Japan, Tokyo.

The Imperial Palace, the wealthy families gathered.

Today is a grand ceremony for the entire Japanese country.

Because, the highest leader of the Japanese secular world, Lord Emperor, will hold his 70th birthday today.

On this day, not only elites from all walks of life, business, military and political circles came to congratulate, but even powerful martial arts world leaders such as the Sword God Wangyuehe also came to express their congratulations.

"Didn't you still see Your Highness Moon God?"

At this time, the birthday party had not started yet, but Wangyuehe frowned and asked his subordinates in a low voice.

As the highest god in the martial arts world, the highest symbol of the martial arts world in the country.

Now, the moon god does not come to congratulate the birthday of the Imperial Household owner in person, so he should have given some gifts to congratulate him.

This is also conducive to unity.

Therefore, two or three days ago, Wangyue River asked someone to go to the Sanshen Pavilion to remind the Moon God that it would be best to write a word to the Emperor.

But what made Wang Yuehe speechless was that his people went there many times, but they didn't even see the Moon God.

"Forget it, Moon God doesn't want to give it, so don't give it."

"Anyway, as the Lord of the Sword God Palace, I can represent it to a certain extent."

Wangyuehe finally sighed and stopped forcing him.

Bang ~

At this time, with the salutes roaring.

The Emperor's birthday party officially begins.

The first item of the birthday party is to express congratulations to representatives from all walks of life and offer gifts at the same time.

"President Qian Chijing, you will be on stage later. You must be prepared."

On the VIP seat, Qian Chijing wore a red dress, showing her grace and luxury.

On the beautiful face, the old youth and immaturity have all disappeared, leaving only a little stability and majesty.

"Yeah, grandpa, just call me when you arrive."

"Grandpa Iwai, please continue to talk about my brother Xiaofan."

After Qianchi Jing replied to her grandfather Miyamoto's agent, she turned around and continued to listen to Zen Iwai about the first Truman War.

She had heard no news about the boy for a long time.

To Qian Chijing, the boy emerged like a meteor and suddenly appeared in her dim vitality, instantly illuminating her entire life.

Before he appeared, Qian Chijing was just an unknown and unrespected minor tribe in a family.

It was that young man who pushed him to the peak of life and power in one fell swoop, and handed over the largest consortium in the entire Japanese country to him.

Over the years, Qian Chijing has been thinking about going to Yanxia and meeting Ye Fan.

But in the end, Qian Chijing didn't have the courage to find him.

After all, they just met by chance. Perhaps that young man had forgotten the girl named Qian Chijing under the city of Dongjing.

Therefore, over the years, Qian Chijing has just kept this longing deeply in her heart.

Until a month ago, she learned that Ye Fan had sent someone to take Iwai Zen away.

So, after Iwai Chan came back, Qian Chi Jing kept asking Iwai Chan to tell her about Ye Fan.

Even at the Emperor's birthday party, Qian Chijing was still listening.

However, not long after, the expression of Iwai Zen suddenly changed. He took something out of his arms, and after taking a look, his whole body suddenly shook.

"Grandpa Iwai, what's wrong?"

Qian Chijing saw the change in Iwai Zen's expression, and her pretty face couldn't help but turn white.

"President Qianchi, something happened."

"The Dragon Lord is afraid something happened."

"The Dragon Temple has issued an unprecedented high-level convening order for the four seas!"

Zen Iwai's face turned pale.

He has joined the Dragon Temple for many years and has been dormant for thirteen years.

The vast sea has been floating and rising, and Iwai Zen has experienced all kinds of winds and waves.

However, he could hardly imagine what happened, so he actually made the Dragon Temple issue the highest level of convening order.

This immediately made Iwai Zen feel heavy as if he was desperate to take all his bets and his jades were burned to pieces.

"right!"

"Warrior Forum!"

Zen Iwai just received the call and many messages were not clear.

However, he soon thought of the Warrior Forum.

The Lord of the Dragon God Temple had registered an official account before, and Zen Iwai felt that some doubts should be seen above.

Sure enough, after logging in to the account, Zen Iwai discovered that the entire forum was blown up.

Especially after seeing the post posted by Mr. Han, Chan was shocked.

In amazement, Iwai Zen's eyes became serious immediately.

"Grandpa Iwai, what happened?"

"Don't scare me."

Qian Chijing's pretty face is pale.

Zen Iwai didn't say anything, but just gave her the phone.

Qian Chijing lowered her head and saw the book of war.

....

"To the Dragon Temple belongs to..."

"No matter where you are..."

“Where is it….”

.....

"Run to Mount Chumen immediately..."

"Support the Dragon Lord!"

.....

......

"We want the Dragon Lord to know that behind him is not empty, but there are thousands of people in my Dragon Temple..."

......

war!

war!!

war!!!

......

The last three words of war were even more deafening.

Qian Chijing was stunned.

"The war begins...has it begun?"

Qianchi whispered calmly.

However, no one answered.

At this time, Zen Iwai had already stood up and left the VIP seat.

"Miss Qianchi, the Dragon Lord fights alone, the Dragon God Temple is urgently summoned, and tens of thousands of strong men rush to help thousands of miles away."

"I know that my ability to Weibo is nothing but tiny dust compared to the title master."

"But even in the mortal world, I would like to offer a meager light."

"I would like to be that sparkling fire, help me to become a prairie fire in the Dragon Temple!"

"President Qianchi, I'm sorry."

"I promised you to help you for life."

"Now it seems that I'm going to go back on my word."
To be continued...