Kryptonians come to the second dimension

Michelle Yage said: "Father, I have a plan to deal with the handsome man."

Let’s talk about it.

Michelle Reagan looked at Michelle Accord with hope.

Michelle Yage said: "Father, it's time for us to use the Great Xia Peace Medal. This is the only way so far that can solve our urgent needs."

Michelle Reagan's expression changed again and again: "The Great Xia Peace Medal...has it really reached the point of using the Peace Medal? Hey."

Michelle Yage said: "Father, after all my calculations, this is the only effective way at present."

Why.

Michelle Reagan shook his head and sighed: "The Great Xia Peace Medal, which has been passed down by our ancestors for generations and has not been willing to use, was wasted in my hands in the end. I am a sinner."

Michelle Yage comforted: "Father, you don't have to blame yourself. If you don't use the Peace Medal, my Michelle family will most likely be wiped out by the commander-in-chief this time."

"Then our Michelle family will be gone, and this Great Xia Peace Medal may end up in someone's hands."

"You are using the Peace Medal now. I believe that if our ancestors had knowledge, they would definitely understand you."

Hey, let's go.

Michelle Reagan said: "Go get the Peace Medal."

Michelle Reagan seemed to have aged dozens of years instantly, and she could hardly walk anymore.

He was supported all the way back to his room by Michelle Accord, and he carefully took out a medal from the safe.

Although this medal is quite old, it still looks brand new due to its proper protection.

Michelle Reagan shed tears as she carefully put the medal on her chest.

"This was earned with the blood and sweat of our ancestors, but now it has been defeated by me. I am the sinner of the family."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice to atone for his sins.

Michelle Accord on the side has long been impatient.

This damn old guy really talks a lot of nonsense. It’s already this time and he’s still kicking his ass. Our ancestors have long been reduced to ashes, and they can’t be seen or heard anymore.

If you waste any more time, our entire family will have to go down to accompany our ancestors.

Finally, we got on the plane to Daxia. As soon as we got on the plane, Michelle Yage said: "Father, please say hello to Daxia in advance, so as not to make the other party unprepared for our sudden visit."

If Michelle Reagan visited Daxia in normal times, there would be no need to alarm the Lord of Daxia.

But this time it was different. He wore the Medal of Peace, and he was a distinguished guest of Daxia, and he had to be received with the highest etiquette of Daxia.

This is equivalent to a visit from an envoy.

Michelle Reagan took out a special communicator and contacted the leader of Daxia.

The communicator rang seven or eight times before it finally connected.

Michelle Reagan greeted him respectfully: "Old chief, you are welcome and well."

The old chief's voice was gentle but dignified: "It turns out to be Mr. Reagan, long time no see."

Michelle Reagan smiled slightly: "Yes, we haven't seen each other since we said goodbye ten years ago. I really miss you."

The old chief said: "If Mr. Reagan has nothing to do, you can come to Daxia and sit down. I welcome you at any time."

Michelle Reagan smiled sadly: "Old Chief, to be honest, I am flying to Daxia right now. I'm afraid I'm going to bother the Old Chief a lot."

oh?

The old chief said: "Mr. Reagan came to Daxia in such a hurry. Could it be that something happened?"

Michelle Reagan sighed: "Hey, I do have something to ask for. I even brought the Medal of the Republic left by my ancestors."

To be honest, the reason why the old chief was willing to greet Michelle Reagan was because of the Peace Medal.

Now Michelle Reagan even brought the Peace Medal, which seems to be something big.

The old chief's tone couldn't help but become more solemn: "Oh, I don't know what is troubling Mr. Reagan."