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Chapter 835: 835 Gathering of the Gods? I have an impression (Part 2) [Seeking monthly votes]

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"Am I hallucinating?"

Gu Chi turned around and asked Ning Yan with some surprise.

Since his scholarly ways could not lead to direct combat, and eavesdropping on the enemy's commands also required a relatively safe and peaceful environment, Gu Chi did not go directly to the battlefield. He and Ning Yan stayed in the temporary combat command camp and cooperated with each other. He successfully cracked the enemy's combat orders, and Ning Yan immediately passed them to Zixu and Wuyou, the two incarnations fighting on the front line.

Zixu and Wuyou passed the news to Chu Yao and others.

It was not easy to get the enemy's instructions from the vast amount of voices. Gu Chi was concentrating and didn't dare to be distracted. Only when Chen Tang appeared did he lose some of his attention. Then, Gu Chi heard the three words "Gathering of the Gods", and his expression twisted for a moment...

He thought he was hallucinating.

The two have known each other for many years, and Gu Chi has hardly ever left Chen Tang's side. Gu Chi knows who his master has contacted. In addition, Chen Tang is not someone who can keep secrets. If the Gods really want to contact her, it is impossible for her not to talk.

Ning Yan communicated with Zixu Wuyou about the situation while transmitting her spiritual energy to Gu Chi, lest Gu Chi, who was sick, collapse before the battle was over. She asked in confusion, "What auditory hallucination?"

Gu Chi asked her, "Does Tunan know about the meeting of the gods?"

Think about the banquet that Ning Yan's late husband held for Xingning Yan. It was normal for him to be invited to the Gods' Assembly given his talent and reputation. Ning Yan might have heard of it.

Gu Chi said: "I'm here. Qi Shan has more than 70 accounts in the Gods Society! If they are worried that there are too few people, I can eat up all the empty salaries of several branches of the Gods Society..."

It is said that the seven of you came from the same place, and your families had no contact in the early years. You even almost discussed marriage with Qi Guchi, so your private negotiations should be less than others. But the fact is just the opposite. Qi Shan has no intention of alienating and avoiding suspicion, and Yin Ning also wants to be disliked. The seven of you basically have zero contact except for avoidable official business.

Yuanliang asked me, "Why does Wangchao go in and out?"

result-

Infuse the sickle with both literary and martial energy at the same time and swing it out!

Yin Ning was concerned about the declining fortunes of the All-Gods Society upon hearing this, but she was more worried about another thing: "My Lord has many talented people on his payroll, but are there any members of the All-Gods Society among them?"

Yin Ning was taking care of a boy who had caught a cold and had a low fever in the front yard when she suddenly heard a banging noise coming from the back yard, followed by her husband's angry voice: "Sir, please be so kind. An knows that I am poorly endowed and am just a country boy. How dare I take on such a low position?"

Yan An noticed your look.

Is this what it's like to be a commoner

"If it is so terrifying, why is it so famous?"

Yin Ning gave you a reassurance: "Except Qi Guchi, everyone else has joined. He also knows what kind of people are in the master's team. A few of them are poor after joining, right?"

Chen Tang: “…”

But hearing it again now, it’s hard not to be a little less curious.

"Ask me?"

"Why should we risk our lives again? Or should we use your hand to help him kill us, saving them the step of killing people for military rations?"

Ning Yan's pale face was filled with a concealed disgust: "He can't be regarded as a small-scale school..."

Ning Yan just smiled and said nothing.

I accidentally discovered Qishan's alias in the Gods Association. I don't know how I got the recommendation quota. I only know that I recommended my own alias before joining, and the alias recommended the alias again. It goes on and on, and I know how much I have lost by eating the Gods Association.

Sighing, "Who can have a past?"

The frown on his brows has now relaxed, as if he was thinking about something.

Yuan Liang: “…”

Ning Yan changed her nervous expression.

Those people were humble and didn't understand how frequent wars were a disaster for ordinary people. When we were fighting for the positions of kings, princes, generals and ministers, countless common people who were trampled by iron hooves had to snatch even wild grass and their stomachs were filled with mud.

A huge explosion sounded in front of Huang Lie's army.

One day before the rain, a scholar came to deliver an invitation.

It’s interesting, I just patted my butt and walked out.

Eight-year-old Shannian sighed, "Next time, it was Youli who was too angry. She couldn't help but stabbed me. Youli reflected on it before, and at most she gave me a chance to explain after stabbing me."

Yin Ning had little dealings with Qi Shan.

As long as the money is there, anything can be done.

That…

Abnormal people can really understand the thought process of yandere.

Judging from Ning Yan's tone, the Council of Gods should not be too worried.

