Snapped!
a slap.
Bing Ming spun on the table like a top.
The Great Flood Witch became a little angry and said: "My calculation is wrong. Why? Isn't it okay? It's not enough for you to just come out and say it, but several people actually calculated it! What do you mean?"
Taoist Lei and You Xingchen were both dumbfounded.
What does it mean
Why don't you tell me if you made a mistake? Not allowed to correct
This is where it is. If you get all these questions wrong in school, you will be punished by standing on the podium, okay
Taoist Lei ignored him: "Each family has a maximum limit of 10,000 people, but the space is unstable. For the sake of safety, each family has a maximum limit of 8,000 people. Among them, there are three thousand infant transformations, three thousand cloud transformations, and one thousand two gods. Guixuan eight hundred."
The flood witch muttered, "Why are there so many differences... I am a bit embarrassed this time..."
On the table, the Great Witch Bing Ming couldn't bear it any longer. Even though he had been rolled into a ball by the boss, even though he was still spinning around like a top, as soon as his gloating mood came up, he couldn't stop it at all.
He felt that if he didn't speak now, he would definitely suffocate to death.
After finally stopping spinning, my head was still a little dizzy, I couldn't wait any longer. I shook my head and stood on the table and said in a strange tone: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this arithmetic level is indeed the best in the world, hahaha, count down."
The Great Flood Witch said gloomily: "It turns out that you are so eloquent. This has opened your eyes again!"
He grabbed Bing Ming and squeezed hard.
The Great Witch of Bingming let out a "squeak", and felt that his original power was almost squeezed out, and he wailed loudly: "Boss, please forgive me, I don't dare to do it anymore, I don't dare to do it anymore..."
By the time Flood let go, Bing Ming's waist had become as thick as a little finger, his belly almost reached his ankles, and his neck was four or five times thicker than his head.
Lying on the table, dying, panting, he said: "If I had been sucked out of shit just now... I would probably spit it into the boss's mouth... Fortunately, I held it back... The boss owes me a favor... "
With a snap, the flood directly hit Lihuo's face. The flood witch was furious: "Lihuo, next time your brother-in-law appears in front of me, I will hammer your family to death, every one of them!"
The great shaman of Liehuo lost his soul and said: "Boss, please calm down."
He quickly put the grotesque body of his brother-in-law into his pocket, and heard a voice coming from his pocket. He was as angry as a gossamer, but he was still angry: "Tsk, tsk, tsk... I can't catch the rabbit and eat the dog... Boss, that's all you can do. Have some skills..."
Liehuo's face turned blue.
He grabbed it out of his pocket, tore off a few pieces of his robe, wrapped it tightly around it a few times, and stuffed a numb core into Bing Ming's small mouth. Thinking about it, he still felt it was not safe, so he even covered his eyes and ears. , and then put it back into the pocket.
After just a few movements, he was already sweating profusely.
The cold eyes of the Great Flood Witch kept turning back and forth on the face of the Great Wizard of Fire, full of malice.
Obviously, I've had enough of your brother-in-law, let me see if you explode, Liehuo!
Liehuo Wu Qing's face was pale, and he sat huddled in a chair, lowering his head deeply, trying his best to reduce his sense of presence...
There was a whining and struggling sound in his pocket.
Obviously, the Great Witch of Bingming still has something to say, but in this situation... he can't say it.
Everyone present had weird expressions on their faces. They wanted to laugh but were afraid to laugh. They were all holding it in very hard.
"Three thousand transformations into infants, three thousand transformations into clouds, one thousand and two transformations into gods, eight hundred transformations into mysteries..."
Zuo Changlu recited this number softly and couldn't help but exhale softly.
In the Infant Transformation realm, the army can be sparse, and talented young people from various major martial arts can be selected to enter the training. However, cultivators in the three realms above Huayun must have more in the army.
After all, cultivators in the military have stronger survivability and are more valuable to the future!
"Has this number been decided?" Zuo Changlu asked.
"It's settled."
Lei Taoist said: "Now, the Great Wizard of Flood and the Great Wizard of Dankong need to check the situation of the Prince Academy again in seven days; if it is confirmed to be stable, they can enter. I guess the problem is not big, so we can start selecting people now ”
He paused and said: "Our Taoist League has already started to prepare for the follow-up. But the Wu League and Star Soul have not started yet."
Zuo Changlu nodded and said, "That's it, Xiaohu."
The Heavenly King Yun Zhonghu from the left wing immediately stepped forward: "Master."
"After this party, the generals from all directions, as well as the ministers and ministers of various ministries and cabinets will be left behind to discuss this matter and decide it as soon as possible. This matter involves many follow-up matters and cannot be delayed. Those political methods are inappropriate at this time. . "The long road to the left.
"Yes, disciple understands."
King Zuolu hesitated for a moment and said: "Nan Zhengqian, over there..."
"how?"
"Minister Nan has always wanted to return to the Southern Army; at the Ministry of Finance, he has already found someone to take over, but you didn't agree to this matter, and the old man of the Nan family also strongly opposed it..." Zuolu Tianwang coughed.
