Seven seats, six people, and a long table.

There are only a few simple things in the magnificent hall.

There are three seats on each side of the long table. Except for the main seat on the short side, which is still empty, the other six seats are all occupied.

A huge flag is drawn on the light brown floor. Everyone living in this era is very familiar with this flag.

The whole thing is metallic black, with wild blooming flowers engraved on the corners, and thirty silver-white stars in the middle, which represent the twenty-eight major living circles of mankind and the two first-level cities "Holy City" and "Holy City".

City of Gods”.

——This is the flag representing the Federation, the night sky flag!

In this main hall, the night sky flag is not engraved on the wall or dome, but is embedded in the ground and stepped on.

However, when these six people built this place, they did not have the idea of ​​"humiliating the Federation". They simply felt that the aesthetic design of the Night Sky Flag was extremely high and could decorate an overly plain environment.

Of course, even if this behavior was indeed "disrespectful", the six people didn't care.

Meng Wuyue opened her eyes, and the consciousness that returned from Utopia returned to its original form, letting her know everything.

"Brothers and sisters, I have met the leader~"

Before anyone else spoke, she continued:

"He's become immature, like a little puppy, but he's still so handsome... Do you think the leader's handsomeness is his inherent talent?"

"Nymphomaniac." No. 6, who was sitting in the sixth position, spoke up and began to talk venomously:

"You haven't made any progress after so many years. Are you really just in love? The leader didn't like you back then, so you still expect the old cow to eat tender grass now? Look in the mirror, old aunt, look at this white hair, tsk

Tsk tsk..."

"Xiao Liu, come here, the old aunt will disinfect your mouth..."

"Okay, okay." No. 2, who was second only to the leader, spoke at this time. His voice was mellow and gentle, unhurried and unhurried. He always had the right smile on the corner of his mouth. He looked very well-educated... but also very ungrateful.

beat.

If there are people from the sixth life circle here, they will find that the look and expression of this No. 2 is somewhat similar to that of the Shadow Emperor Luo Hebei.

——The so-called "fantasy" must always be based on something that actually exists.

The purpose of Meng Wuyue's fantasy of Luo Hebei was to explore the current situation of the leader, so he unconsciously combined the appearance characteristics of several "big sins" around him, resulting in Luo Hebei's appearance somewhat resembling the leader in his impression.

She looks like No. 2, and her innate affection for Shen Bai comes from Meng Wuyue herself...

The elegant No.2 nodded gently to Meng Wuyue:

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiaosi. You can go and take a rest...to relieve your excitement."

"Uh-huh, I really need to calm down. Ahhhhh, I'm so happy to see my male god again..."

At this time, No. 3, the tallest, most muscular man, suddenly spoke, with a cold and solemn voice:

"Everyone, I'm sorry to ruin your emotions, but I still have to make one point clear... The leader was truly [dead] back then, but now, he has become a young man. Although he has lost his memory and strength, he is still Apocalypse.

Or...what happened to him?" He paused and looked at No. 2 sitting opposite:

"Second brother, what have you [seen] about the leader?"

"Well... I only know a little bit about the resurrection from the dead. In fact, I can only see part of the "past" in him. But as far as I know, Heliwell signed an agreement with the leader.

The content of the contract is uncertain, but it is obvious that since February this year, the leader has begun [revival], B-level Apocalypse? Haha, that is far from his final form."

The always calm No. 2 pushed up his glasses, and there was a sigh and arrogance in his tone that was difficult for others to detect:

Grain basket

"How can the man above me be just a B-level Apocalypse?"

None of the "sins" refuted, they were just surprised that the leader was actually related to "Helliwell".

However, Meng Wuyue's focus was obviously different from that of her companions. She only stared at No. 2 and frowned:

"Helliwell? How do I remember that this mysterious existence is a woman..."

"Yeah." No.2 smiled a little darkly:

"Your Majesty and the leader are living together now."

"Oh? That's okay." Meng Wuyue shook his head and said indifferently:

"She is now teaching the leader as [Grandfather of the Ring] or [Teacher], right? It seems that she is an elder who must please. Next time I go, I will bring some small gifts or something..."

No.2 Blinked his eyes without making any difference.

As part of his power, he can see many things. "Knowing too many secrets" will always cause troubles that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. He has understood very early that some things cannot be said casually.

Although he has not needed to "avoid" for many, many years, it is better to be careful when it comes to the leader and Heliwell.

These two are very scary when they get angry.

He looked at Meng Wuyue, who was still thinking about how to meet the "parent" of Heliwell, and took a sip of tea with a smile.

Xiaosi, my childhood sweetheart is still no match for the Heavenly Fall type.

But having said that, remember when the seven of us met Heliwell for the first time, the leader was taught a lesson?

He put down the tea cup, adding a little more respect in his heart.

I have learned, leader, that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. He is riding on my head today, and he must ride back in the future. He is worthy of being a man above me...

…

"Aba Aba, Aba Aba."

Feng Hua Lian was drooling and swiping her powder, and would take a bite of dumplings from time to time, looking so happy and careless.

Shen Bai poked Liu Tiancang, who was still a little depressed, and said curiously:

"What's going on? Why is she like this again? And the injuries were horrific, with more than two-thirds of the bones broken. I was watching from below. She was using the [Godlike] Gungnir. She couldn't

It’s only right to be injured so seriously…”

"I don't know either..." Liu Tiancang answered in a muffled voice, holding his brother's ashes and killing his blood relative with his own hands. It was difficult for this tall and strong young man to be happy. Although he knew that Liu Tianlang should be executed, he still begged.

Shen Bai used the golden flame to melt his brother's bones and put the ashes into a porcelain jar.

Although he cannot be buried in the family cemetery, Liu Tiancang can find a place with beautiful scenery to bury his brother's ashes, which can be regarded as fulfilling his last responsibility as an elder brother.

Thirty minutes after the Dark Palace fell, people began to wake up from coma one after another. The rescue team that rushed from Lanhai City also arrived not long ago and began to treat the wounded in an orderly manner and count the prisoners of war who had surrendered.

Shen Bai was a little tired, so he did not participate in the finishing work. He took Feng Hua Lian, who had turned into a little fool again, and Liu Tiancang came to chat under the broken tree.
Chapter completed!