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Shadow said: "It's all arranged."

Nie Qingru was saying: "It depends on whether the capital city dares to accept the invitation..."

She guessed that Beijing City would not agree so quickly, so she had to shirk it.

but it does not matter.

She still has back hands, and will finally force them to agree.

"Sorry, empress." Shadow's phone vibrated at this time, he took it out apologetically and quickly glanced at it, then told her seriously: "The city of Jing agreed."

"..."

Nie Qingru choked.

His face, which was not pretty at first, turned gloomy by a few inches.

Agreed so quickly?

Didn't the city even try to decline?

Are they that confident?

Shadow could feel her anger easily provoked by Qiao Nian, so he didn't dare to say a word, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Fortunately, Nie Qingru was only emotionally fluctuating for a moment, and quickly calmed down, walking in front with a cold face: "Let's go."

**

The weapons exhibition is scheduled for the middle of this month.

There are still about ten days in the middle, since Master Cheng decided to participate in this exhibition, he must go all out to prepare for the exhibition.

It is impossible to bring the czar of equal proportions to state M to participate in the exhibition.

Master Cheng needs to complete a scaled-down model of the Tsar within ten days, and then use the model to participate in the exhibition. Of course, it is impossible to release the confidential part of the data.

In this part, Master Jiusuo and Cheng will perform fuzzy processing.

Of course, these small details will not affect the explosion and use of the model, it just means that a certain proportion of changes will be made on the power.

Qiao Nian was also on the accompanying list of participants.

But this time is different from before.

In the past, she participated in the competition as a contestant, but this time she was only one of the accompanying members of the nine exhibitions, and she didn't pay much attention.

This kind of low-key is only in the eyes of ordinary people.

When Beijing handed in the list of entourage this time, M state was shaken.

The Privy Council got the list immediately, and the neutral faction headed by the archbishop was the first to see the names of Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan on the list.

"Archbishop, are they coming too..."

"Well, they're on the list."

Jacob frowned, mainly staring at the name of QIAO on it, and stood beside the man for a long time before saying, "If they come to State M, I'm afraid there will be chaos again."

Still wrapped tightly in hot weather, the middle-aged man in a red cassock squinted his eyes, held the list between his fingers, and said nonchalantly, "That's also the person invited by the empress herself, and she should be the one to cause trouble." Come out and clean up."

When it came to matters of this level, Jacob didn't dare to speak again, mainly because his status didn't allow him to express any opinions.

At this moment, someone hurried in from outside.

Jacob looked up and saw the person coming, and greeted him respectfully: "Old Xue."

The one who came with Mr. Xue was a young man with three-dimensional and deep features, brown curly hair that looked clean and neat, and his facial contours were carved like a knife.

He walked behind, without the silver-haired old man looking anxious, and slightly bowed his body to say hello to Quentin: "The archbishop."

Quentin also glanced at him, with a slightly restrained expression, and his tone was neither salty nor weak: "Are you here too?"

"Well, I came here with Mr. Xue." The young man was Lei Kai who had a brief contact with Qiao Nian in Independent Island before.

Quentin gave another 'oh', noncommittal.

The silver-haired old man noticed the list in his hand, walked over first, and said with a serious expression: "You also got this list?"