Does anyone care about my frightened heart

This is a good omen. I will throw it into the stove and burn it later.

but-

"Inside the Gods' Association, those who can pass the recommendation basically have no real ability, so recruiting talents here also saves the inspection. Strategists and warriors look for wise leaders, monarchs look for good ministers and powerful generals, and nobles exchange interests with each other... Members cannot even use price to exchange for temporary help from others... But because of this, there are many factions here, and there are very few conflicts. Family background, origin, talent, reputation, region... And there is no disadvantage in this world that can be enjoyed at any price..."

I was also keeping that in mind when screening for my lord.

"You and I didn't meet at the Gathering of the Gods."

Hey, his lord

Well, bad. But will it offend people? Yin Ning took the invitation and looked at the words below Han Hu.

Ning Yan saw what Yuan Liang wanted to ask: "You have somewhere to go at this time, working as a staff member. The master happens to be a member of the Gods Association, and you are naturally recommended to join... One day, you find that the master has been replaced quietly..."

With the help of the connections of the Gods, one can certainly build up a power very slowly, but after all, it is a real skill. If it is slow to build up, it will collapse even slower. Ning Yan wanted the lord to be involved with those dirty things. The more dependent he was, the harder it would be to become a gambler. How many gamblers were set up, and wouldn't the end result be bankruptcy after leaving the gambling table

That... is the first time I know this.

Yuan Liang: “…”

A prominent reputation means that the circle is small. It is very difficult to recruit talents from all over the world and become a powerful person.

It is similar to the recruitment platform mentioned by the lord. The platform is to stir up trouble, and the platform is to be peaceful. Always maintain a neutral position and participate in any power struggle and power change. I am sure that the gods will keep their promises, and the members of the sky will fight together.

Yin Ning saw Yan An holding a strange invitation card with yellow characters on a white background, and was puzzled. Because mourning is convenient for being served, you and Yan An take care of the household affairs together. There is nothing in the house. Yuan Liang is the most reserved. He remembers that there is no such thing. Could it be a guest who just sent it

Share it, take it!

Chen Tang was afraid that the night would be long and the dreams would be few, so the black-clothed warrior ran away again.

Ning Yan curled her lips: "What a clever person you are."

Your intuition tells you that the "bad play" is serious.

The common people live soberly, live soberly, and die soberly.

Where does that money come from

Why did seven people join

The eight-year-old kindly said, "Big friend."

Someone cares, including my lord.

At that time, I thought that the gods would eat up the entire family.

Ning Yan felt comfortable and went in and out.

Yuan Liang: “…”

It turned into an absolute space that blocked the words and spirits. Chen Tang hooked the black-clothed warrior's neck with a sickle, and smiled with a bit of apology: "Are you a kind-hearted person who is striving for honor or a big child? You will be sent to see the King of Hell now."

"But now that the war has started, even Chaoli Pass has been breached!" The eight-year-old had a kind thought.

Yuan Liang: “…”

So, we focused on the results of praying for good deeds.

Ning Yan pondered for a long time: "I vaguely remember it. A few years ago, my late husband Xingning seemed to have mentioned it, and he didn't like it very much."

Chen Tang raised the sickle in his hand, sank his qi into his dantian, and gathered his martial energy into a voice, expanding it to the entire battlefield. His tone was sonorous and confident, and he focused on attacking the enemy's heart: "Huang Xiguang, where are the heads of the eighteenth-ranked subordinates in his account? Is he really considering turning around and withdrawing his troops? Considering that we were once allies, how about you promise to let him run a few feet first?"

The blade of light made the frightened face pale, and every detail of the face was clear - the pores under the skin, the small pits, the small wrinkles at the corners of the eyes. The last moment it completely swallowed it up, including the scream that the former had not yet uttered...

"An illegal and evil civilian organization dares to dance in front of you..." Chen Tang's words came out faintly, and the air wave made the parts of your armor crackle, but the sound of metal collision did not drown out your voice, "Worries, one by one."

Ning Yan's eyes turned and she knew what he was thinking of. She showed a cunning smile, "My Lord, you are mentioning it. You almost forgot the existence of the Gods Association. Its main meeting is in the center of Xiaolu, and the other places are branches. The warehouse is also rich."

Yuanliang's intuition is complex.

Why is Xingning so stubborn

It's simply torture on the spot!

And that family is unusual

After all, although the eight-year-old Shannian's skills are bad, the injuries he caused are too severe for a martial artist. After a while of recuperation, the flesh and blood can be fully reborn. If I run away, it will bring trouble to my side again.

I remember that at that time the couple was still in the mountains observing mourning.

Ning Yan said in a slightly joking tone: "In this battle, Tunan Xiaofang revealed his identity and found someone to spread the word about his achievements. It won't be long before he can receive an invitation to the Gods' Gathering. Speaking of this place... it's quite fun."

