Royal Road Qingtian

"Since I came back, after so many years of troubles and troubles, I have watched you gradually become stronger with cold eyes, and deliberately put forward a genius training plan, such inexplicable rules as not to shoot under the sky... I just want these forces to become stronger."

"Only if you hurt us too, will it be possible for more talents to stand out."

Great Sorcerer Flood said: "My initial goal was to lie in the Demon League! However, after so many years of hard work, until now, compared with the Demon League, the strength is still far behind."

"But at least a lot of masters from your human race have been added."

The great flood witch said coldly: "In our eyes, there is no hatred. But there is a blood feud with the monster clan. Since ancient times, the two clans of the Lich cannot stand side by side."

"And you and the Yaozu are also incompatible!"

Daoist Lei looked at Daoist Lei with disdain, and said lightly: "Similar to Daomeng, who can't wait to designate the whole continent as their own back garden as soon as they come back, we don't disdain, let alone do it!"

"Of course, in any battle, we will show no mercy."

"What we want is eternal, what we want is never the present!"

The Great Witch Hong Shui looked a little lonely: "Maybe you don't understand, but one day, you will understand."

Zuo Changlu silently nodded.

The words of Great Witch Flood made everyone, even some of the Eleven Great Witches, suddenly realize.

In the first battle of the Three Continents, the signing of the covenant, although it felt a little too easy as expected; but at that time, after all, it was done after a huge sacrifice.

I didn't think so.

But now that I think about it, at that time... it was indeed that the Wumeng wanted to release some water.

"I admire, Brother Hong." Zuo Changlu's admiration really came from the heart.

The Great Witch Flood Smiled faintly: "Of course, we will fight without mercy. Especially the warriors from all over the continent under us... So, there is no favor, and there is nothing owed. We have our goals, and you also have yours. "

"Our purpose is eternal, your purpose? It is survival."

Zuo Changlu sighed.

The head of the Twelve Great Witches is indeed not someone who has earned his fame.

The Great Witch Flood looked at Zuo Changlu and said: "Before it was before, we can control it. But? The flesh and blood grinding disc mode is on? We can't control how to fight next? So... it is not impossible to eat your entire southern army. .”

Zuo Changlu pondered for a while and said, "Since that's the case, let Nan Zhengqian officially return to the Southern Army after the festival."

"Ahem..." Zuolu Heavenly King said, "Nan Zhengqian begged me for one thing..."

Zuo Changlu rolled his eyes and said, "Okay? I'll release him from the blacklist later."

"Pfft..."

Wu Yuting laughed.

On the other side? You Dongtian looked pale: "This...Auntie, when will our family feast...start?"

Wu Yuting snorted and said: "Family banquet... Now Duoduogou and Niannianmao are not strong enough to eat those things... What are you doing so early? Why? Are you impatient?"

You Dongtian coughed: "That's not what it means, it's the ingredients collected by my nephew...Should I give it to my aunt first?"

Wu Yuting rolled her eyes and said, "Is this enough ingredients? I can't tell you've grown up!"

On the other side, all the high-level members of the Daoist League and the Wumeng League glared at each other.

Wu Yuting snorted, and slapped You Xingchen on the head.

"Why did you hit me?"

Emperor Zhaixing is inexplicable? Too wronged? I didn’t do anything, didn’t even say a word, why did I get slapped...

"I still have to ask why, didn't you see your son blocking the gun with me?"

Wu Yuting snorted and said: "I haven't come back with my cultivation base now, so I can't beat him, so I have to beat you, let you go back, educate your son by yourself, let him know how to raise, hum, what kind of tutor is your family? If the beam is not right, I'm a bastard!"

Wu Yuting scolded: "The blame has been thrown on me!"

You Dongtian's face turned earthy immediately.

You Xingchen said angrily: "I don't want to take this blame. He is so promising, but sister-in-law, did you train him well? You are not used to my son's various bad behaviors? You threw him into the pool when he was only half a year old I went to swim in the water, but I could swim...so you named it Xiaoyuzi...then his mother disappeared, and you kept carrying it with you, and you were used to being lawless. Now I think of it and asked me to discipline my son. Because of some people, it has nothing to do with me!"

Wu Yuting was furious when she heard the words, and slapped Emperor Zhaixing on the head: "Your son made a mistake, what's wrong with me asking you to be my father? What's wrong? What's wrong?! What's wrong with you? Take the blame, say it, say it, say it!"

Three consecutive slaps.

Emperor Zhaxing swallowed his anger, looked at his son with a cannibalistic look, gritted his teeth and panted: "Damn it... you are waiting for me!"

For causing so much trouble, Lao Tzu was beaten bald in front of the high-level officials in the whole continent!

It seems that this tutoring really needs to be strengthened.

You Dongtian looked desperate.

