"Your Majesty the Emperor?"

The angry accusations of the two French gentlemen and ladies, of course, Su Mufeng, who was far away on the top floor of the building, could hear them clearly. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, Su Mufeng, who was in a state of rampant thinking, could only say this: The emperor or something, can you eat it?

"Well, it's probably a big boss on the mysterious side, right? Looking at the statement of those psionic people, it seems that they are still girls? ”

Su Mufeng pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "I don't know if it's beautiful...... Can you have children? ”

After saying this, a cold wind blew through Su Mufeng's body, making him shiver involuntarily.

Wait, what the hell is this inexplicable sense of unease!

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Just when Su Mufeng was confused, the battle royale game in Nandu was about to come to an end.

Under the intimate contact of countless streamers and flying swords, all the psionic beings lurking in the imperial capital came to the Yangtze River Bridge in the southern capital, the coordinate point designated by Su Mufeng with a confused face.

The only exception is probably only in the underground base of the city government.

The threat of a central base, which must not be exposed, and the threat of a mysterious person close to the emperor, put the psykers on the Republic's side in a dilemma.

"Rest assured, the state has already prepared a place for you at the Babaoshan Martyrs Cemetery in the capital."

In the face of the Seventh Special Mission Group of the General Staff Department that wanted to cry without tears, Comrade Lin Huaimin ******** comforted him cordially.

The Seventh Special Group of the General Staff: "......"

You might as well be insolent!

But, to be honest, no one complained.

After all, this Secretary Lin is himself the director of the Seventh Division of the General Staff.

At this moment, in the vast hall, dozens of large and small electronic screens are almost all psykers from various countries who are constantly approaching the Yangtze River Bridge.

Eventually, when all the psionics came together, the big screen merged together.

That scene is simply impossible to look at.

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"United States! Citizens of the United States of America gather here! ”

"This is the venue for the French ball, the British, get out of the way!"

"This is the UN Psionic Commissioner, and we invite our friends from the five permanent members to gather here, and we need to have a small meeting...... Ahem, please go and rest first, and we'll let you know after the meeting......"

"District 11 - Oh, no, it's Japan, citizens of Japan, please come here!"

As the largest gathering place for hundred-level psionics in the modern history of mankind, the current Nandu Yangtze River Bridge has finally ushered in the most glorious moment of its life.

-- It became a vegetable market.

Ahem, there's no way around it.

The birth of a psyker is a completely random event, and it is impossible to control it at all, except for the bloodline inheritance.

Psionic representations manifest themselves at least as adults.

Even at the level of the five hooligans of the United Nations, if they want to cultivate spy psionics, they can only find wild psionics from the people and train them.

Under the condition that the three views have long been established, it is good enough to brainwash wild psionics into being willing to come to the imperial capital to seek death.

Of course, it is inevitable that the quality will be uneven.

However, despite all the things that make people feel uncomfortable, the common goal of all psykers is clear.

- In the shortest possible time, determine the identity of the mysterious powerhouse.

"Emperor? It can't be, although no one has ever lived to see the true face of that majesty, but there can be no problem with the young woman's voice. ”

A British staff officer was the first to reject the first conjecture.

"Could it be the emperor's spouse? This kind of power is extremely powerful, and there is indeed no big problem, but ......"

Everyone looked at each other.

"But with the cold-bloodedness of that majesty...... Are you really interested in a relationship? ”

Far away from the crowd, under the snow, the snow is inaudible and the sound is inaudible.

"It's not...... Your Majesty is very gentle. ”

On the side, Miyagi Jun couldn't help but laugh and said: "Your Majesty, although you are indeed the only person in the world who has seen the emperor's true face and even lived with her for a period of time, the impression that the emperor left on this world is only those four words." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Miyagi Jun said: "Your Majesty, I understand that you have always been reluctant to mention that past, but even at this time, you are ......"

Yukimi shook his head and said, "I don't know who the owner of that voice is. ”

"Of course, the change of voice is inevitable under the influence of psionic energy, but you can analyze it logically?"

"Logically speaking, there is indeed a person who is eligible, but ......" Yukimi still shook his head and said: "Impossible, Your Majesty has said that that person will never set foot in our world." ”

"Ordinary humans?" Jun Miyagi quickly thought of something, and sighed: "I see, it's ......"

Yukimi didn't explain again, and looked at the river silently.

In the distance, the psykers' arguments were still inconclusive.

Completely vague clues, fragmented information, everyone is confused.

And with the passage of time, and the fear of the unknown, some different ideas are also born in the hearts of some people.

Finally, a young brown-haired young man gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you have to limit your thinking to the emperor...... Could he not be someone else? ”

Someone soon retorted: "The Protector has not moved until now, except for the emperor's decree, how can there be any other possibility?" ”

The brown-haired young man's body trembled slightly, and he said loudly: "It's been ten years!" Who knows if the Emperor and the Protectors have left the city!? ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire Nandu Yangtze River Bridge fell silent.

Hundreds of thoughtful eyes were aimed at the brown-haired young man.

But no one opened their mouths to refute it.

The young man's casual words speak to the thoughts hidden in the hearts of the whole world.

Why hasn't the emperor appeared again in the past ten years?

As if encouraged by these gazes, the brown-haired young man became emotional and said loudly: "Why should we be so afraid of a shadow from ten years ago? Ten whole years of reconnaissance, but there is no trace of the existence of any emperor! Isn't that enough to prove the truth? ”

The silence continued, but someone had already begun to exchange glances, and the deep meaning in their eyes was self-evident.

Soon, another voice rang out.

"Even if the truth is as you say, those unbeatable lightsabers, how can we fight them?"

Hearing this, the brown-haired young man was stunned for a moment, struggled for a long time, and didn't say anything useful, so he could only bow his head dejectedly.

"Maybe I can answer that question." A gentle voice diverted everyone's attention.

The well-dressed Chinese young man smiled gently and calmly introduced himself: "Kunxu, Wang Zhuozhi. (To be continued.) )