on?

The young man sat in the middle of the crowd, her eyes were lazy, and her posture was casual and leisurely.

Chic and unrestrained, like a young man who has just returned from an outing.

Not half as fierce as the God of War on the battlefield.

In fact, Yan Tao rarely appeared in front of people these years.

I don't know how many people in this empire and the entire Canglan galaxy worship him and respect her, but there are very few people who have seen her.

Even if some people are lucky enough to see them, they are those with extremely valuable identities.

But today, most of the people standing in the square are civilians.

In the past, the marshal who lived in legends can be seen with his own eyes today.

Many people involuntarily became short of breath, looking up to the high platform with eyes full of excitement.

Even though there was a sea of ​​people, knowing that she couldn't see her face clearly, she still tiptoed and wanted to move forward.

All of a sudden, all kinds of messy footsteps and noisy noises can be heard on the square.

"Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!"

"I haven't seen the appearance of Lord Marshal yet!"

"...you stepped on my foot!"

"Damn it, which bastard took the opportunity to take advantage of my mother!"

Accompanied by a pungent female voice, the crisp applause was drowned in the noise.

Tens of thousands of people are pushing forward, and that force is absolutely powerful.

The people behind pushed the people in front, and the people in front pushed the people in front, trying to squeeze forward.

However, the soldiers of the Cloud Fleet standing at the front straightened their backs, as if there was no power behind them.

One by one, like a towering and unshakable wall, it stood in front of everyone.

There was a lot of noise on the high platform at noon, and the young man suddenly raised his right hand slowly.

Her palm was as white as jade, and after turning it over, it turned into a downward trend.

"Quiet."

(End of this chapter)