Humans still like to gather together very much.

Whether it is a monk who has been practicing for many years or an ordinary child, when someone is together, his expression should be richer.

This is probably the most obvious manifestation of human sociality.

At this time, there were 12 people gathered in the small guard room of the temporary command room of the college and a panda.

In order to survive, Mo Li felt unprecedented pressure for the first time. It seemed that if he didn't breathe hard, even the last mouth in his lungs would be stolen and suffocated to death!

Suffocating to death!

"Hey, Xiao Cai, at least you go out!"

Mo Li actually touched his hard hair in a difficult situation and immediately pushed it up.

Ningning is a fool, so she must ask Xiao Cai to squeeze in at this time. Wouldn’t she be very happy to eat bamboo outside? What are you doing when you come in? Don’t you see how crowded this place is!

"Oh, who pushed me!"

An old voice suddenly rang.

Lizi silently retracted her hand and quietly turned her face.

He was pressing a buttock that was not known to be a man or a woman on his shoulder. He was about to be buried with a slight movement. He had to struggle to turn his head and not get close to the golden buttock that was in that position.

Xiao Lizi's neck felt that it was no longer his own. Of course, he was not the only one in this space who was twisted into a trick.

Three minutes ago, the eight young men who looked tired and injured each asked to find a temporary command room nearby.

In the incident where Xing Tian suddenly disappeared, several of them represented the ten old people and the academy and had to come up with a solution as soon as possible, otherwise most monks around the world would be left here.

Of course, Yi Ruchang said at the first time: You are having fun and we are going to withdraw first.

He was about to leave as he said, but when the old men and women saw him, they could see flesh and bones, and they said they were spending the New Year together, so they pulled him into the glass room.

The rest of the people who couldn't pull him, and they pulled Ningning and Mo Li, and even Xiao Cai didn't let him go. In less than a minute, the guard room was filled from top to bottom.

I guess this guard room never thought in his life that he could squeeze so many people and had to make room for a board to call it combat command.

Yi Ruchang even squeezed and deformed, and he was not completely unable to keep it. After all, the other party was an elder, and he has always been very civilized and established new styles, so he naturally would not beat him directly.

He barely opened his mouth, and he said dissatisfied: "I said, is there a more spacious one above? Why are you not here!"

Now, the beating position cannot be freed.

A few ten old men who were close together shook their heads tacitly and said bitterly: "Young people still don't understand the hard work of us elderly people. Look, which old bones like to climb stairs?!"

Haha, who can bear the same old monster as Shang Huaijin, who is the old monster*8?

It’s not that they all look old monsters, some of them even look fifty years old, but who knows how long they have been practicing?

The ten old people shook their heads and said helplessly: "Little monk, you can't stand the difficult environment."

Yi Ruchang gritted his teeth and pushed the three-layer big belly in front of him while furious: "Why are you doing Tai Chi with me here? If you are full of energy, you will do Xing Tian!"

Before, they told Liu Sanbai about it. The tenth old man who was good at medical treatment had already treated Liu Sanbai. He knew that he was exhausted and could not wake up for a while, so he would be fine after a few days of rest.

After he said this, the room was a little quiet: "It's too late. Although we are ten old people, the strongest team's combat power has been sent to the front line."

The human body always has its limits. When the cultivation reaches a certain level, as the body slowly declines, it will still be insufficient. The result is obvious that they can no longer fully assume the responsibility of fighting.

Now, we must discuss and dispatch the subsequent strategies, which is their responsibility as the ten old people.

I don’t know who opened the projection, which made everyone around me quiet.

"Go away and block my third eye from your position, I can't see it!"

"Little monk, feel it with your heart."

"Oh, Lao He! You won't fart anymore, right?"

"Don't...don't talk nonsense!"

"You're hesitating, oh so smelly.

In the dusty dust with the smell of soybeans, the scenes of Qingcheng Mountain were transmitted to them.

In short: the front line is full of injuries, with heavy losses and the most heavy losses.

The backbone of the second line, the treatment and subsequent sorting, is the most optimistic on the surface.

Although the losses are not much, the current geniuses are at their most concentrated level, and they are now starting to collectively doubt themselves without any surprise.

It seems that the subsequent psychological guidance may also be kept up.

Three lines, a large piece fell down.

"Please look here, the pain on their faces expresses fear of the unknown and confusion about the future."

This sound is familiar.

Oh, Mo Li saw that it was Ningning who had broken through the fog and was explaining seriously.

Yi Ruchang turned his head and looked at the picture of Ningning's explanation. He didn't know if he didn't look at it. When he saw it, he might as well not look at it: the camera was aimed at the person who was shitting!

The man turned around and asked: Hey, why are you still filming? Haven’t you all been resting? I’m going, you are still broadcasting!

Another voice was very sorry: Oh oh oh oh forgot.

The camera is completely dark.

Ning Ning silently put down her small fist as a microphone.

Fortunately, the embarrassment of this space lasted for a moment, and immediately one of the ten old masters broke the tranquility and said, "It seems that the situation is not optimistic. We must find a spacious place to discuss it early."

As soon as these words were spoken, the room immediately agreed.

Yeah yeah.

Right, yes.

Yi Ruchang's forehead was full of veins: "So, when I said just now, did you think my words were nonsense?"

The owner of the shop really didn't want to bear it anymore, so he turned around and poked it at the nearest "third eye" and pointed it over.

Suddenly, the room was full of chaos, making people afraid to open their eyes.

Finally, the poor glass window shattered happily with a sound of Kara.

After a while, someone immediately led the way up and went to a large projected Zhengyi Conference Hall.

The few people walking behind were very quiet.

"Old Ren, what's wrong? Be cheer up."

"No, I just forced myself to speak, but now I'm not getting enough qi and blood..."

"You're old, too."

"Stop talking without any pain in your back. Come and help your life."

"If I can move, I've already... moved..."

"Not even you?"

Why, I haven’t changed the bad habit that I have to hold on to in front of the younger generation yet.”

"Don't you know? The old man's bad habits will only become worse as he grows older. From the day he grows older, he will be enlightened."

After everyone was about to go up, Yi Ruchang just turned around and looked at the two old men: "Why don't you leave?"

Several old men immediately stood up and said in high spirits: "Customers go first."

Yi Ru always leaned against the wall: "Oh, it's cool here, I'll stand for a while."

The old men were sweating all over the place, so they could only hold on and move up.

But at this moment, the owner followed him very quickly.

The old men smiled and looked at Yi Ruchang with some shadows, and said slowly: "You will be old too, little monk!"

Yi Ruchang waved his hand and answered very freely: "I don't plan to leave this world alive. You go, you go."

Ning Ning turned around and burst into laughter.

Xiao Cai dragged the bamboos in one piece, blocking Mo Li behind and unable to get up. He was careful: "Xiao Cai, please stand sideways, oh don't."

The bamboo tip swept under his feet, and Lizi rolled down the stairs directly. Even so, he still protected the thing in a backpack on his chest.

When he entered the conference room with a bruised nose and a swollen face, the things in his hand were shiny. An old man who was receiving tea came back and looked at the things in his hand.

The old man who received the tea had his eyes lit up, and his beard shook and he shook it up.

Bluffed out: "Yo, good stuff."

If it weren't for the appearance, it would be quite new, and people would probably believe it was an old radio station used on the battlefield.

Although the old man didn't touch it, he could see his curiosity about this thing: "What did you do?"

"Um."

Mo Li nodded shyly.

To be honest, it's still a little bit
To be continued...