Vol 2 Chapter 1027: Please accept 1

Ranked in the battle of Jin Dan, who died for the hero.
The tsunami-like cheers, the mammoth salutes, and the grand welcoming ceremony express the enthusiasm of the mainland monks for the victory of Jin Dan, the triumph of returning, and the recognition and worship of the ranks of the Golden Danes. .
Gong Tianwo, Ming Sanjiu, the single main hall... A dry Yuan Yingzhen is also deeply envious of the summit.
All the monks on the battle boat are deeply envious of the summit.
Zhu Ling, Wang Yuan, Zhang Wenmin, Zhu Pang... Even the dog is grazing, and it is involuntarily infected. To the last nine players, oh no, ten heroes are deeply envious.
Hundreds of Jin Dan entered the Sky Market, and they fought ten heroes.
The deeds of the ten heroes will be widely circulated in the mainland.
The deeds of the ten heroes will be compiled into stories and widely sung in the mainland.
This is a hero of an era. Until a few years later, it will gradually withdraw from the stage of history with the rise of a new generation of heroes.
However, in some cases, some people, some things, and for a long time, some people will remember, there will be information, but by then, maybe it has become a myth and become a legend.
In the middle of the platform, Zhao Wei magic swept the position of the monk standing, and suddenly he sank in his heart.
After sweeping the points on the list, I couldn’t help but it.
His Zhao Yumo was tired by the secret technique. Although he finally returned to the Pluto post, he finally weakened Sun Hao on the overall score and took the second place with a very weak disadvantage.
No matter how unhappy he is now, the facts are facts.
At this moment, his Tiangong master Zhao Yumo became a foil to become a green leaf, and Qingyun Sun’s Sun Hao Sun Shenxiang became the protagonist and became a safflower.
The eyes flashed unwillingly, and there was a strong dissatisfaction in my heart. How could Sun Hao Sun Shenxiang not fall into the funeral market? It is clear that they have fallen to the bottom of the earth, and they can return innocently and innocently. It’s really disappointing.
However, it is not the time of the attack. Zhao Yanmo's face with a very stubborn smile, standing next to Sun Hao, accepting the worship of thousands of monks.
Regrettably. He had to discover that the core of the air monk was Sun Hao, and the eyes of several beautiful women also fell on Sun Hao's body.
The focus of the lower monk is also Sun Hao, who occasionally slips a few laps on his Zhao Yumo.
Not depressed!
Unlike the depressed Zhao Yumo, Xia Qingyu, Xuanyuanhong and other female repairs. At this moment, still like a dream, still afraid that this is just my own illusion, still worried that Sun Hao will leave unclear.
In my heart, in my eyes, only Sun Hao who once fell to the bottom of the abyss.
At that moment, their hearts were like a knife, but at this time they could not forget it anyway.
I want to come now, but I am still afraid of it, but I don’t want Sun Hao to leave my sight.
Standing in the air. The ears kept cheering.
Thousands of monks have turned their eyes to themselves.
But at this moment, Sun Hao, who came back from the funeral market, was worshipped by thousands of people, but his heart was filled with the feeling of being separated from the world. A thick homesick plot, a faint and unforgettable grief rushed into his heart.
One by one, one by one, in the burial of the market, Jin Dan seems to have walked through the eyes, with a smile.
At this moment, Sun Hao remembered a lot of people, a lot of things.
The burial of the sky market for more than ten years. Experienced too much.
At this time, the scenery, the joy of success, the victory over Daqing, behind it. Its roots are that one monk is paved with blood and life.
Jian Bai Forging, the child of the child, in order to rescue his companions, anger and self-destruction in the group.
Alone, the free and easy one hundred forging is the guy of the second goods. In the end, I also did something with the hundred forging, two to infinity.
Sun Hao looked into the air, and Qi Tianzong and Wan Jianzong’s battle boat were still there. Their monks, at this moment, are also cheering and welcome their return.
And their hope, their pride, has been sleeping in the funeral sky.
There are also people who are regrettable and have a tacit understanding with themselves. They seem to be saluting themselves, and they are smiling.
Da Yong Fei Knife, the case of the moonless brave...
Li Aoshi, who is proud of his ambition and swears unyielding...
Swearing to follow, self-exploding Yuan Ying’s soul and intelligence...
