Rebirth of the National Male God Chapter 696: The man is coming

At this time, Shu Cheng slowly closed his eyes and fell backwards, and the host quickly helped him.

"Wow..." Everyone at the scene was frightened, and they just received so much shock that they thought Shu Cheng seemed unwell at this time.

The scene was agitated.

"What's the matter? Shu Cheng fainted? Are you okay?"

"I rely on! Shu Cheng is okay? How could this accident happen? Is Shu Cheng's physical problem? Or what happened?"

"There was a merchant in ancient times who collected sackcloth, wheat, animal skins, and oranges from Chuanzhong. He came out of the river from the waterway, and the boat was halfway. The water was quickly broken, and the boatman asked: No pulp is not feasible. Say: I have orange, hemp, wheath, and I don’t know if it’s a paddle or a pulp!”

"I also have a mother's criticism that I don't know what to say and what to say! My male **** has worked so hard for a long time, and finally the brain king Shengdian collapsed!"

"Do you know what the situation is!"

The doctors in the program group immediately caught up. Just when the doctor's hand was about to touch the teenager, the door was pushed open.

A few men in black came in.

It looks like the protagonist at a critical moment in a TV series. Although it is a bit of a dog blood and an idol drama, I have to say that it is really handsome.

The man headed against the light, wrapped in a windbreaker, his face was as sharp as a knife, and his sharp and unusual anomalies, when a pair of vast star-like eyes swept toward people, brought a trace Lazy and indifferent breath.

The scene was shocked, but the man couldn't help but bowed his head under the gaze of the man's eyes, daring not to say a word out loud.

My heart is still muttering: Who is this person? The aura is so powerful!

The man looked at the teenager supported by the host and the doctor who was about to touch the teenager. His eyes were dark and he walked towards the stage.

"Give me." The man's voice was low, domineering and awe-inspiring, with a majesty that could not hold his beak.

The doctor and the host, including Hu Yicheng, who heard the voice of a man on stage, were suppressed by the aura of the man, and he couldn’t afford to resist.

The audience under the stage started to make trouble.

"Who is this man? How did you know that you have gone to power? It looks not easy! I didn’t dare to speak when he just looked at me."

"I don’t know! Did you know Shu Cheng!"

"Ah! I know who he is!" a girl yelled.

"Who?" "Who! Hurry up!" "Hurry up!" everyone questioned.

"Do you still remember the last V-blog published by a teenager, a big one in his family!"

Everyone’s eyes immediately shifted to the man.

"Ah! It's really him! The Lord appears!"

"More handsome than the photos!"

"Is it time to talk about being handsome or not? Isn’t the boy what’s the most important thing? Isn’t it wrong?"

The deep, sea-like eyes of Rong Junyi are awe-inspiring, making people irresistible, and in a deep voice with the breath of fierce and natural superiors: "Give me the microphone."

The host hesitated and gave the microphone to the man.

The man picked up the microphone, and his deep voice spread throughout the event venue of "The Strongest Brain": "She is tired, I will take her home."

He said, take her... home.

No consultation, no inquiry.

Rong Junyi directly hugged the teenager, turned around and walked out the door, step by step, the man's eyes were dark and deep.

"Wow--" The scene suddenly exploded.