Royal Road Qingtian

Snapped!

a slap.

Bingming spun like a spinning top on the table.

The Great Witch Hong Shui was a little bit annoyed, and said: "The calculation is wrong, why? Can't you? It's not enough for you to come out and say it, but several people have done the calculation! What do you mean?"

Daoren Lei and You Xingchen were both dumbfounded.

What do you mean?

Why don't you let me tell you that you made a mistake? Not allowed to correct?

This is here, if you make mistakes in this kind of questions in school, you will be fined to stand on the podium, okay?

Daoren Lei ignored him: "The upper limit of each family is 10,000 people, but the space is not stable. To be on the safe side, each family has a maximum of 8,000 people; among them, there are 3,000 people for Yingbian, 3,000 for Huayun, and 1,200 for Yushen. Return to Xuan eight hundred."

The great witch Hong Shui muttered, why is there such a big difference... I am a little embarrassed this time...

On the table, Great Witch Bingming couldn't bear it any longer. Even though he had been rubbed into a ball by the boss, even though he was still spinning like a spinning top, once his gloating mood came up, he couldn't contain it immediately.

He felt that if he didn't speak now, he would definitely suffocate to death.

Finally stopped circling, his head was still a little dizzy, and he couldn't wait any longer, shaking his head and standing on the table with yin and yang, and said in a strange way: "Tsk tsk tsk, this arithmetic level is indeed the best in the world, hahaha, count down."

The great witch Hong Hong said gloomyly: "It turns out that you are so eloquent, it really opened your eyes again!"

He grabbed Bingming and squeezed hard.

The Great Witch of Bingming squeaked, feeling that his original power was almost squeezed out, and wailed loudly: "Boss, please forgive me, I don't dare, I won't dare again..."

When Hongshui let go, the waist of the Bingming Witch had become the thickness of a little finger, her belly almost reached her ankles, and her neck was four or five times thicker than her head.

Lying on the table, dying, gasping for breath, he said, "If I got shit out just now... I guess I could spray it in the boss's mouth... Fortunately, I held back... The boss owes me a favor..."

With a slap, Lie Huo's face was directly covered by the flood, and the big witch was furious: "Lai Huo, let your brother-in-law appear in front of me next time, and I will hammer the whole family to death, one counts as one!"

Liehuo Dahuo's soul is out of his body: "Boss calm down."

Quickly put the strangely shaped body of my brother-in-law into my pocket, only to hear a voice coming from the pocket, angry like a gossamer, but still strangely angry: "Tsk tsk tsk... I can't catch a rabbit and eat a dog... Boss, you can't eat it..." Just this little skill..."

Agni's face turned blue.

Grabbed it out of the pocket, and directly tore off a few pieces of his robe? Wrapped it around a few times, and stuffed a numb nucleus in Bingming's small mouth. Thinking about it, it still feels unsafe? Why don't you even cover your eyes and ears? , and then put it back into the pocket.

But a few moves? Already sweating profusely.

The cold eyes of the flood witch? Constantly turning back and forth on the face of the fire witch? Full of malice.

Obviously, I've had enough of you brother-in-law? Agni, give me a stab!

Lihuo Da Wuqing had a pale face, curled up and sat in the chair, lowered her head deeply, trying her best to reduce the sense of existence...

There was a whirrrrrrring sound in his pocket.

Obviously? The Great Witch Bingming still has something to say, but, in this situation...he can't say it.

Everyone present has weird expressions? They want to laugh but dare not laugh, each of them is holding back very hard.

"Infant transformation three thousand, cloud transformation three thousand, Yushen one thousand two? Guixuan eight hundred..."

Zuo Changlu recited this number softly? He couldn't help but let out a soft breath.

In the realm of infant transformation, there can be fewer talents in the army, and other talented youngsters of various high martial arts are selected to enter the experience, while cultivators of the three realms above Huayun have to have more in the army.

After all, military practitioners have stronger survivability and are more valuable to the future!

"Is this number settled?" Zuo Changlu asked.

"It's settled."

Lei Dao said humanely: "Now, the Great Witch Flood and the Big Witch Dankong need to check the situation of the Prince's Academy after seven days; if it is confirmed that it is stable,

You can enter, I guess the problem is not big, so now you can start selecting people. "

He paused, and said: "Our Daoist League has already started to prepare for the follow-up. But the Wumeng and Xinghun have not started yet."

Zuo Changlu nodded and said, "That's it, Xiaohu."

Yun Zhonghu, the Heavenly King of the Left Road, stepped forward immediately: "Master."

"After the party is over, leave the commanders of the Quartet, as well as the ministers, and the cabinet to discuss this matter and settle it as soon as possible. This matter has many follow-ups and cannot be delayed. Those political methods are not appropriate at this time. .” Zuo Changlu said.

"Yes, disciple understands."

Zuolu Heavenly King hesitated for a moment, and said, "Nan Zhengqian, Nanchang's side..."

"how?"

"The Minister of the South has always wanted to return to the South Army; the Ministry of Finance, he has already found someone to take over, but you didn't nod on this matter, and the old man of the Nan family also strongly opposed it..." Zuolu Tianwang coughed.

