The dark clouds are vast.

Flying sand and stones.

A big earthquake.

Corpse everywhere.

The escaped reserve members could not imagine what happened here after they left.

The insect tide is dead.

But then, there was a struggle between humans.

What a irony.

Zhao Yulong was completely messy.

On one side is Yu Meng, and at the same time, he is also a family.

On the one hand, there was the Mo Ren enemy he had respected for many years.

Zhao Yulong didn't know who "we" was referring to as Yu Meng.

at the same time.

capital.

In front of a solemn and humble building with low profile shape.

Military bulletproof cars were parked in front of the building doors, and groups of big men in formal attire walked out of the car door one after another and climbed up the stairs.

If someone looks down at this place, he will find that the crowd that is constantly gathering towards the building is divided into small groups.

Most of these small groups are in the form of stars surround the moon, and they are probably the way a group of people gather an important figure in it.

In it.

Some old men wore navy blue ancient costume robes.

There was a handsome middle-aged man with squinting eyes, wearing a straight suit, and beside him, a beautiful woman wearing a red cheongsam followed happily.

There was an old man with a long sword on his back, wearing a gorgeous yellow robe, an ancient crown, and a hand. He crossed several meters in one step. On his square face, he had a smile of unanimous power, like an emperor on a tour, which made people involuntarily feel the desire to surrender.

There is an old man with rough facial features and a fur coat. He looks a bit sloppy, but in his pace, he has the confidence and arrogance that others cannot learn.

"It's still comfortable to take a helicopter."

Zhao Yulong jumped out of the armed helicopter, also wearing a shiny big back, suit and tie, and formal clothes.

soon.

Zhao Yulong found Yu Meng's back from the crowd. He silently sent a series of private chats to Yu Meng in the communication channel.

Yu Meng followed an old man. After the death mark in her private place was shaken, she turned around and looked at Zhao Yulong in the distance, her eyes slightly condensed and nodded without a trace.

"Deputy Team Leader Zhao."

Zhu Tianzong, who followed the old man in a navy blue ancient costume robe, said lightly to Zhao Yulong from afar, saying hello.

Zhao Yulong quickly walked to Zhu Tianzong's side.

"Hey, I didn't expect that your family would bring you such an occasion."

"Um."

Zhu Tianzong had a tense face. He was not used to smiling and forced a ugly smile.

The old man in a navy blue ancient costume robe slowed down when he saw Zhao Yulong approaching the team, and smiled slightly at Zhao Yulong: "Where is the old man in your family?"

"Ahem."

Zhao Yulong almost choked to death by a mouthful of saliva.

I guess the only ones who dare to call his father an immortal are the only ones of your generation who are immortal?

certainly.

Zhao Yulong didn't dare to say this.

He respectfully bowed to the old man in navy blue robe, performed the etiquette of meeting among an ancient family, put away his cynical smile, and said seriously: "My father will arrive later."

"Where is Old Man Mo?"

Zhao Yulong knew that the other party was asking about Mo Rendi.

After a moment of silence.

Zhao Yulong shook his head: "He is in a state of discomfort. This time, I represent the special group, not the Zhao family."

When saying this, Zhao Yulong's mind flashed through his old man's identity.

Emperor Zhu Chong.

The head of the five major families of the Z5 Parliament, the real person in charge of the Zhu family.

It is said that Emperor Zhu Chong did not call this name when he was young.

I don’t know when, everyone called him Emperor Zhu Chong.

The name on the ID card was also changed to "Emperor Zhu Chong".

The deep meaning in the name is self-evident.

Li family, mayor of Haiting City, Li Erpang's father, Li Kai.

Li Shimin's Li is happy.

Zhu family, Zhu Chong.

Yu family, Yu Meng's father, Yu Liexin.

Yingshi, Yingxia.

The Zhao family, which is Zhao Yulong's father, Zhao Tai.

"Everything that is due to come is here."

After a few simple conversations at the door, Emperor Zhu Chong took Zhu Tianzong into the building, Zhao Yulong's eyes were slightly condensed, and he slowly straightened the slightly crooked tie, and said to himself.

“It shouldn’t be here…”

It's night,

The Z5 Council formed by the ancient imperial family,

Gathered here.

Discuss the whole world.

...

...

Yi Lin didn't know that a major event that would completely affect the world pattern would happen in the capital thousands of miles away.

He was also trapped in Cangyang City, with a young and cute newbie and an old liar, who was working hard to deal with Zhao Yulong's forced work.

Yi Lin calculated by her fingers.

A little sad and impatient.

"It has been half a month since the last trial. I didn't expect that I had been delayed by this incident."

Yi Lin was even thinking about whether he would risk being suspected by Zhao Yulong to go to the research institute location sent by Molly to experience the other Star Steel for personal experience, and whether it would react with his mixed bloodline.

But speaking of it.

Yilin didn't have much hope for this matter.

Just give it a try.

Yi Lin doesn't like her body, and there are uncertainties.

Just like the "resentment" at the time, and the "Dixin Factor" that appeared in the body after being given an injection by Joker for some reason, all made Yi Lin distressed for a long time.

But Star Steel is different.

In this world, I guess only Yi Lin knows the true face of Xingchengang now.

What kind of metal is there?

It is clearly the remains of unknown creatures.

This remains are now divided into many parts and fall into the hands of those experts. After various experiments, I don’t know how much they can be left.

Just like the one Molly had in hand, it was made into a knife and finally entered Yi Lin's bloodline.

——It’s a pity that I haven’t even tasted the taste.

It was at this moment.

Yi Lin, who was resting alone in the hotel and waiting for Yuan Zhiye's data analysis results, was suddenly awakened by a phone ringtone like a death-demanding talisman.

"Lead, lead, lead the team! Not good! Not good!"
To be continued...