Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

At the same time, on the giant Grand Plaza in the outer area of ​​Holy City, people came and went, just like Song Ren’s first visit, and there was a buzzing and crowds everywhere.

But at this moment, there was a huge roar suddenly above the sky, and then, on the azure floor tile, a huge black shadow began to shroud, like a dark cloud.

The crowd lifted the head only to find out that it was a large, unspeakably huge black ship, like a small city that could move.

The hull was black, as if experiencing thousand hammers, hundred refinements, and black light shimmering.

There are also some mysterious ancient patterns flickering, flickering with a bit of mysterious glory, an assaults the senses of quaint vicissitudes.

It seems that it is an indestructible weapon with extremely terrifying power.

Some people closed their mouths when they saw the huge black-eye pattern on the ship, and immediately avoided it, giving way to the landing.

What a joke, this is our exclusive spaceship at Yinye Imperial Court in the north. How did we get to Holy City today?

As the huge dock landed down, a row of staircase crash-bangs of unknown materials was extended down in the sound of gear rotation and iron chain pulling, falling on the floor tiles.

Immediately after that, a group of golden armor fighters with the same weapon came out of the door, exuding a great deal of coercion, snoring down and standing in two rows.

Good and mighty soldiers.

There was an uproar.

Then, a pale azure clothed old man, carrying his hands on his back, stepped out of it with a smile. Although he didn’t say a word, everyone could feel his heart sinking, as if facing a peerless beast.

This old man, terrifying coercion.

“Third Grandfather ——” In the crowd, a cheerful voice suddenly sounded, and then, a blue shadow slammed in the direction and went straight into Xia Lin’s arms.

Looking at Xia Zhilan’s coquettishness, Xia Lin immediately smiled, and coddled her up.

“I thought you were crazy playing outside and didn’t plan to come back. At this time, I think of your Third Grandfather. I am here.” Xia Lin touched the small brain of Xia Zhilan said with a laugh.

“How could it be that even if I forget my dad, I will never forget your Third Grandfather,” Xia Zhilan looked very happy.

She had planned to leave earlier. Didn’t expect to get the news. Third Grandfather would come to Holy City, so she stepped over the Transmission Array and rested for 2 days.

At this point, I can finally go back. It is estimated that Imperial Father is going to scold him.

“Stop!” Next moment, the gold sergeant arms on both sides crossed, blocking a fat face with a face.

Xia Zhilan sighed then said helplessly, Xia Lin smiled even more.

The grandson of Ke Old Brother is really inseparable. He can be seen everywhere. His face is really the true story of his family.

Xia Lin was nodded, and the 2 sergeant gave way.

Fatty Ke’s face looked forward, and then saluted: “Junior Ke Yangshu, I’ve seen Xia Lao 3 … grandfather, no, it’s Xia grandfather.”

Xia Lin’s smiling face suddenly turned black.

This Little Fatty didn’t stop by his grandfather at first glance, and only the guy shouted Xia Lao 3 Xia Lao 3 all day.

The boy of the Ke family blurted out because of nervousness. It can be seen that the ears that had been heard in normally had been dazzled.

Fatty Ke can’t wait to slap his mouth at this moment. Why is his mouth swollen at critical moments? It’s all because of grandfather.

Xia Lin was snorted, so he left Fatty Ke aside, then looked towards the front, a group of more than a dozen people dressed in different costumes, with veils and masks.

Zhong Jingshan was shocked when he saw that Xia Lin had come in person, and was saluted.

“Junior Zhong Jingshan has seen Xia Senior!” Xia Lin guarded, unless there is a quasi-empire from Demon Race, no one can hurt everyone here.

“Get up!” Xia Lin said, and then came down the boat ladder.

He looked at a dozen people behind him, and Song Ren with a mask at the end.

These people are all Epoch writers under Emperor’s Composition and Sage’s Composition, countless people admire the existence.

This time, Secret Realm opened again. In order to prevent any accidents, he originally came out to escort.

Every Epoch writer here, the last one was born Divine Artifact, even the later …

Xia Lin has seen Song Ren’s dress online before, and this time he has him again.

He raised his hand, and soon, on the huge dock, there was a rays of light, sweeping over a dozen people.

Everything works, there is no means to hide or leave Demon Race.

Xia Lin’s first ceremony: “I represent Yinye Imperial Court. Welcome everyone!”

The crowd was quickly saluted: “Dare to dare, many thanks Senior!”

They are writers, but they are also from Yinye Imperial Court. This person who trembling with fear to Vice-President is afraid of being rude.

“Then I’ll verify the identity first!” Xia Lin finished, a swipe of forefinger, a scroll appeared.

“Epoch writer—Xue Luojun!” Xia Lin named.

A middle-aged man came out.

“in!”

“Welcome welcome, please board!”

“Many thanks Senior, disturbed!” After the person whose Pseudonym was Xue Luojun was saluted, he went down the ladder to the boat.

Xia Zhilan at the door of the ship quickly let go.

This turned out to be an Epoch writer? Did Secret Realm start again?

Xia Zhilan was also saluted to make way, middle-aged people were also saluted: “Have seen Her Highness the Princess!”

Outside the square with a few thousand people, I couldn’t believe listening to the name of the powerhouse from the imperial capital.

Who was the Epoch writer just now?

You should have heard it correctly. It’s not Premium or Boutique, but Epoch writers under Sage, and those people behind–

Everyone seemed to think of something, unbelievable.

Normally, even Premium writers are rarely seen. Today, Epoch writers are waiting in line to be named. We are lucky.

Xia Lin does not seem to be afraid of others knowing the identity of this group of people. If Demon Race is just right, it is good to practice hands.

“Epoch writer-prodigal son!”

When everyone walked out, everyone’s eyes were full of envy and exclamation, and the sound of crickets made every Epoch writer proud.

“Epoch writer-Star River Diving!”

“Epoch writer-Mai!”

…………

Until, as the staff continued to decrease, Xia Lin looked towards the last person with a mask.

“Epoch writer-Have The Ability To Hit Me ‘Ah ?!”

Xia Zhilan, an Epoch writer who just finished worshipping, turned his head sharply, looking towards his idol.

Fatty Ke, who was dangling from the waist by Xia Lin, even eyes shined, turned back immediately.

Aiya, my Bigbro Song, you’re here, hey, hey, the surprise turned a little fierce, my water snake-like bucket waist twisted.

It hurts!

Fatty Ke grinned for a moment.

Xia Zhilan, who has always wanted to get the signature book of the idol author, even immediately ran down the boat ladder, his eyes full of excitement, and his face flushed.

“You, are you really Have The Ability To Hit Me ‘Ah?”

Xia Lin coughed, signaled Xia Zhilan to pay attention to our Imperial Family.

Song Ren didn’t expect to meet Fatty Ke and Xia Zhilan again, a saluted humor: “I dare not hit Her Highness the Princess.”