No one likes to engage in this kind of moth, what kind of pomp and circumstance! Can't you just pick someone up and leave?

If only it were that simple. The process requested by Elta's side was as follows: first, the two sides exchanged prisoners, and at the same time the two sides signed the text of a formal peace agreement, and the previous temporary text of the shield city, although the same content, was no longer useful. Then the two sides shook hands and made peace in the presence of the people of the imperial capital, and then negotiated further exchanges of agreements such as permanent embassies behind closed doors.

In the new district, the civilians who have been brought back will also be screened and registered as missing and deceased...... The living ones were immediately sent to the base for a comprehensive physical examination to restore psychological counseling, and the was no less than Elta's big trouble.

Fortunately, today we will be able to put an end to the biggest criticism in the country. Killed a few injured a few of the pot to Elta's back, how much to pay a huge amount of money to turn over two equivalent precious metals to let Elta out, plus a slip of unequal treaties, the terms do not need to be written separately, the same as the endorsement, there is a same.

The transfer of prisoners took place off-stage, and the signing of peace agreements was specially selected to take place on stage. Charles was busy looking at the clothes of the people who came, and he could see that the civilian officials were all dressed in black clothes, and the soldiers were all colorful battle suits, how could they distinguish the status of such a dress? These seemingly indistinguishable costumes are not distinguished by any medals and ribbons, which is really incredible. Charles was in much better spirits today than he had been a few days ago, and he was able to think about anything other than Elta's fiasco. As for Elta's, this matter will be settled until the New Year. It doesn't matter if you break the fortune and eliminate the disaster, or if you have one more emperor, it's not too late to take a breath after the spring ploughing next year.

Naturally, he didn't have to do anything to sign the peace agreement, and his foreign minister was holding the national seal and pressing heavily on the peace treaty. The article is also a good content and does not hurt. It's for the people in the audience to see. Then send out the announcement, and everything will be fine.

Variables are always quietly turned behind your back when they shouldn't be and give you a hammer.

"Eh, is your camera broken?" Meanwhile, in the tent, an officer pointed to a computer screen and shouted to the sergeant who was taking a picture of him.

"I'm a big grass, who is this Nima? Go, go, this is a supernatural photo, right? ”

"Spirit, you ghost, you wait." The officer pulled out a mobile phone from his pocket and gave a close-up of the deaf and blind "poor" girl.

A thought came to the officer's mind. "This is not the captive."

As soon as he blinked, the priest revealed her prototype. After that, whether it was a doctor or a fitness coach who had just been handed over, everyone saw the black-haired girl first, and then looked at the photos, God! It's blonde! It turned out that his eyes were closed, and Duang's voice turned into a watery blue eye! The whole person has also changed his race, and it is simply a special effect!

The abnormal self-transmitter reached the earphone, and then reached Eltafang through Huang Yuan. The emperor also heard the general idea from the words of the guards. Someone used magic to disguise someone who wasn't supposed to be a captive as a captive. The Grand Magician had already hurried to the camp, and it would only take a moment to reveal whether it was true or not.

An angry negotiator snapped the gel pen he signed. This pen may have been displayed in a museum, but now it can only rest in this land.

Charles also slumped in his chair. He already knew who did this, and he didn't need to say that the girl was a double moon priest, just by looking at which woman he was doing it, he knew that it was his youngest son who did it. The poor old emperor counted his eldest son, but fell into the hands of his favorite and most trusted little prince.

This unscrupulous little bastard has messed things up, but now there's a chance to redeem it!

When he returned, he seemed to stand up and explain to others, and asked him to tell the prince - to see people in life, and to see corpses in death! Be sure to be fast!

The prince was also paralyzed on the side seat at this time. If you don't eat and punish, he will lose the last throne for this girl! Calculated as shrewd for a while, this trick cost him his life! Forced by the majesty of his father, he could only do so, and asked his entourage to bring out his toys immediately. But he whispered to the guards to kill her with poison first! What he fancies, he can't let anyone get! At this time, the guards were also confused by the current situation and didn't know what the situation was, so they had to do it.

When the girl's body was brought out, she still had shackles on her feet that had severed the chains, and the keys were still in her master's hands. The eyes of everyone in the new district under the stage were burning with anger. The people of the imperial capital had already been retired, and the agreement was torn up on the spot by the personnel of the new district, and then they walked away. On the huge stage, only Elta's officials were left looking at each other, and the old emperor was slumped in his chair and sweating coldly. Mom, a good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, this child wants to suffer immediate losses!

It seems that a family scandal is about to end in the form of disgrace and disgrace, and the empire will let Yicheng benefit again, but how can things be so simple?

No one noticed that a man had touched the face of his recently dead daughter and hid himself in the chaos.

"I'm sorry." Han Deshang whispered in the ear of the soldier he had put down. He put on his army-green coat and shuddered as he took out the smartphone he had just been handed out from his liner and glanced at the last photo of his daughter. Old tears burst out of his hard eyes again. This tough guy has been on the battlefield of counter-terrorism in the Northwest, fought sanda and practiced fighting, and broken bones and dislocated, but none of the pain can be more devastating than the use of an awl to drain his blood in this otherworldly country today. He was able to survive this inhuman situation for the month, and the belief that he was able to see his family and go back together has always supported him. He is the only one who has come out of hell today. Whether he goes back or not, his wife won't come back. His daughter, who should have been able to talk to comfort and be the pillar of his life, was also taken away. What does he take to face life behind the door? What will he do to face his dying parents-in-law? What other face does he have to meet people?

Walking out of the tent, the sun was still shining outside. Old Han wiped away his tears with his sleeve, clenched the rifle he was carrying outside his coat, and strode towards the front of the stage. Removing the sad face, the face of a tough guy in the Central Plains looks more resolute. He almost gritted his steel teeth, and whispered these words from between his teeth:

"Xiao Jingjing, you wait, Dad is here to avenge you. the kid, wait for me. “