Survival Of The Nation: Playing Admiral Was Exposed On The Gold List

The Little Sage Tiansha left, feeling a little helpless.

Ever since his father was gone, the blood-killing giant no longer felt the same as before.

And he didn't know who framed his father, whether by foreigners or by members of his own family, but Tiansha Xiaosheng firmly believed that one day he would find out the truth about his father's death.

And now, since you don’t want to invest in the human race, then I can just invest myself!

Don’t regret it in the future!

Little Sage Tiansha was thinking about this and headed towards General Tianji's mansion.

At the same time, on the other side, the Qingyang giant clan.

In an elder's pavilion, Little Saint Ganglie sat under an old man and said: "Grandpa, this time the human race has become our guest. If the human race is in trouble, please help me!"

The old man drank the tea from the cup and sighed helplessly: "Your grandfather and I are being watched by many people. Once I take action, one after another of those old guys from the giant clan will appear. This is not good!"

"Although there is going to be chaos now, under normal circumstances, those old guys will only stay behind the scenes. This situation is still relatively good!"

"Comparatively, the young people were beaten to a bloody head, and finally we, the old guys, were beaten to a bloody head. If even us old guys were beaten to a bloody head, then it would be a complete mess!"

The old man said.

Little Sage Gang Lie nodded, which made sense.

"Then grandpa, how about sending the Admiral Army, the second general, the third general, the fourth general, and the fifth general to lead the fifth army?"

"We will kill as many people as the Bone-Eating Giants come!"

The old man stared: "What did you say?"

"Are you trying to drain away the high combat power of our Qingyang giant clan?"

"If these five generals leave, what will happen to our defense?"

"The Qingyang giant will be beaten like a son!"

Little Saint Gang Lie chuckled: "Isn't Grandpa here?"

"How can you be beaten like a son?"

The old man cursed: "Although your grandpa and I are powerful, other races also have strong men as strong as your grandpa and I, or even stronger~.!"

"Then Grandpa is nothing special. He has always boasted before that he can fight against all races with one man!"

The old man coughed dryly, let me go!?

Hundreds of years have passed since I coaxed my grandson. Does this kid still remember?

It’s embarrassing, because I’m embarrassed!

The old man drank the bubbling transparent liquid from the cup and said "Wow".

He also took this opportunity to change the subject and said: "This thousand-year-old wine is really good!"

"It's called Sprite, right?"

Little Saint Gang Lie nodded: "The human guardian originally wanted to give it to me. Do you think the human guardian is so generous?"

"If the human race perishes this time, we won't have Sprite to drink!"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "How about this, let five high-level holy generals go?"

High-level holy generals are ranked in the middle and lower reaches among generals.

His grandson was happy, so the old man quickly said, "Hey! Boy, stop arguing with your grandpa. I have made up my mind whether I want to have this kind of love or not!"

"Grandpa, the human race has the resources to be a super strong race, we should invest in it!" Little Saint Ganglie persuaded.

The old man waved his hand, "I don't know if you have any qualifications. I only know that once I agree to your requests, the Qingyang tribe will be raped!"

Little Sage Gang Lie knew that he could no longer change.

He simply stood up and said, "Okay! Grandpa, then I will take five generals to the human race for rescue!"

The old man nodded, took a sip of Sprite, and said "Ah" happily again, "I have to say that the first sip is the essence, and the rest will not be as good as the first sip!"

Thinking about it, the old man looked at Little Saint Ganglie who had walked away and said: "Boy! Keep all the Sprite on you!"

Little Saint Ganglie's face turned dark, "Grandpa, I've given you enough, 8 bottles already. I'll give the rest to some seniors from the Saint Clan!"

The old man laughed and said: "Many people are in retreat, so you can't disturb them now. You put it here with me, and I will help you get it to them later.

Little Saint Gang Lie complained in his heart, who would believe this if you say it?

If I leave it here with you, it will all be gone within a few days.

Little Saint Gang Lie said: "Grandpa, I will ask the human race if there are any left, and I will just bring you a few more bottles!"

"Since you will bring back a few bottles then, let's count them in now, and you can just make up for them later!"

Little Saint Gang Lie said nothing, turned around and left.

The old man was a little anxious: "Xiao Lie, don't leave! Leave it to Grandpa for safekeeping. What if you go to assist the human race this time and die on the battlefield?"

Little Saint Gang Lie cursed crazily in his heart, this was simply outrageous.

Which grandfather would curse the death of his grandson?

Really...I'm convinced!

Little Saint Ganglie ignored his grandfather's shouts and went straight to the residences of the five generals.

The Qingyang Giant Clan is different from the Blood-Slaying Giant Clan. Although they also have a system of holy masters and elders, the Qingyang Giant Clan is more of a Buddhist system.

Basically, after the retired Holy Lords became elders, they retreated behind the scenes and no longer took care of affairs, playing and retreating.

As for the Qingyang Giant Clan, Little Saint Gang Lie's father is now in charge of the overall situation. Therefore, although those elders do not care about things, his father basically has the only power.

This also means that the grandfather of Little Saint Ganglie also has great power.

For such a big matter as mobilizing five generals, he can mobilize them as long as he opens his mouth!

At the same time, humans!

After a few days of adaptation, Li Fei no longer continues to leak out his power and can control his power zone well.

There is also a more festive atmosphere in the human city, even if this is a survival continent.

After all, the human race is now in charge of the Dragon Kingdom, so the Dragon Kingdom is about to usher in the most festive festival, the New Year, which will naturally be lively.

In the command room, this is the tallest building of the human race. Looking down, you can see the entire human race city.

Looking at the human Zhen (Dede Zhao) Shou who already had some festive atmosphere, the worries in Dong Wen's heart gradually disappeared.

Somewhat lost in thought, recalling things.

Just over 8 months ago, he was still a military squad leader, still worried about the life and death of the Dragon Kingdom, but now he is sitting in the position of deputy commander of the human race.

It can be said that in the Survival Continent, except for Li Fei, he is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people!

It's a bit dazed, more than 8 months, like 8 long years, 80 years...

Soon, Dong Wen came back to his senses.

He looked at the distant horizon, looking at the red sun in the future.

It illuminates the current prosperity of the human race.

`What if this is..."

Dong Wen murmured, "How wonderful it would be if there were no wars, no dangers, and the human race would always be at peace!"

However, he knew that this was impossible. Since the human race chose to base itself on this land, it meant fighting!

As long as the human race has an emperor, they have nothing to fear!