Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

A month later, Tiandu, Federal Square.

For half a month in a row, Tiandu has been sunny and calm, with temperatures not low and high, making it the most comfortable time of late autumn.

“Come on, come on, come on, there's another spot! ”

A group of young people made a scene outside the square, and a big fat man squeezed into the crowd, shaking his arms, squeezing out a lot of space to greet the girls behind him.

Over the small river, suddenly jumped onto the tall steps and looked forward with his toes.

Girls of this age are recovering fast. The serious injuries sustained in the "Federal Square Explosion” a month ago are all better. There are no scars left. On the red fluttering skin, every pore is filled with youth vitality. Today, the old land swims back. You can't see a little shadow on the river face. The scars look good and forget the pain.

“Wow!”

The red flags on the Federal Square, the heads buoyed, the balloons and the pigeons flying wildly, made this somewhat rebellious little girl exaggerate.

“Let me see, are they here yet? Are you here yet?”

The chubby boy arched up hard, but the space above was blocked by the creek. Only if she wore another skirt that didn't reach her knees today. The chubby man looked up and his eyes turned bright and his attitude changed. "Uh, creek, let's see, I'll just watch you share below! ”

“Come on, $40,000! ”

Raise your left hand across the creek, point the wrist crystal brain at the center of the square, start shooting, start sharing mode again, the images you will be shooting, and share with the crystal brains of the next few small partners.

As for the fat boy "Four cents”, only God knows where he is looking.

In the middle of Federal Square, in the eyes of all, slowly came a special team.

At first glance... this team is made up of fierce demons!

Some have faint scales on their arms and torso, some have long black hair on their faces, some have a tail with a bone prick behind their buttocks, and some even have sharp horns in their brains!

As they came out of the crystal chariot, lined up in a neat queue, and marched toward the nine-star dragon warfare flag in the center of the square, the faint face, the faint demon, the mountain sea of the Federal Square, all appeared silent for a moment.

Even the small river on the edge of the square took a sip of air and screamed with his little buddy, "Wow."

However, no one panicked, let alone looked angrily. On the contrary, there was admiration, emotion and even a hint of shame in the eyes of these "demons” in the general public.

These “Demons" are also not wearing Wanxi Coalition armor. Instead, they are dressed in a new Federation black dress. Each “Demon Nation" has three or four Federation medals on its chest, and their big cap is in the center, with a nine-star Dragon Warfare badge with a tooth dancing claw at its end!

They're not demons.

Instead, two years ago, the Blood Demon Realm launched its first massive attack on the “Battle of Dawn” in the Uranus realm, pursuing the enemy army to the dark extinct realm, and was captured by the "Phantom Army" and sent to the "Phantom" of the Blood Demon Realm Arctic Shadow Island to conduct the "Demon God Virus” test of the SWAT Regiment warrior!

Today is the day they come home!

Under the leadership of Major General Han Tu Tiger, Commander of the SWAT Regiment, these appearances were alienated, but the intransigent fighters, with their clawed feet, stepped forward, bombarded the land of the motherland, and walked steadfastly towards the flag.

Under the banner of the Nine Star Dragon Battle, waiting for them are their families, their parents, their wives and their children!

At this moment, these two years in the middle of nowhere, tormented by all the faceless mutilators, they can no longer see anything, they can't see the thousands of people who cling to welcome them, they can't see the sentimental senior Federal Army officials on the podium, and they can't even see the Nine-Star Dragon Warfare Flag.

The only thing you can see is the familiar and unfamiliar faces of their families, and their eyes that speak thousands of words.

The heart of all the remnants is at an extreme point, and the original neat pace becomes scattered and slow, seemingly trying both to move forward and to shrink somewhat.

After Li Yao recovered the drill troops and interrupted the war on the strings of arrows, the news reached both worlds, and the happiest nature was the remnants of these SWAT regiments.

After two years in the country, they can't wait to go home.

At this time, however, there is a relatively headache problem - they are the subjects of the Demon God virus, each of whom has undergone at least a few dozen trials, the degree of cellular isomerization and the strong resistance to “reducing agents".

Based on the blood of the Golden Heart Moon and the Son of the Underworld, artificially synthesized ordinary "chaotic blood” is simply not enough to completely fade away their demonizing characteristics.

At least a year and a half away from refining drugs that are specifically targeted to their “symptoms” will not necessarily succeed.