In the end, it is a small fire, an ordinary and a great fire, even those who have not remembered Sun Hao, and can’t remember the fallen ranks of Jin Dan...
Sun Hao’s eyes are not a bit moist.
With the help of the monarch, the words will be ruined.
Thinking about it, Sun Hao’s body burst into golden light.
Then, Sun Hao’s body slowly turned over and stood facing the summit.
Zhao Xiaomo hesitated a little, and also turned around with Sun Hao.
Xia Qingyu's eyes brightened, and his face was full of shocking smiles, which made the surrounding flowers eclipse, and then turned around with Sun Hao.
On the platform, most of the rankings Jin Dan understood what Sun Hao was going to do and turned around. If you don't understand, you will turn around with the flow.
Standing on the boarding list, Sun Hao slowly wandered.
It seems that I feel the low mood of Sun Hao. In the sky, the joyful music that plays automatically, the sound turns, becomes low and dignified, tragic and desolate.
Sun Hao’s clear voice spread all over the sky:
Hundreds of battles are not dead, ten years of triumphant return; look back at the list of heavens, conquer the heroes’ tears, and all the fellows who have gone, please be worshipped by Sun Hao.

Sun Haozhen, with all the people.
On the sky above, the monks are Qiqi, follow Sun Hao together, and worship the fallen Jindan.
Especially those sects that have already fallen into the ruins of the ruins of the ruins, many monks are saddened from it and have tears in their eyes.
Sun Hao slowly got up and stood in the air. Then he said again: "The teacher didn't die before he died, and the hero made his tears full; the thousand difficult to bury the sky, the golden blood and the people... your blood And the will is the cornerstone of repairing the burial sky. You are the real hero. Please be worshipped by Sun Hao..."
Sun Hao is again stunned and still goes with everyone.
The grandson of Sun Hao, as if once again saw the yellow mounds in the burial sky market, as if I once again felt the unyielding spirit in the heavens, saw the frozen saint in the snow-capped mountains, and saw the lonely for hundreds of millions of years.貔貅石山元神龙九...
This worship is sincere.
They are but heroes.
Hey, come back.
After Sun Hao got up, he started three miles.
A thousand words, and finally in the three shackles into one sentence: "You friends, we are back, please come home with us..."
Sun Hao’s words are deep and deeply cherished. Every monk present is from Sun Hao’s movements and language to experience the true feelings of the unscrupulous creation and the inner heart. Even Sun Hao is not very convinced. Zhao Zhaomo, at this moment, also followed Sun Hao, said in a deep and affectionate way: "Please come home with us..."
Above the sky, the low and tragic voice echoed for a long time, and it continued for a long time.
Please come home with us.
Please come home with us.
......
The voice of mainland monks, the voices of mainland monks, seems to have affected the combination of heroes and wangwang posts.
On the list of the heavens, the names of the monks whose light was completely dimmed, at this moment, some changes have taken place.
It seems that it is really coming back, and it seems to be saying goodbye to the mainland monks.
Those completely bleak names.
One by one is bright.
One by one, it took two to two hours, and then it went down again.
The bright name, it seems that those fallen ranks Jin Dan is saying goodbye to the mainland monks.
After the names of all the monks were finished, on the list of the heavens, a light was released ~EbookFREE.me~, which was directly below, and led by the worship of Sun Hao, who had fallen to Jin Dan.
Sun Hao only feels a spirit of strength, as if there is a strange power in the light, but carefully feel it, but I don't know where to go, I don't feel too many specific changes.
I was a little confused in my heart, and I couldn’t think too much. Sun Hao turned around and looked at the battlefields that stood in the air and danced with flags. He said: "Sirius is really a gentleman, you are a predecessor, you are friends, we are back..."
Gong Tianwo said with a voice: "Agarwood, demon, come back, fire the cannon, send a book to the fairy class, celebrate the mainland, welcome back..."
The grand and warm welcome ceremony was officially opened.
The ruins of the Tianxu Market, the ruins of the Qingtian ruins, swallowed up many Tianjiao monks, but in any case, the ranks of the Golden Danes were done, they won, and they returned with an unprecedented perfect repair.
No matter how sad, no matter how much nostalgia, it is a great time.
It is a big joy.
But when the day is celebrated. (To be continued.)