Gu Chi said: "There are too few argumentative people out there."

As a minor priest he is also a witch doctor.

Gu Chi said: "The founding purpose of the Gods Association is to create a platform for the talents in heaven to meet each other, to prevent the use of any force or participation in any forces, and to use the name of the Gods Association when members walk in it..."

You want to make a skeleton yourself and give it to someone.

Yan An shook his head: I am worried.

What kind of academy dares to name itself "The Gods"

The black-clothed warrior was horrified.

Kang Shi: “…”

You are greeted by a horrified face.

Yin Ning: “…”

Let's wait and see what happened to Hanhu. Chen Tang hadn't been transplanted back by Kang Shi. Kang Shi's face was still pale, but Chen Tang put his head under the sickle and patted his ears with his free hand: "It was a close call, I almost went deaf."

The casino is just a platform for placing bets. Are all the gamblers who come back bad? How can the banker keep an eye on the money in the gamblers' pockets? The various welfare benefits within the Gods Association all require a small amount of money to support them.

Calling yourself a "god" is such a bad and arrogant tone!

"I heard that his heavy shield warriors are always successful?"

The speed of the seven people's confrontation was surprisingly slow. After a few breaths, they had chopped more than a hundred people. Chen Tang watched helplessly as the black-clothed warrior was chopped to pieces by the eight-year-old Shannian. If he went up again, he would probably be a skeleton. You couldn't help but argue with the eight-year-old Shannian.

Buzz—

From what Ning Yan said, the proportion is high.

There are piles of bones above the raging fire.

The previous moment, a spiritual word fell.

Yan An didn't answer, but there was some movement after a long while.

He whispered, "Jishou!"

When Chen Tang heard the reason, he tensed up instantly and said, "... What kind of friend would accept such a perverted gift?"

Chen Tang grabbed my hair, letting my body fall, curling his lips and smiling, weakly responding to this move.

Ning Yan said with concern: "We also need to send our spies back to help Gu Chi maintain his position in the Gods Association... I should be able to get the list of branch members in the Northwest Xiaolu area. Then I will join forces with others to persuade the Lord... and persuade you to take down all the big and small leaders of the branch according to the list. Those people will stay in their own territory, and they will have a good time at night..."

"The Council of Gods, what is that?"

Ning Yan was silent for a while.

The eight-year-old Shannian's skill in slicing people with a sickle became more and more exquisite. Every piece of human flesh was crystal clear, and one piece after another fell from a low altitude to the battlefield. The black-clothed warrior was able to keep steady at first and calmly look for a breakthrough, but as the number of times he was slashed increased, the fear debuff also accumulated layer by layer. Zai Jiadao's heart was also slashed by the eight-year-old Shannian, leaving a crack, and the wind blew out.

The Gods Association is just a platform for communication and transactions.

The mainstream idea within the Gods Association is "It's your turn this year", and everyone has a chance to be a king, a duke, a general or a minister. Does it sound bad? The problem is that there is no limit to the number of kings, dukes, generals or ministers in a country. The solution is to have fewer countries.

It was my father’s classmate of many years, who came by to pay his respects.

Yuan Liang was just horrified: "Is Qi Guchi still here?"

Of course, the Gods Council also interferes with the freedom of its members.

I doubt I will find a wild lord, one who does not have a tenacious vitality, rooted in the soil, with eyes that can see the dust at the bottom, but sits low in the clouds and fools his own kind at will. Even if it is hard to find...

Although they had little contact, let alone close confidants, Yuan Liang was still quite suspicious of several of his colleagues. Ning Yan responded to the Gods Society with a strong sense of rejection and familial sentiment, and Xing Ning also hated the Gods Society, which showed that the roots of the society should be clean.

Yuanliang asked quietly: Who is coming

Yin Ning was thinking of something, and a smile appeared on her face: "If Tu Nan wants to know, just ask Qi Yin Ning."

However, at the beginning, the good thoughts of the eight years old could also produce a satisfactory skeleton gift, because your existence time is unlimited. The moment you lose control of your body, Chen Tang will overturn the table and leave.

"What is a polemicist?"

I must be disgusted by a perfectly beautiful skeleton.

Ning Yan found it boring after she figured it out.

A unified and stable regime is rejected by us.

For example, the body of the black-robed warrior.

Yuan Liang became more determined after hearing this.

After a moving word spirit broke through Kang Shi's word spirit barrier, Chen Tang's sickle had already cut off the head of the black-clothed warrior, and the former's lips were still opening and closing: "Gods—"

"His national seal is here, what can he use to fight you?"

After a while, Yan An came back covered in moisture.