I'm Really A Newcomer

The bandages on Ye Zi's body were in pieces, and in the wide left sleeve of his white mourning clothes was a silver mechanical arm, while his right hand looked more like it was covered with a layer of light gilding.

Countless blood bubbles suddenly appeared on the ground, and the sea of ​​crimson blood gradually covered the ankles of the mourners. The golden finger of the leaf tapped the void, and a column of blood sprang up in the sea of ​​blood. The column of blood turned into a red Manjusawa flower in the air. The flower was as charming as a leaf with long red hair. The Manjushuahua silk was composed of blood droplets. The shape-shaped petals gradually wrap around the slender index finger of the leaf.

The leaves stand outside the sea of ​​blood, as if standing on the other side.

The hangers-on with ulterior motives remained silent.

Domain, a domain that only the ninth level possesses. No one can doubt the authenticity of Ye Zi's ninth level. Ye Zi finally reached this state after the Battle of Yuguan. In order to prevent Ye Zi's body from being destroyed by the power of the ninth level, the moon coins that the Moon Clan threw at Ye Zi's body were equivalent to rebuilding a Jiyue martial arts arena.

The Moon Clan is still the Moon Clan.

There has already been a carnival on the Internet, and the Yue people are welcoming their new hero.

Xu Qingtian looked at Ye Zi's domineering back and shook his head helplessly. Even after becoming the clan leader, he still could not shake the Ye family's status.

"The Moon Clan can always be proud." Ye Zi said loudly in front of the camera.

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Yu State Military Department.

"That loser Palin." Admiral Erics cursed as he looked at Ye Zi's handsome face in the live broadcast. If Ye Jingzhe was still alive, the Yu State would definitely not dare to send Perin to express condolences. Perin was the most incompetent son of the Mark family. He was such a waste that the moment he went on a mission, he had already humiliated the Yue Clan.

Yu Guo could only suffer the loss of being dumb. It was impossible for him to declare war on a country with a ninth level because of Perin's death, even if Ye Zi was just a newly promoted ninth level. As the pinnacle of the army, Erics knew Ye Zi's character very well. If Ye Jingzhe is a gentle gentleman, then Ye Zi is a madman who can overturn the table at any time.

What Yu Guo fears most is the lunatic who would rather die.

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Sinilangu Forest.

"Damn it, Xiao Yuanzi, why is the signal in the village so bad again!" The dark-skinned woman impatiently stretched her explosive figure exposed under her tiger skin clothes.

"Leader, this is our condition, so just accept it." Yu Yuan looked helplessly at Akalina, "This is the only TV in our village!"

"Then you have to let me know what little Ye Zi said!" Akalina pointed at Ye Zi's motionless face on the old TV and said loudly.

"Okay, I'll fix it. I'll fix it." Yu Yuan shook his head helplessly.

…

Sakurajima.

The old fisherman sat calmly fishing on the rocks far away from the island.

The golden fishing rod in his hand exudes incredible power, and the powerful coercion of the sub-dragon meat hung on the fishhook drives away ordinary fish in the King's Sea. Only the most powerful fish in the deep sea dare to eat sub-dragon meat. .

"Old man! You guessed it! Another ninth level has really appeared in the Moon Clan!" A beautiful girl wearing a school uniform next to the island shouted while waving her right hand.

"Xiaoyao, how many times have I told you not to disturb me when I'm fishing?" Tian Wulong said as he opened his weathered eyes.

Tian Wuyao curled his lips and cursed: "I have been fishing for eighty years and I have only caught one arowana, so what if I bother you for a while?"

Tian Wulong ignored his granddaughter's dissatisfaction and continued to concentrate on the work in hand.

"So why Sakurajima has been in decline over the years is because the idiots in the shogunate don't know how to respect a country with ancient heritage." The old man said softly.

…

After the funeral, a river-like group of black cars escorted the solemn hearse to the cemetery outside Lintian. The group of vehicles was supposed to be escorted by the Jiyue Army, but the place where Ye Zi was sitting was the second safest place on Jiuchuan besides the Palace of Sin.

Ye Taoli leaned on her seat and rubbed her tired brows. She stared out the window at Lintian who was retreating in a depressed mood. The Yueling Tomb is where heroes who made outstanding contributions to the Moon Clan are buried. Only the core members of the Moon Clan can enter such important places. Facing the brand-new inscription and Ye Jingzhe's dim name, Ye Taoli under the camera could finally cry unbridled.

Ye Taoli needs to attend two funerals today, and the people paying homage to them are the most precious people in Ye Taoli's heart.

Strong winds invaded the cold Yueling, and burning sparks flew all over the sky. Ye Taoli squatted down in pain in front of the tombstone, and Song Lingxi's sad cry could be heard in his ears.

Jiang Mian stood silently beside Ye Taoli. He hesitated for a moment, but still gently placed his generous and warm palm on the princess's thin shoulder.

Ye Taoli shuddered and lowered her head when she saw Jiang Mian.

There are countless people in this world, but only Jiang Mian can accompany her through today's gloomy journey from beginning to end.

"Princess, do you think I am a disaster star?" Jiang Mian asked, looking at the sad scene in front of him.

"This is a calamity that the Moon Clan must go through, and I always believe that you are the last chance for the Moon Clan." Ye Taoli said with her eyes cut through the water as she looked at the paper money burning in the brazier.

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After Ye Taoli had taken care of all the entertainment, it was almost time for Shuangyue's military funeral to begin.

She and Jiang Mian rushed to Lintian's Liuli Hall under the moonlight.

Ye Qingzi, who was dressed in black, had been waiting for a long time. She looked at Ye Taoli who was in a daze with distress. The mysterious glass formation slowly bloomed, and Ye Taoli held Jiang Mian's hand and disappeared into the colorful light curtain.

The hands of such a beautiful woman should have been as soft as catkins, but Ye Taoli's hands were rough and cold.

They are the same kind of people.

After arriving at Yunlan, Jiang Mian and Ye Taoli put on their coats to keep out the cold, and their figures gradually disappeared in the wind and snow.

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The black military uniforms of 60,000 heroic spirits stretched for thousands of miles like standing tombstones, neatly arranged on the desolate snowfield.

The business cards left by the soldiers lay quietly on the military uniforms.

The recruits stood solemnly, they were the only fire left in Shuangyue.

The stationed Fog Moon Army and Frost Moon Army placed their right fists on their hearts.

"Rest in peace, my soldiers." Chen Xun said softly, covering his moist eyes with his right hand.

Ye Taoli stared blankly at the scattered white snow.

"The snow in Yunlan has melted." She said softly.

The 60,000 military uniforms on the ground ignited with scorching white flames to pay homage to the dead heroes.

The white flames burned "呲呲", and the monstrous fire seemed like daylight.

Jiang Mianruo looked at Chen Ling aside with emotion, with the same expression he had seen a month ago during the selection of the Five Armed Forces. Chen Ling calmly watched the grand finale.