Zuo Changlu couldn't help but ponder.
Wu Yuting asked from the side: "Mr. Nan's health has never been better. I don't know if his injuries have gotten better over the years."
Zuolu Tianwang said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the old man from the Nan family is only a few years old... He just called me a few days ago and said he was going to the front line..."
Zuo Changlu and others all fell silent, and the big witches of the witch union opposite also looked stern and solemn as never before.
The old man, who had only a few years to live, went to the front line again. Needless to say, he had only one purpose.
That is, find a senior member of the Umbrella League to be buried with him.
Or he could be buried with the elite troops of the Wu League.
And these old men, even if their longevity is exhausted and their vitality has come to an end, their combat prowess cannot be underestimated.
At the last moment, it was the most conservative estimate to let go of all the suppression of internal injuries, explode to the limit, and drag a master of the Umbrella League back with him.
A good thing is to go to Jiuquan with a group of "old friends".
This move is already commonplace for the Star Soul human race, especially those in the military.
Because of this, while the Wu League deeply hates this kind of thing, it is also full of admiration and astonishment!
Only such people can be called heroes!
Zuo Changlu let out a long sigh and said, "Please, old man, please bear with me for a few more years and get one of the Heaven-Returning Pills."
"Mr. Huitian Dannan has already taken one pill. He refused to take another pill, saying it was a waste."
Zuolu Tianwang said: "Now the power of the Huitian Pill can provide Mr. Nan with less than two years of life."
Zuo Changlu said flatly: "Just say it's my order and you must take it. In four years at most, I will let him walk in glory, even if he is named Qingshi, it's no problem!"
"yes."
Zuolu Tianwang agreed.
Zuo Changlu sighed and said slowly: "These old guys who once fought in hundreds of battles and fought life and death, many of them even left the military, but when they were dying, they were still unwilling to sacrifice their cultivation to such a waste. Inaction brought into the loess.”
"They are not willing to die on the bed."
"The vast majority basically choose to go to the front line again and end their lives with a gorgeous explosion."
"This is also their final contribution to the world that they have fought for their entire lives. Of course, it is also the last glimmer of glory they have added to their family and benefited future generations."
"Both public and private matters must be taken into consideration. Their selfishness cannot be ignored because of public motives; but their sacrifice and righteousness cannot be ignored because of selfishness."
"The favors that should be given must be given."
Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "Xiaoyu, what do you say?"
The king on the right is the main battler, and the commanders from all directions are almost controlled by the king on the right.
You Dongtian understood what Zuo Changlu was asking, and whispered: "My nephew secretly believes that it is inevitable for Nan Zhengqian to return to the Southern Army."
"The demon alliance is coming back soon, and I'm afraid it will be a life-and-death battle when it comes back. The Southern Army currently has no backbone. Even if Nan is commanded by remote control, it is still the weakest link among the four parties. If Nan Zheng is allowed to go back until the war is about to start, Without a time buffer, the combat effectiveness will inevitably be difficult to reach its highest level, which will most likely result in gaps in the front line and a collapse of thousands of miles. "
"Moreover, the Wu League is about to make a large-scale march, and the life and death experience will be tested on the flesh and blood millstone."
You Dongtian said: "If Nan Zhengqian is not here, I am afraid that the Wu League can really swallow up the Southern Army."
there.
Great Wizard Dankong said: "That's right; the Southern Army has no commander, and we have been coveting it for a long time. If the boss hadn't always had some scruples about the future situation, I'm afraid he would have taken action to pull out your Southern Army."
"Always have some concerns about the future situation?"
Zuo Changlu looked at the Flood Witch: "Have you always been worried about the future situation? Since when?"
The great witch Flood said deeply: "When I just returned from the witch union..."
"!!!"
Everyone was a little surprised.
Even Zuo Changlu and others never imagined that Flood Witch's plan was so far-term.
The Great Wizard Flood said: "Since the Dao Alliance can return and the Witch Alliance can return, then the Demon Alliance and others will definitely return. Therefore, the initial strategic target of our Witch Alliance has never been you. It has been the Demon Clan!"
The Great Witch Flood had a look of confidence on his face, and he said calmly: "Otherwise, in the first few years after our return to the mainland of the Wu League, how could we possibly stop the Taoist League and the Star Soul Human Race, which had been defeated by the Taoist League at that time? Accommodate our Wu Alliance army?”
"I only need to lead eleven brothers to sit on the front line and completely suppress the Dao Alliance masters. By that time, I will be able to unify the continent long ago!"
"But unification made no sense at that time. Because after unification, the management ability of the Umbrella League was not good, and they could only cause anger and resentment, and even the Umbrella League itself would be corroded."
"The reason why we tried our best to return from the starry sky is because... for so many years, even though we have been drifting outside, there is not much pressure. The new generation of the Umbrella League has serious faults, and almost no geniuses have emerged."
"Without a life-and-death crisis, how can we achieve a breakthrough?"
"Even this gap has not been repaired until now. Among the new generation, there is no master who can match the twelve of us."
(End of chapter)