He stole things from the Witch League and the Dao League, and the high-level executives of the two continents were full of anger at him; they wanted to trouble him all the time; it was then that he had an idea, and the natural blame skill was activated, which made him ask Wu Yuting about the family banquet.

Said: You see, this is not what I mean, right? You can't blame me, can you? I was also instigated by others, so helpless...

Sure enough, with Wu Yuting's reply, the anger of the high-level executives of the two continents was suddenly reduced by half.

However, although this pot was successfully thrown out, another bigger black pot was firmly buckled on his head!

Moreover, it was his old man who was detained face to face, and he didn't dare to run away, and he didn't dare to move.

What's wrong with this?

Facing his father's gaze of wanting to rebuild himself, You Dongtian's legs were trembling.

This time I really killed myself...

Why can't I think about it so much, and dare to throw the blame on that ancestor, it really is self-inflicted!

The most reasonable saying, the ancients do not deceive me!

While You Dongtian was trembling, after the Bingming Witch was directly trampled into a little toad...

This high-level meeting ended in a very happy state.

The meeting was successful, and the result was what everyone liked to see, and everyone was naturally excited; under the auspices of several high-level officials, the Xuntian Throne, Flood Sorcerer, and Lei Dao had a cordial discussion about the relics, and They made their own preliminary arrangements on the issue of the relics, and exchanged their views on the upcoming return of the Demon League. The three parties all felt that the issue of the return of the Demon League must attract the attention of all parties.

So the leaders of the three parties had a cordial and friendly talk about the return of the Demon League, and made further arrangements and follow-up arrangements.

After the meeting, under the private warm invitation of the Xuntian Throne, Dawu Flood agreed to a certain ardent invitation from the Throne, and kindly said that he must see, um, the hammer of the Throne's son.

This is an unprecedented meeting, and it is a meeting of great significance. It is precisely because of this meeting that it is related to the front line, the future of mankind, and... In short, there are many, many...

Chuangshishen said that regarding this paragraph, he could not go down.

It was announced that the meeting was successfully concluded.

The space was distorted, and everything returned to normal, um, it should be said to be back to normal.

Everyone except them sat upright and watched the show intently. After all, this meeting, this is the focus of everyone's attention, the highlight.

The Bingming witch was also released from his pocket, and sat back in his seat.

Zuo Xiaoduo rubbed his eyes subconsciously.

Am I dazzled?

How did the clothes on the man in white become so crumpled?

And the whole person looks so weak...

So pitiful.

It seems that it has been ravaged and crushed by dozens of pairs of big hands. Well, crushing here is not an adjective, but how is it possible? How can it be so fast in such a short time? !

How did he know that what he saw was the truth, a certain person was really trampled and crushed by several pairs of big hands, giant hands!

On the stage, sonorous music sounded; another show began.

And Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly discovered that the people at the left and right tables had left the stage one after another.

When they arrived, there were only three people left.

One in red, one in cyan, and the tallest one with messy hair.

The others all left in the blink of an eye, cleanly.

The following process was either lackluster, or too ordinary and normal. Everyone was focused on watching the show, and the last show turned out to be the blood of Lonely Goose.

Although Gu Luoyan didn't come, her song was still the finale.

Someone nearby murmured in a low voice: "I heard that Lonely Goose went to the front line for a charity performance, or else I would have come this time... The booking was too hasty this time, hey, no luck."

"It is said that this time, Gu Luoyan will release a new song..."

"Envying..."

I see.

The song is over.

The other stands also started to exit one after another.

After a long, long time... Zuo Xiaoduo's family was walking home.

It was already night, and while walking, Zuo Xiaoduo suddenly realized that something seemed wrong around him.

There was thick fog everywhere, and the high-rise buildings that were supposed to be around disappeared without a trace in an instant...

As the dense fog continued to rise, it was to the point where you couldn't see your fingers.

And this is not something wrong, but... too wrong!

Zuo Xiaoduo woke up suddenly: "It was designed!"

He didn't know when the change happened. He was clearly surrounded by neon lights just now, so why did he enter this weird area in an instant.

This... This is clearly a space covered by the Almighty, and even opened up a fighting space!

Zuo Xiaonian reacted extremely quickly, with a clang sound, the Spirit Seizing Sword came out of its sheath.

The two were on the left and the right, paying attention to their surroundings with full vigilance.

"Dad, Mom, don't wander around."

Zuo Xiaoduo said in a low voice: "If there are enemies in a while, let's check the situation. When necessary, Miss Xiao Nian and I will restrain the enemies first, and say hello, and you go first, leave us alone."

Zuo Changlu's face was serious, and he said, "Okay."

"Hey hey..."

A strange laughter suddenly appeared in the thick fog ahead.

A majestic figure appeared from the thick fog, and said lightly: "The one whose surname is Zuo, I can't think of it."

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