My little country

"Twenty districts?"

"Emperor Ying didn't dare to use this to establish authority, it really became peace."

Xiao Yu was no longer in the country of cherry blossoms. After watching the show, he turned and ran to Huaguoshan Island. After harvesting the herbs, he let the disciples who came to work here can go home on vacation.

And told them that after this renovation, people like them can join the Great Sage to participate in the extraordinary conference to meet the world.

In addition, the five disciples who held flying swords also received news that they were not qualified to participate in the Extraordinary Conference as the Sword Immortal Sect, but they could also join the Great Sage Sect.

Then, Xiao Yu began to distribute the invitation letter with a clear purpose.

After all, it is only a short week before the extraordinary meeting!

In the city of Mosca, the capital of the northern powers.

The Great Emperor Mosca sat in the office in a precarious manner. After finishing an interview with a beautiful reporter, he watched everyone leave, only then showed a tired look.

Although he is in front of the camera, his style remains the same.

But in fact, he is an old man after all.

In four years, he will be able to reach the stage of ancient rareness.

Both physical strength and energy are not as good as before.

But he can't fall, nor dare to fall!

While gaining efficiency by centralizing power, he is also concerned about too many things.

But now Mosca has no successors!

"My Mosca superhumans, where are they? Do they really care about Mosca's future?"

Emperor Mosca murmured to himself, closing his eyes for a while.

Suddenly, he noticed that the door of the office had been opened without knocking.

The pistol he carried was quietly gripped by Emperor Mosca, and then released again.

Because Emperor Mosca saw a familiar figure, a young man he thought about day and night, and was walking over with a smile.

"Anderson!"

"It's not a good habit to come in without knocking."

Emperor Mosca smiled, and then asked: "Why did no one inform me that you are here?"

"I have heard the legend about Mosca's commanding house."

"It is said that every psychic with real abilities needs to go to the Mosca Commander's Mansion alone, and see the owner here without being discovered by outsiders, to complete the proof."

"..."

Emperor Mosca smiled bitterly: "This is just an exaggerated story during World War II and the Cold War."

"True psychics are not as capable as you."

"I know, but I want to try it."

"Then, I found it was actually quite easy."

The Anderson boy whom Xiao Yu had shrugged his shoulders. For him now, it was really easy to enter here.

There is no need to perform specific witchcraft, just rely on the mental power of a powerful second-level wizard to prevent yourself from being noticed by outsiders, and you can enter smoothly.

Of course, at most three minutes, someone should have discovered themselves through surveillance video and notified the bodyguard, right?

However, this time is enough for myself.

Xiao Yu walked to the front of Emperor Mosca and waved his hand gently.

On the desk, five black invitations appeared.

At the same time, there is a bottle of milky white medicine.

"This is an invitation letter from Mosca to participate in the Extraordinary Conference. We hope that you will be able to send someone to participate."

"Don't worry, we take this very seriously. In fact, I plan to go there myself." Emperor Mosca looked at the invitation and the potion, nodded and asked, "What is in this medicine bottle?"

"A bottle of alchemy potion that is also effective for mortals. We don't want the leader of Moscar to have physical problems."

The teenager Anderson looked at Emperor Mosca and smiled: "Changes are coming. We have common interests."

Emperor Mosca nodded, picked up the medicine bottle without hesitation, and drank it in one gulp.

Soon the white liquid medicine turned into a warm current, flowing in the blood vessels of Emperor Mosca's whole body, dispelling his physical exhaustion and mental fatigue.

And let him vaguely feel that the muscles in his chest seem to have recovered its elasticity.

"This potion... works well!"

"Please thank your alchemy master for me."

Anderson leaned slightly, nodded in response, and disappeared in front of Emperor Mosca.

Also at this moment.

There was a loud bang, but several room doors were violently pushed open by the bodyguards at the same time. A large group of people rushed into the office, and then saw the refreshed Emperor Mosca, sitting calmly in front of the desk, watching they……

Citi State, the Supreme Commander's House.

The Wizard of Camus, who represented the power of the dark temple, appeared on the street in front of the Commander's Mansion in an upright manner.

The skulls exposed outside the robe terrified the demonstrators and attracted a large number of military police.

Fortunately, the senior officials of Citigroup did not forget the identity of the Camus wizard, and quickly sent a special team to greet him.

And the general leader personally received.

As a necromancer Xiao Yu had stayed in Citigroup at the beginning, Wizard Camus obeyed Xiao Yu's remote control, constantly moving his mouth and making bursts of bones clicking.

Then he uttered a hoarse old British language.

Remind all of you here at Citigroup that Citigroup has no extraordinary heritage.

The Dark Temple comes from Europa and is a rare cooperative ally of Citigroup.

Wizard Camus also left five invitations for Citigroup.

And quietly gave a word to the leader of Citigroup.

In the Extraordinary Conference, there will be a special undead being sold.

Citi, you must buy that undead!

Of course, afterwards, the Dark Church will thank Citigroup for its dedication and remember the friendship of Citigroup!

The Citigroup leader naturally agreed and talked about the matter quietly with the experts.

They all feel that this incident further illustrates the complexity and particularity of the transcendental world, and it can be seen from it that the transcendental world is not without the opportunity for ordinary people like them.

They, Citi, should take good advantage of this grand event and win the benefits for the country!

"For my family too!"

The chief of Citigroup quietly added to himself.

He wouldn't tell others in secret, the wizard Camus also used psychic witchcraft to tell what only he knew.

As long as the Citigroup leader can meet the requirements of the dark temple.

This time it happened.

The Dark Temple is willing to restore the health of the leader of Citigroup and reorganize its power.

The leader of Citigroup is a businessman, and he has always been very trustworthy in collecting money and doing things.

As long as the money is in place, drug dealers sentenced to hundreds of years can sign an amnesty for release.

He did not have the slightest psychological burden on the requirements of the dark temple.

Anyway, the current policy of Citigroup is not to hug one side's extraordinary thighs and then react accordingly?

And in order to avoid accidents.

The Citigroup leader picked up an invitation letter and looked around the experts and said:

"Everyone, in order to show the importance of our Citigroup to the dark temple allies, I have decided."

"This extraordinary meeting."

"I want to participate too!"