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Fu Hua said and clapped his hands.

A girl walked in from the aisle behind the main seat, her head was lowered from the moment she entered, her chin almost poked her chest.

The girl's long hair is tied up high, forming a high ponytail at the back of her head.She was wearing a crimson robe and a jade belt around her waist. It was obviously an extremely flamboyant color, but it was greatly compromised by the timid temperament she displayed.

"Look up and show Mr. Pei."

The girl's hands were trembling, and she raised her head hesitantly, revealing that beautiful face just like Yu Mian's.

It's just that because of the panic, the girl's pupils were dilated and her face was expressionless, like a stiff puppet.

The High Priest's pupils shrank, subconsciously looking at Pei Zhi.

Pei Zhi's eyes were dark, his fingers on the armrest were tense, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging.

That face has already been deeply imprinted in his soul and memory, even if it turns to ashes, he can still recognize it.

But he knew better that the person in front of him only had this face.

Fu Huagao sat on the seat, staring closely at the change of expression on Pei Zhi's face, trying to see a little bit of the reaction he wanted from his face.

But to no avail.

Pei Zhi just glanced at the girl lightly, then looked away.

Fu Hua asked: "Do you look familiar, Pei Zhi? Who do you think she looks like?"

"It does look familiar."

"Does it look like Danjing?"

Pei Zhi pursed his thin lips lightly, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't answer for a long time.

What Fu Hua did was just to find someone at random and put Dan Jing's face on her, so that this was her.

What he said inside and outside the words was just a warning to him, in Fu Hua's eyes, as long as he wanted, anyone could be Danjing.

Only Danjing himself cannot be Danjing.

He is insulting her.

Neither of the two spoke, and the atmosphere in the hall was a little stalemate for a while.

The high priest coughed lightly, and said: "It really looks like Danjing, not only like, but exactly the same, Head of State, is this Miss Nan Xing?"

"It's her." Fu Hua said with a smile, "You also think she looks like Dan Jing, don't you? What about you, Pei Zhi, what do you think?"

"Do you think Nan Xing looks like your late wife Dan Jing?"

Pei Zhi closed his eyes, then opened them again, and his eyes had returned to calm: "It's really similar."

"Hahahaha..." Fu Hua finally clapped his hands and laughed in satisfaction. Nan Xing, who was standing beside him, flinched, his legs trembled, and he almost couldn't stand still. , is not bad, and should be able to compare with the true god, don't you think, Pei Zhi?"

The high priest responded with a smile: "The Führer's kneading skills are indeed superb, and he can be called a true god."

Pei Zhi also put on a half-smile: "What the head of state said is true."

Since ancient times, there have been only two true gods in the world.

One is himself, and the other is the creation god Danjing.

As the God of Creation, what Danjing is best at is making everything from earth.

People are also one of the myriad things, and so is Fu Hua.

However, Fu Hua created by Dan Jing, the first thing he did after the rebellion was to kill Dan Jing and imprison him.

Now this person is trying to compare himself with Dan Jing again.

Pei Zhi only found it ironic.

"Since you all think so, then, Pei Zhi, I'll leave Nan Xing to you." Fu Hua raised his hand, and Nan Xing was thrown beside the configuration.

He stood up and stepped down from the high position, but still maintained a condescending posture and stared at Pei Zhi: "I will hold a wedding for you in a few days, right here, and I will be your witness."

The high priest stood up quickly, Pei Zhi still sat still, Nan Xing, who was thrown at his feet, lay prostrate on the ground, his back trembling constantly.

Pei Zhi bent the corners of his lips: "Then I will first thank the head of state on behalf of my late wife."

"You're welcome."

Fu Hua raised his hand, Pei Zhi stood up, shook hands with him, the two looked at each other, Pei Zhi withdrew his hand, and knelt down in front of Nan Xing.

"Look up at me."

Nan Xing raised her head shyly, her eyes were full of timidity and fear: "Mr. Pei."

"Shh!"

"Come with me." Pei Zhi didn't look at her again, got up and walked out.

Nan Xing stood up quickly, and trotted all the way to keep up with Pei Zhi.

The figures of the two disappeared at the door one after the other, Fu Hua looked away and looked at the high priest beside him.He beckoned, the high priest came over with his ear, and Fu Hua explained some things to him.

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After driving all night, Yu Mian woke up Yu Ye when he was three kilometers away from the Big Yu tribe, pressed the contactor again, and dialed out.

Alia's voice came from the opposite side soon: "This is Alia from the Big Fish Tribe, is it number 0897?"

"It's me." Yu Mian squeezed her throat with one hand, and glanced at Yu Ye who was readying her gun from the corner of her eye, "We are 15° east by south of the back gate of the Big Yu Tribe, and we are three kilometers away from the Big Yu Tribe. Please come out to greet me in time."

"Ok."

"This handover of materials is extremely serious. Please be vigilant and come to the rescue alone to avoid being discovered by others."

"clear."

After some communication, Yu Mian hung up the communicator.

"Are you sure she will come here alone?" Yu Ye loaded the gun with bullets and asked doubtfully.

"Yes, many exchanges between the Big Fish Tribe and the Federation are not on the table."

It was precisely because of this kind of communication that couldn't get on the stage that she was given such an opportunity today.

Yu Mian loaded the gun, looked up through the car window, and saw a light spot not far away, walking towards here from far away.

Yu Ye was holding the gun in one hand, and the other hand was on the door handle of the car door, his eyes were bright, looking at the spot of light vigilantly.

The light spot was getting closer and closer, and more than half of Aliya's figure had appeared. Yu Mian lowered her eyes and pressed a button on the console of the truck.

The lights came on immediately.
"It's now."

As soon as Yu Mian finished speaking, she and Yu Ye opened the car doors respectively, and the two of them jumped out of the car at the same time, and rushed over like Alia.

Aliya was only five meters away from the truck, and she saw two little girls sitting inside through the window from a distance, which was completely different from the instructions sent from the Federation.

Before she leaned over to take a closer look, the lights of the truck suddenly turned on.

The bright white light stung Aliya's eyes, and she subconsciously ran back, but there were two gusts of wind behind her.

Before Aliya could run a few steps, someone grabbed her wrist from behind and pushed her down to the ground, with a hard object on the back of her head.

Appears to be muzzle.

Aliya's heart trembled, and just as she was about to wake up the communicator hanging by her ear, she stretched out a hand and pulled it violently.

The connector with the wire was torn off by that hand, and his mouth was tightly covered by someone:
"If you don't want to die, just shut up."

Yu Ye shouted coldly, Aliya's body was stiff, and a gorgeous firework exploded in her mind from this voice.

After the fireworks ended, it was the huge accident she experienced a long time ago.

She personally killed her father and wiped out all the onlookers present.

And the promoter of all this is the young man behind him!

Now, he actually came again!
Fear was like a huge invisible mountain, shrouding Arya tightly in the shadow.