Zuo Changlu couldn't help pondering.

Wu Yuting asked from the side: "Mr. Nan's health has never recovered, and I don't know if his injuries have improved over the years?"

Zuolu Tianwang said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the old man of the Nan family has not been around for a few years... Just a few days ago, he called me and said he was going to the front line..."

Zuo Changlu and the others all fell silent, and several great witches of the Wumeng on the opposite side also looked serious, unprecedentedly Zhuangsu.

The old man who hadn't had a good life for a few years went to the front again, needless to say, there was only one purpose.

That is, to find a high-level Wumeng to be buried with him.

Or find the elite troops of the Wumeng to be buried with him.

And these old men, even though their lifespan is exhausted and their vitality has come to an end, their combat power still cannot be underestimated.

At the last moment, letting go of all the suppression of internal injuries, breaking out to the limit, and pulling a witch alliance master back is the most conservative estimate.

A good one is to take a group of "old friends" to Jiuquan together.

This action has long been common for the Star Soul race, especially for the military.

Because of this, the Wumeng hates this kind of thing, but at the same time admires it, amazed!

Only such a person can be called a hero!

Zuo Changlu heaved a long sigh, and said, "Please bear with me for a few more years, old man, and return to Tiandan to pass one."

"Mr. Huitian Dannan has already taken one, but he refuses to take it again, saying it is a waste."

Zuolu Tianwang said: "Now the medicinal power of Huitian Pill can provide the lifespan of Mr. Nan for less than two years."

Zuo Changlu resolutely said: "Just say it's my order, and he must take it. For up to four years, I will let him go on a glorious journey, even if he is named Qingshi, it's no problem!"

"yes."

The king of the left road agreed.

Zuo Changlu sighed, and said slowly: "These old things who have been through hundreds of battles, life and death, even though many people have left the army, when they are dying, they are still unwilling to let their cultivation base be so insignificant. Those who do nothing are brought into the loess."

"They are unwilling to die on the sickbed."

"The vast majority basically chose to return to the front line and draw an end to their life with a splendid explosion."

"This is also the last contribution they have made to the world they have fought for all their lives. Of course, it is also the last smear of glory they have added to their family, and it will benefit future generations."

"It's both public and private. You can't ignore their selfishness because of publicity; but you can't ignore their sacrifice and righteousness because of selfishness."

"The favor you deserve, you must have."

Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "Xiaoyu, what do you say?"

The King of the Right is the main battle, and the commanders of the Quartet are almost all controlled by the King of the Right.

You Dongtian understood what Zuo Changlu was asking, and said in a low voice: "My nephew secretly thinks that it is imperative for Nan Zhenggan to return to the Southern Army."

"The return of the Demon League is imminent. I'm afraid it will be a life-and-death battle as soon as it returns. The Southern Army has no backbone right now. Even if the Southern Commander commands them remotely, it is still the weakest link in the Quartet. If Nanzheng is allowed to go back when the war is about to start, Without a time buffer, it is bound to be difficult to achieve the highest combat effectiveness, and it is very likely to cause a lack of frontline and collapse thousands of miles."

"Besides, the Witch League is about to march in a big way, and it will be a life and death experience to grind the flesh and blood."

You Dongtian said: "If Nan Zhenggan is not here, I am afraid that the Wumeng can really swallow the Nan army."

there.

The great witch Dan Kong said: "That's right; the Southern Army has no commander, we have been coveting it for a long time. If the boss is not always concerned about the future situation, I am afraid that he would have taken action to pull out your Southern Army."

"There are always some scruples about the future situation?"

Zuo Changlu looked at the great witch Hong Shui: "You have always had scruples about the future situation? Since when?"

The Great Witch Hongshui said deeply: "From the Witch League... when I just returned."

"!!!"

Everyone was a little surprised.

Even Zuo Changlu and the others never imagined that the plan of Da Hongshui was so far-reaching.

Dao Hong said: "Since the Taoist League can return and the Wumeng can return, then the Demon League and others will definitely return. Therefore, the initial strategic goal of our Wumeng has never been you. It has been the Yaozu!"

The Daoist Sorcerer's face was full of confidence, and he said lightly: "Otherwise, in the first few years when I returned from the Wumeng Continent, how could it be possible to block the Daomeng and the Star Soul Human Race that had been abolished by the Daomeng at that time?" Stop my Witch League army?"

"I just need to take eleven brothers to sit on the front line and completely suppress the masters of the Dao League. At that time, I can unify the mainland long ago!"

"But at that time, unification had no meaning. Because after unification, the Wumeng's management ability was not good, and it could only cause anger and grievances, and even the Wumeng itself would be corrupted."

"The reason why we tried our best to return from the starry sky is because...for so many years, even though we have been drifting outside, the pressure is not great. The new generation of the Wumeng has a serious fault, and almost no genius has appeared."

"Without a life-and-death crisis, how can we make a breakthrough?"

"Even this fault has not been repaired until now. In the new generation, there is no master who can match the twelve of us."