Song Yu said lazily, "Don't tell me Ji Qianhuang, do you think that you can surrender to my uncle with words alone? It's too naive."
Although he said this, the arrogant and rude young city lord did not get angry. It is rare to face these people of the same level as him today, and his temper is rare.
Ji Qianhuang smiled slightly, "Huaxia is now being spied on by countless powerful bases on seven continents and four oceans. If there is no bloodshed and damage to strength, it is naturally a good way to allow the major bases in China to cooperate. We are now fighting each other. , but the strength is comparable in a short period of time. Since the force cannot be used lightly, it is better to tell the reason why you want to gain this world, and compare each other's aspirations."
Xing Gang rubbed his palms and smiled, "It's interesting and interesting. Since the war is unavoidable, it's not a bad idea to stand up and have a debate between the tyrants."
The atmosphere was very friendly, almost like the friendly talks between the eight countries before the end of the world.
Song Yu glanced at everyone contemptuously, "I'm just worried about how to let you see the greatness of my uncle."
Lu Chenguang also laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, that's what a hero should have."
It is a sixth-order that cannot be defeated by a fifth-order. It is so powerful that it is unparalleled in the world. This is the basis for the city owners to travel alone and fearlessly. When the strength reaches the extreme strength, all conspiracies will become useless.
As the eight most powerful people in this world, they are the darlings of the good luck, and it is not unreasonable for each of them to be powerful. They are outstanding in both wisdom and strength, and the avenue they pursue is not only to improve themselves, but also to the will of God.
"Well, since it was proposed by me, let's start with me." Ji Qianhuang drank a glass of wine and straightened her body, "The reason why I want to gain this world is so that everything can be as I wish, There is no existence in the world that can go against my will."
Lu Chenguang patted his forehead and laughed, "It's really selfish and selfish as always, an enviable goal."
"That's what I have in mind, isn't it that humans follow their truest wishes, so that they can dedicate their best efforts to it?" Ji Qianhuang raised a glass of wine and faced Lu Chenguang, "Since I say I am selfish, then I also State your goals."
"My ultimate goal is very naive, and you may laugh at me if I say it." Lu Chenguang raised his glass to greet everyone, "I want the world to be peaceful and all sentient beings have no worries. Now I may not be able to do this, but I want to be When I get to the top of this world, I will definitely know what to do."
"This is an extremely pure and vain goal." Xing Gang commented, although his face was dark and rough, the smile on this man's face at this time was very gentle, "No matter what, my purpose is only one, and that is to be with this world. The most powerful existence fights, whether it is a god or the sky, everything is the goal of my battle."
"Stupid big guy who only knows brute force!" Song Yu, a handsome young man with a weak and fair face, sneered, "This world is too filthy, and even the apocalypse cannot be completely destroyed, sir, the task of my birth into this world is to destroy it! Stupid human beings Ah, how are they qualified to survive in this world!"
The speech of the second and second people made everyone stunned for a moment. They looked at each other in dismay, and Lu Chenguang asked, "Then, do you want to rebuild a brand new world?"
The young city owner slammed, "That's not within my consideration, Uncle!"
Xing Gang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "It's really a childish idea... But it's also very dangerous, so what about you, City Lord Huangquan?"
The topic leads to condolences.
Zhu Ai, who had hardly spoken, was silent for a moment, "I want to break through the shackles of fate, the existence of gods or unknown delusions that control my existence, these things I will break them sooner or later."
"As expected of the goddess of my Zhu family, she is thoughtful and thoughtful, but I have completely given up my resistance to the powerful curse-like fate imposed on you and the entire Zhu family." Zhu, who also wore light-colored clothes Hui smiled, as if the breeze was blowing over the water, that was a gentle and beautiful woman like the wind and the moon, she looked at Zhu Ai, and looked at everyone, "My greatest wish is to die with a smile."
Die smiling? This kind of wish was even more bizarre than Song Yu's second-class words, and everyone looked at each other, unable to respond.
Zhu Mie's face became colder and colder, "You can't do it. If it were me, I would fight against it no matter what existence you face! If you say that you give up like this, it is the most cowardly and useless thing!"
Zhu Hui sighed, "This is what we wish our family members should bear, and it can't be disobeyed. Although I don't know what kind of 'divine grace' is only recorded in the ancient books of the Zhu family, I guess you have encountered it too. Isn't it? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so troubled now."
Zhu Ai fell silent, picked up the strong wine on the table and took a sip.