They face very difficult choices.

It is to continue to spend a year and a half in the bloodthirsty realm, even longer, waiting for the original face to be restored before returning home and reuniting with relatives.

Or go back right away, but with this... look?

At the moment of hearing the news that they could return home, all the remnants of the army were in a state of agitation and did not hesitate to choose a second path.

But really back home, back in the sunshine of Uranus, back in front of their compatriots, deep in their devastated hearts, but with all sorts of worries and fears, so many people stopped, some shrugged their heads, hesitated to look across the street.

Between the remnants of the army and their families, one side is in the face of the demonic tribe, the other side is still human, as if separated by an invisible barrier, close to each other, yet far away.

There are hundreds of silent, half-air curtains in the Federal Square that transmit images from all angles to the surrounding area, leaving all Federal citizens in silence and entanglement.

Nervous across the river held his breath and held his fist tight.

At her age, it may not be possible to read the depths of those two wet eyes on the screen, how many emotions there are, but she cannot reside in the dark expectations of her heart.

The mutilators and their families, like two swarms of sculptures, remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly...

A blue-faced cripple seemed to see his family in the crowd, as if he had read something from the face of his family, some of whom covered their teeth with humility, took a step backwards, lowered his head and tried to turn his head and flee.

But when he turned around, the other side had rushed out of a white aunt, holding him and his fang claws in her arms.

Over the silent Federal Square came a tearing mother's heart out crying: "O my son! ”

Intangible solid ice, crushed by this cry, two silent crowd sculptures, turned into two massive waves, colliding hard together!

“Mom, I'm back. I'm back! ”

“Honey, let me see you, look at you! ”

“Daddy! ”

There was a boil in the Federal Square, where the agreed mutilators first raised the flag, played the national anthem, then announced their return to the Commander of the Federal Army, and the Commander awarded the new "Flying Tiger Regiment" flag and other ceremonies. The mutilators and their families were held together, the Federal Army and the practitioners were held together, and all the citizens of the Federation who knew and did not know each other were held together!

Daytime fireworks lit around, and under the blue sky white clouds, four large words were typed:

“Welcome home! ”

This is an unprecedented occasion in the 500 years since the founding of the Federation of Stars and Glory, in this square, where numerous "triumphal ceremonies” and “grand parades of victory” have been held.

In the Federation, however, this “unprecedented” change has taken place on a daily basis at all levels over the past month.

At the top of the Federation, the President of the Federation, Jianghai, took only one and a half days off and devoted himself fully to the task of disturbing the situation with the utmost efficiency.

The Special Action Team, led by the Acting Director of the Secret Sword Bureau through the Spring Feng, thunderbolted day after night. Within the season, the network of “Patriot Organization" was even uprooted, and the vast majority of bases were completely destroyed!

After the fall and death of Lu Jing and Zhou Yongkai, the Patriots have lost their substantive counter-political power, only to prolong their asthma.

And in Patriot, not everyone knows about the drunken plan.

In fact, only a handful of people, even the handsome Zhou Yongkai, knew that Lu was drunk enough to slaughter tens of thousands of compatriots and blame the demons in advance!

Some “patriots" know only that they are going to assassinate the Speaker, "kill the country * thieves, save the Federation”, while others “patriots" do not even know that they are going to assassinate the Speaker, they only know that the people and demons are on the same footing and must find a way to start a war, thus facilitating the organization.

When the truth was revealed, the members of the patriot group who were in the drums collapsed completely.

Many people surrendered voluntarily, and even those who died directly after leaving a suicide note, even the recalcitrant hardliners, appeared in their original form under the report of their accomplices.

Today, a month later, the “Patriots" collapsed completely and could not spark any more waves.

Channels of communication between the Tian Yuan and the Blood Demon were also initially established.

In fact, Han Tu Tiger led these demonized Confederate soldiers back this time, on the one hand, the travelers returned home and, on the other hand, the emerging forces representing the bloodthirsty world, "Tianfire", expressing the overwhelming majority of the bloodthirsty demon race, the idea of peace.

These demonic remnants are the best bridge for communication between the two sides.

After Han Tu Tiger completes the initial communication, in the near future, the new “Nine Days of Xuan Girl” Golden Heart Moon of Wandemon Palace will also bring a large delegation to the Federation to formally discuss the terms of peace.

Once the treaty is signed, it means that the Blood Demon realm has surrendered completely!