League of Legends God-level Summoner

　　 The day of the Demacia celebration.

　　 The whole country is celebrating, and there are lights and colors everywhere, even the common people on the street have put on the luxurious clothes that they can't bear to wear on weekdays, and rushed towards the palace in groups of two.

　　 At the annual Demacia celebration, the gates of the imperial city will be opened wide, and people can admire the magnificent building up close.

　　Of course, they have no relationship with the main hall. Even on the celebration day, civilians will not be allowed to break into the main hall at will. At most, they can walk around the periphery of the imperial city and take a look.

However, this is the case, still unable to stop the enthusiasm of the people. At this time, the morning light had just illuminated the sky, and the people in the imperial city were already overcrowded. Everyone rushed into the city gates, and some of them followed People from other countries come to visit and play.

"The annual celebration day is the day I hate the most. Watching these ant-like lowly ordinary people rush into the palace, I want to kill them all." Inside a high tower, Solo leaned against the window. , Staring at the people who are still pouring in outside the tower under the city gate.

"This year will be the last year, until next year, this country will not be called Demacia." Behind Solo, sitting an elegant woman, she wears a gorgeous noble robe with a top on her head. The black half-curtain peaked cap, the black half-curtain fell, covering half of her face.

　　 Her slender arms slowly held up a cup of tea, and after sipping, the corners of her ruddy mouth lifted slightly, with a hint of sarcasm.

　　 "Master Chris, I don't know when those guys are going to shoot?" Solo turned around and looked at the woman sitting on the soft sofa.

　　 "Huh?" Chrissy's carefully repaired eyebrows were raised slightly, and he glanced at Solo. Solo's face was startled, and he knelt down on one knee, "Sorry, Mrs. Chris, for the unintentional question."

"Hehe, Solo, you shouldn't know, you don't need to know so much, you just need to be my dog ​​quietly." Chrissy took out a pair of black elbow gloves and put it on. Regarding the loose robe under the skirt, he stood up and said, "The martial arts meeting is about to begin, Solo, don't let me down."

　　 "Trust me, honorable Chrissy." Solo smiled confidently at the corner of his mouth. Followed behind Chrissy and walked out of the room.

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　　 Lu Chuan and his party just woke up, two attendants were already standing in the yard, and they respectfully greeted Lu Chuan when he was discharged from the hospital.

　　 "Master Lu Chuan, today is the day of the fighting convention. His Royal Highness has been waiting in the hall for a long time. Please follow me in a carriage." A waiter lowered his head and said.

　　 Lu Chuan came into the house again to wake up Jana and the others. The group got into the carriage that had been prepared outside the courtyard and drove towards the Palace of the Prince.

　　 After arriving at the prince’s palace, Jarvan had already been waiting at the door, and when Lu Chuan and his party came over, they hurriedly greeted him.

　　 "Are you here? Come to the martial arts venue with me, the martial arts will begin soon."

"Yeah." Lu Chuan nodded slightly, and the group of Jana behind him looked at the prince twice, but because Lu Chuan had already explained to them about the prince encounter two days ago, Jana and the others didn't feel it. Surprised.

The group walked towards the southeast corner of the outer periphery of the palace, and there was an episode in the middle, that is, Demi wearing a gold pajamas was pulled out of the princess palace by Mein and the others of the Fearless Legion. , Squeezed into the carriage, still muttering,'I'm not going to martial arts! I have no knights! I want to sleep, let go of me! ’

　　 Seeing this, Jiawen smiled helplessly at Lu Chuan and said, "Because my sister has been doted by her father since she was a child, she has developed a spoiled temper, which makes everyone laugh."

　　 "Haha, the princess is just a simple temperament." Lu Chuan said a polite remark in haha, thinking to himself, ‘md girl Pi Tiantian is full of ghost ideas, maybe she has to fix herself when she turns back, so beware. ’

　　 When he arrived at the martial arts venue, even though Lu Chuan was mentally prepared, he was shocked by the crowded scene.

The martial arts venue is a large sandy area with a radius of nearly 500 meters, and low walls are built around to separate the audience. The topography of the auditorium is a ladder from below to make it easier for the audience behind to see the martial arts better. Scene.

　　 At this time, because the martial arts meeting was about to begin, audiences from all directions crowded outside the low wall. The heads were surging, and they looked dark and crushed from a distance, let alone tens of thousands.

In the front of the auditorium, a few stone chairs were also set up. At this time, people were also seated. Lu Chuan was slightly turned to look at the center of the row of stone chairs. There was a burly and sturdy body, dressed in silver and blue. The thick armor, the face that looked extremely majestic and energetic, was familiar to Lu Chuan.

"Gai Lun..." Lu Chuan groaned secretly. Galen in this world is more domineering than he thought, and his body is faintly exuding a strong aura. Only the generals who have killed countless enemies on the battlefield have this. The aura.

　　 Seeing Lu Chuan's gaze staring at Galen, Jarvan explained to the side, "Admiral Galen will attend the martial arts as a jury every year, in order to prevent some samurai from using improper means when competing."

　　 At this moment, Demi’s infinite resentment voice came from behind, "Brother...I'm here..."

　　 Jarvan turned his head, only to find that Demi had put on royal clothes, but still looked sleepy, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"Demi, don't be rude! Now when you come on stage, I don't know how many spectators are staring at you, what is the proper way for you to act like this." Jarvan chuckled softly, but his voice was full of his own delicacy. The old girl's helplessness.

　　 "Okay, okay, I see." Demi shook his arms twice, but still became serious and serious under the scolding of Jarvan.

Her eyebrows were obviously meticulously repaired, and her eyebrows were like a crescent moon, and a faint powder was applied to her cheeks. There was a slight smile decorated by her on the corner of her mouth. She was wearing a gorgeous silk robe. At this moment, Demi, Finally, the elegant temperament of the body was revealed, and the beauty is indispensable.

　　 "This little girl is pretty decent~www.readwn.com~ even Lu Chuan has to compliment the last sentence in our heart.

　　 "Demi, where is your knight?" Jarvan asked again.

"What kind of knight, I don't care about the reward, and I don't care about the face." Demi curled his lips disapprovingly, and Jarvan could only sigh helplessly. This sister, who was born in a royal family, But there is always a heart that is unruly and wants to break through all constraints.

　　 At this moment, the emperor of Demacia, Harriman, holding a scepter, walked slowly to the center of the venue.

　　 From the physical point of view, he seemed to be old and like a seven-year-old man, almost unable to walk, and Harriman's appearance also caused many discussions in the audience.

　　 Most of the content discussed above is nothing more than doubts about Harriman's state and the identity of the next emperor.

　　 In the crowd discussion, Harriman made some simple congratulations tiredly, and announced the beginning of the Wuhui.

　　 Now he has no time to take care of the day of the celebration. Harriman’s deeper worry lies in the aristocratic families lurking in the dark, as well as the deeper figures.

　　 These are all lingering like a nightmare, making him restless. When will the poisonous snake lurking in the darkness give the crumbling Demacian dynasty a violent blow.

　　 What kind of means should I use to resist them?

　　 No one can understand the feelings of old Harriman, maybe only from his rickety back, can he understand the sadness of a person in a high position.

　　【Thank you for the rewards of ‘potato’, ‘Allure, Phantom’, ‘Afterlife’, ‘Various Unscientific Super Electromagnets’, and ‘The World Is Never Satisfied’

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