The Holy Emperor was so busy that he held the wine stove and stared blankly at the man before filling eight cups.

Doesn't that sound like a joke?

I am actually a visitor too.

Kong Yuhen can hear the "sincerity" in Chongyin's words.

The thing that was pinched was the appearance of Ran Ming, the slaying priest in the Seven Symbols Secret Realm, and an invitation to everyone in the Holy God Xiaolu.

Quirehan also retreated from the Relics of the Gods?

not yet!

I just wanted to speak,

The response was too strong!

Indeed, no one can decide the old feud between Chongyin and Ranming. After all, this is a dispute between Li Bing.

He invited the people himself, and now he is denouncing us as burglars who broke into houses?

The other party is your own guide

After I drank it, I filled it with hatred for Dao Bi, and I also filled it with Chongyin.

Sin, sin...

Even Huang Quan and the seven Wuze Holy Emperors who were listening were all filled with anger for some reason.

In this way, it is essentially the same as expected.

I clearly understood what Sui Yin was worried about, but when pressed, I just responded like this:

Take away everything you can.

"I live here for the Lord."

I see what the face on my mask looks like when carved out of pure wood, just as I completely see what the true nature of the residual hatred is.

But a moment ago, he cut in from another angle, as if he were on an equal status level, and asked very calmly:

If the other party is so direct, how can Qian Yuhen be Cha?

What did I hear?

The Wanze Saint Emperor's gaze then moved from the indifferent expression of hatred to the sinister face that shook his head frequently.

I know why I hate it, it's not that I don't have that confidence.

Even that building felt illusory to me, it felt too real, as if even myself here had become a dummy, a projection!

"Ah, the long-lost anxiety is flooding your heart, and you can't help but want to recite a poem..."

I think I understand that Chongyin is destroyed is a combination.

The evil spirit responds like a flow:

Huangquan is as silent as a cicada.

"The Eight Keys are scattered in the world, and it was not done by anyone else."

"You can only come to Gujin Wangyou Tower to ask for help?"

"This room is exposed, and the owner of this room behaves like this and comes here with the intention of condemning him. This may be a good move.

"The room does not have eight floors, but it has eight realms."

Huang Quan stared at it and discerned it for a long time, but found nothing.

That ordinary Chinese character face, the eyebrows and eyes are very distinguished, and the lips and nose are even more regular. This light beard seems to have been cultivated outside the ancient and modern Wangyou building for too long, making it even more scruffy. ...

"Xu, Dao, Cao, eight people work together, it's just two small ten seats, and one ten seat."

Just to let Kong Yuhen help him, is that all?

Kong Yuhen also raised questions.

Just bad, I have a wind attribute, so I don't have control over the fire.

Huang Quanzhan dared to speak, but he felt anxious in his heart.

Obviously, in conventional thinking, even the Evil God Chongyin is a combination that has been able to do it. There should be someone in the world who can do it better.

If you can't get it, destroy it,

While Wang Zesheng Emperor was warming the wine stove, he felt that the story was very far away from him.

I wasn't worried. I looked around Qi and stepped forward, laughing loudly:

Dao Bi glanced at him, whether he looked closely or not, but he only had the pitiful look of someone who was eager for help before encountering some small difficulties.

Why is there so much hatred?

After having sex with her vagina, her expression was still relaxed, but the wine cup in her hand was placed heavily on the tea table, and the wine spilled due to the force.

"Cao Yihan."

He suddenly stood up, took a few steps forward, pointed back with his eight arms at the same time, and said in a loud voice in front of the people behind the tea table:

I once thought that when I encountered the evil god Chongyin, I could still respond in this way.

I almost want to slap the mask to imitate it. I dare to think nonsense about such a subtle atmosphere again.

On the mask, Huang Quan's eyes trembled.

"The sky of Tao.

It needs to be turned into a big fire.

I stood up in shock and then fell to the ground due to weak restraint. What echoed in my mind was the same comment made by Zhu Zuoyin:

All of a sudden, Chongyin's behavior in front of Gujin Wangyou Tower came to mind. He was not polite and spoke sincerely.

When did it happen?

Chongyin has been painstakingly cultivating the relics of gods for thousands of years, and only wants to use them to destroy and recuperate.

The atmosphere under the tea table has solidified.

"Squeak~"

Xing Yuhen was silent for a long time and drank eight cups in a row.

"Xu Damou."

The Holy Emperor Wuze looked back blankly, looking at the eight stern faces of the sinister heads.

Yes, he gave away all the keys, so why is he not the owner?

If I heard it wrong, Cao Yihan, it can only be this Cao Yihan, right?

Xian Yuhen felt a mixture of emotions in his heart, and his expression kept showing a simple color.

The little general has not yet finished his battle, trying to find a poem that suits this situation and start reciting it.

It is abnormal for Chongyin to exceed ten thrones.

It's like a joke.

Thief!

Both Huang Quan, who had a guilty conscience as a thief, and the Wandering Saint Emperor, who was involved in the crime, were aware of the evil intention.

Is He kidding?

"So, the owner of the humble house is Chongyin, but actually Ranming, right?"

A lag.

"It's not "gather the eight keys and open the door."

"Yu and Ranming are both owners of humble houses, or they are neither."

"Why you?"

There was an unusual noise from the side.

Behind the tea table, Kong Yuhen stood up flattered,

The aura of the air, the masterless holy power, should be taken in a few less breaths, trying to suck the air dry, thin it, and suffocate the real owner outside.

Kong Yuhen was the first to take up the issue of Chongyin.

Because there are ten seats, and only ten seats can fight...

How could that be a show of indifference to an ant? He clearly placed the other party in a position that... he attached great importance to, right?

The wine has warmed up

Kong Yuhen is an ignorant Kongyu hate, but a speculative Kongyu hate. He replied:

"If I meet this gentleman now, if there is someone on my feet who can break it, then there is no one in the world who can break it?"

This heavy sound echoed not only in the attic on the ground floor of Gujin Wangyou Building, but also in Huang Quan's heart.
To be continued...