When Mo Yu and the others arrived in Kyoto, everyone was stunned. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire airport was crowded with people, and it was impossible to tell how many people there were at a glance.

A series of civilian psychic airliners kept flying from afar, and after the passengers got off the plane, they quickly flew into the air.

All of these people came to Kyoto to attend the meeting for the all-round victory of the Chinese League.

After Mo Yu got off the plane, the group quickly ran from a distance and came to Mo Yu.

"Brother Mo, I'll be ordered to meet you." It was Zhou Fan who spoke, and behind Zhou Fan, there were more than a dozen faces, some familiar and some unfamiliar, at this time, they all looked at Mo Yu with admiration.

Who is Mo Yu? The legend of China, the hero of the last days, the cowman who destroyed the entire temple of gods with his own strength.

Mo Yu nodded when he heard this, although it was said that with Mo Yu's identity, it would not be too much to say that even if Hua Lao and all the people from the base city came to pick up the plane, but now that everything is in ruins, Mo Yu does not dare to work so hard.

Holding Xu Linglong's hand, Mo Yu smiled and said, "Then let's go!" ”

"Brother Mo, please!" Zhou Fan and the others stretched out their hands, and then followed behind Mo Yu and walked towards a convoy not far away.

The car looks ordinary, and although it has been transformed by psionic energy, its appearance is no different from that before the end of the world.

If there is any difference, it is that there is a small flag in front of the front of the car, and a flying dragon totem is painted on the flag.

In today's Kyoto, the victory meeting is about to begin, and the population of Kyoto is comparable to that of the pre-apocalyptic world.

This flag was also specially made by the central government in Kyoto to distinguish identity.

With this flag, it can be said that it goes sideways throughout Kyoto.

This represents the authority of the central government and the power of the Huameng.

The car was driving on the street, and both pedestrians and vehicles on the road gave way one after another, wondering who the people in the car were, and at the same time couldn't help but envy.

Even in Kyoto today, there are no more than 100 people who are qualified to ride in such a car.

These 100 people also include Hua Lao and other leaders at the peak of the Huameng and leaders of more than 40 super-large base cities across the country.

In addition, it is a person who has made a great contribution to the nation.

For example, Qian Yaoguang, who was awarded the Guardian Medal by the Scientific Research Institute.

The car was driving slowly on the road, and the noise outside was getting louder and louder, and through the window glass, Mo Yu knew in his heart that he was getting closer and closer to the place where the victory meeting was held.

Sitting in the back of the car, Mo Yu took Xu Linglong's hand and listened to Zhou Fan in front of him with a smile as he told himself about the recent events in Kyoto.

"Brother Mo, don't you know, in the past week, people from all over the country, as long as they have a little capital, have come to Kyoto by spiritual airliner, and the airport is full every day, even at night. We were able to get out of the airport so quickly this time, and thanks to this car, I picked up a friend alone last time and squeezed for nearly an hour to get out of the airport area. ”

"It is a good thing that the comprehensive victory conference is held, which also means that our Huaxia has stabilized in the short term, and there are no enemies on the earth, and we can quickly develop our own science and technology, especially in terms of genetic warriors, which is our hope for the future."

Hearing Mo Yu's words, Zhou Fan smiled and said: "Who said it wasn't, it's also thanks to you, Brother Mo, to be honest, when I saw the video of the battle between you and those pseudo-gods in the Temple of the Gods, I was so excited, you are so amazing." ”

Mo Yu smiled and didn't continue to answer, turned his head to look at Xu Linglong's smiling eyes, and shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly.

By the time the car arrived at the State Council, it was already half an hour later, Mo Yu took Xu Linglong's hand and walked down, and was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

Among these people, there are Hua Lao and the leaders of the major base cities, as well as all the transcendents in the country, and even some TV reporters.

Mo Yu looked at it at a glance, and felt a little embarrassed in his heart, among these people, although most of them Mo Yu didn't know, there were not a few people who knew.

Hua Lao, Wang Lao, Ling Yuhan, Monkey, Fang Jingmiao, Li Duzun, Bu Xingxing, Mu Bai, Yan Jun, Zou Xiaobao, and Jin Fatzi, Emperor Wuji, Guo Qilin, etc., who arrived one step in advance...

The experience of the last two years in the last two years is constantly passing in front of me, saving Xu Linglong, getting acquainted with Hua Lao, collecting gold and fat people, destroying the city on the other side, forcibly hijacking the Demon Capital Military Region, hunting the future king, appearing in the White Bone Mountain, getting the inheritance of the Yongzhen Tablet, establishing the base city of Middle Earth, destroying the corpse tide of Zheng City with a sword, crisscrossing the invincible hand in Kyoto, killing the corpse emperor, destroying the incarnation, seeking to seize the creation of the sleeping for half a year, lurking in the temple of the gods, and unifying the whole of China.

One thing after another appeared in front of Mo Yu's eyes like a picture scroll, Mo Yu looked at everyone and finally smiled.

"Long time no see!"

The four words, like a hammer hitting people's hearts, made everyone's hearts tremble, and then, everyone couldn't help but redden.

"Long time no see!"

Hua Lao took a deep breath, stepped forward, and shook Mo Yu's hand.

Click, the camera flashed white, and the reporters around them focused their cameras on the two of them.

The people around also gathered around and shook hands with Mo Yu, and after half a ring, Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled: "Okay, okay, let's go in and talk about it." ”

Everyone nodded, turned around and walked towards the State Council.

Walking into the conference room of the State Council, more than 100 people sat down one after another, the conference room is circular, so there is no rostrum, Hua Lao took the lead in speaking, and began to talk about the various arrangements of the victory conference.

Mo Yu listened quietly and didn't say anything, from the beginning to the end of the meeting, he had been fighting with Xu Linglong under the table with his hands.

Looking at Xu Linglong's annoyed and shy look, the corners of Mo Yu's mouth were hooked, and he secretly smiled.

In the venue, everyone was extremely powerful, half of them were transcendental, and they had extremely strong sensibilities, so they naturally knew what the two of them were doing.

However, who dares to ask about Mo Yu's matter?

After the meeting, Hua Lao couldn't help but come over and said helplessly: "Mo Yingying, can we have a good meeting?" The whole audience was waiting for you to speak, but you didn't say a word until the end. ”

Mo Yu grinned and said: "You also know, I don't have any desire for power, you can just watch and do these things yourself, anyway, the war is won, and it is estimated that I will have nothing to do in the future." ”

"You..." Hua Lao looked at Mo Yu in amazement, and shook his head helplessly after half a sound: "You are young, why don't you have any ambition at all, you know in your heart, as long as you speak, no one will object even if you are the emperor." ”

"Would you agree?" Mo Yu looked at Hua Lao in surprise. (To be continued.) )