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  Classical, romantic is its synonym.

  The school is quite sincere in being able to hold a reception here.

  Tonight, all the people who came to the reception were bigwigs from various parties, such as Xia Zeming, principals of major military academies, senior generals of the military department, and Prince Hughes himself.

   Fu Xing looked at the time boredly, his brows were slightly frowned, and a hint of impatience flashed in the depths of his eyes.

  I just can’t leave, there are too many people to deal with, and many old classmates are here, it is inevitable to get together.

  Fortunately, Josiah came and attracted a new wave of attention, which gave him the opportunity to leave.

"No!"

   "I didn\'t see it either."

  Mo Sen and Meng Keqin went to look for Fuxing as soon as they entered the reception, but unfortunately they couldn\'t find it after searching around.

Meng Keqin\'s appearance did not cause a sensation, only a few familiar people nodded their heads as a greeting. Her popularity is mainly sought after by the middle and lower classes and young people. For a reception of this size, Meng Keqin is just a promising young people.

   "Major General Josiah is still there, I\'ll ask." Meng Keqin hadn\'t stepped forward when Josiah looked back and waved at them.

   "Why are you here now?"

   "I\'m delayed by something." Meng Keqin didn\'t look like he suffered a loss just now, as if he really had to deal with important things just now.

  Mo Sen glanced at her calmly, "Where is Major General Fu Xing? Why didn\'t you see him?"

   "Going back." Josiah blinked ambiguously, "He has a family, and if he has time to drink with bachelors like us, it\'s better to go back and spend time with his wife."

  Mo Sen was stunned for a moment, his expression a little stunned.

"Listen to me, Fu Xing\'s favorite wife doesn\'t even want moral integrity, you guys have to remember to stay away from Lin Fu." Josiah was not soft on gossip about good brothers, "Trust me, Lan Xing and Ziyue has already been sent from the fief, and is waiting to be delivered to the hostess."

   "Purple Moon?" Mo Sen exclaimed, breathing heavily, "But the most beautiful weapon in the universe?"

   "Exactly."

  Fifteen hundred years ago, an astonishingly talented weapon master appeared in the interstellar space. Legend has it that the weapons he forged have broken through the limits of human beings and reached the god-level realm that countless scientists have been striving for, attracting countless people.

  Whether it is the blade of the empire, the Ziyue, or the ice and snow of the Xia family, they are all weapons in the god-level domain.

  Ziyue is a double sword that can be separated. When it is single, it looks like a first-quarter moon. When it is divided into two swords, it becomes a full moon. Mysterious and dazzling purple light flows through the whole body. It is elegant, mysterious, noble and far-reaching. It is made of star stone containing special energy.

   Does not need to be recharged, and there are no energy blocks embedded in high-energy weapons.

   "What is Blue Star?" Meng Keqin clenched his fists tightly, his voice trembling imperceptibly.

   "It\'s a legendary mecha."

  Josiah has a big mouth, and when he said something that no one knew, it immediately attracted the attention of the people around him, and they all surrounded him.

   Both Mo Sen and Meng Keqin were squeezed out.

   "How are you?" Mo Sen asked with concern.

   "I\'m fine."

  Meng Keqin\'s expression was calm, as if he was completely unaffected.

"That\'s good."

  (end of this chapter)