Shen Qingjia pricked up his ears, but he still didn't quite understand it. What kind of existence is unknown to the gods of fate? Did Zhu Ai encounter something that couldn't be solved? Does pretending not to know her now have something to do with this? How on earth did Zhu Ai survive that interception? What happened afterward
Many questions swirled in Shen Qingjia's mind, and she wanted to run to Zhu Ai and shake her shoulders to tell her everything, but she was discouraged by her indifferent and cold eyes.
How can you hate me? The probability of this kind of thing happening is probably less than one in ten thousand, there must be some unspeakable reason... Although I thought so in my heart, I was still worried, still afraid of the event that would make my heart go ashes.
Emotions can make people brave and fearless, or they can make people timid and cowardly.
Mingde City Lord Ji Mingshi, who has always had a weak sense of presence, is an ordinary man in his thirties in terms of appearance and temperament. He is neither majestic nor weak, unjust nor dark, neither beautiful nor ugly. , is a person who can't say what characteristics.
Ji Mingshi's face was solemn, "I don't have any great goals. The reason for fighting and fighting is just to keep my family safe."
"This is also a very great goal." Ji Qianhuang turned her head and smiled brightly at the city lord of the City of Gods who was about to speak, "I obey the orders of others, and after thinking for a long time, I can't make up one that can fight for myself. Poor fellow of reason, we have already accomplished your purpose of procrastinating."
City of Gods Lord Shi Mi looked at Ji Qianhuang and said calmly, "What do you mean by this?"
"Do you still want to cover up? The spies of Western countries in China, Smith, mixed with English and Chinese, formerly known as Jim Hilde. Smith's guy." The silky hair slipped from her fingers, "If I'm not mistaken, the people in ambush outside this base have already arrived."
Black-haired and black-eyed, Smith, who can't tell from the outside that he is of Europa blood, looked at the other seven people and saw that they were all smiling and drinking or their faces were calm. Obviously, the seven city masters were not surprised by this.
Song Yu bit the last crystal grape in his hand and looked at Smith with his characteristic eyes that never looked directly at anyone, "It's rare to see a clown, and the performance is so wonderful, I just don't want you to stop. already."
The Western base represented by Smith set up a game, but who knew that they were the ones who finally jumped into the game. Although there are tens of thousands of them outside the base, the huge anxiety in Smith's heart has spread!
Lu Chenguang stood up and flicked the corner of his clothes, "Although the few of us fought mercilessly and bloodily, if something unsightly comes into our house to make trouble, of course, we will make a concerted effort to kill you first!"
Smith, "..."
Doesn't it mean that Chinese people are fond of internal fighting and are keen to deal with their own people? The intelligence of the soul is not correct at all! ! ! !
Under the stage, clusters of flames burned in Shen Qingjia's pupils, "Although I don't know what these mindless souls are calculating, but I only know that the long-lost battle is coming."
Moreover, Ji Qianhuang and Zhu Ai couldn't fight, this was the best news she had heard today.
She caressed the surface of her space ring lightly, her whole body tense, and the combat factor in every cell became excited and automatically adjusted to the preparation mode. Xia You on the side also bared his white teeth, revealing a gloomy and fierce smile that he had not seen for a long time.
There was a thunderous roar from the distance outside the base, and the footsteps of countless people gathered together, shaking the spirits in the wine glasses on the table with tiny ripples. The village base is surrounded.
"Well, in order to ambush these people so that we don't find out, the major bases in the West have paid a lot of money~" Ji Qianhuang's eyes curled with laughter.
Xing Gang threw the wine glass on the table, and the sixth-order aura surged out from his tall body without concealment, "It's just a bunch of junk, and the fifth-order and below can only clean up the battlefield for us!"
At the same time, the majestic aura of the eight major city lords, which is unique to the sixth-order, also spread, and the huge aura formed different force fields, and even the table and wine cups turned into powder at this moment.
The higher the power level, the more insurmountable the strength gap between the level differences. One sixth-order is enough to fight an army of ten thousand people, and ten fifth-order cannot even break the sixth-order defense. This is also the reason why only a few dozen of the eight city masters dare to travel thousands of miles to the Ji Qianhuang banquet.
Ji Qianhuang tilted the wine bottle, poured out the last glass of wine, raised her head and sipped it into her throat, revealing a white neck, as beautiful and flamboyant as a black swan.
"In that case, if you want to fight, fight!"
The author has something to say: Is this really an apocalyptic text? Why do I feel like the more I write, the more and more like a fantasy writing text... I can't love anymore (>﹏