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Chapter 447: The scruples of the flood

Bang!

A slap.

Bing Ming started spinning like a top on the table.

The Great Witch of Hongshui was a little angry and said, "Is it wrong? Isn't it okay? It's not enough for you to come out and say it alone. Several people actually calculated it! What does it mean?"

Lei Dao Ren and You Xingchen were both dumbfounded.

What does it mean?

You are not allowed to say something if you calculate it wrong? You are not allowed to correct it?

This is here. If you calculate the questions in school wrongly, you can definitely stand on the podium, right?

Lei Daoren ignored him: "Each family has a maximum of 10,000 people, but the space is unstable. For the sake of stability, each family has an upper limit of 8,000 people; among them, there are three thousand infants, three thousand clouds, one thousand gods, and eight hundred return to the myth."

Hongshui Dawu muttered, why is there so much difference... I am a bit embarrassing this time...

On the table, the Great Witch Bing Ming couldn't help it. Even though he had been rolled into a ball by the boss and was still spinning like a gyro, his gloating mood suddenly became uncontrollable.

He felt that if he didn't speak now, he would definitely be suffocated to death.

After finally stopping the circle, my head was still a little dizzy, so I couldn't wait to stand on the table with my head shaking and said sarcastically: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, this calculation level is indeed the best in the world, hahaha, countdown."

Hongshui Dawu said gloomyly: "So you kid is so eloquent, you open your eyes again!"

He grabbed Bing Ming with one hand and squeezed it hard.

The Great Witch of Bingming said with a "squeak", and felt that his original power was almost clenched out, and he wailed loudly: "Boss, please spare me, I don't dare, I will never dare again..."

By the time Hongshui let go, the waist of the Bing Ming Witch had become as thick as a small finger, his belly almost dragged to his ankle, and his neck was four or five times thicker than his head.

Lying on the table, dying, panting, and saying, "If I had been clenched out of shit just now... I would probably have sprayed the eldest brother's mouth... Fortunately, I held it... The eldest brother owed me a favor..."

With a bang, the flood was directly stuck on Liehuo's face. The flood witch was furious: "Liehuo, let your brother-in-law appear in front of me next time, and I will hammer your family to death together? One counts one!"

The Great Witch of Fire is not possessed: "Don't calm down."

I quickly put a strange body that my brother-in-law was being held in his pocket? I heard a sound from his pocket, and he was so angry that he was still sarcastic: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk... I can't catch a rabbit and eat it... Boss, you only have this ability..."

Liehuo's face turned blue.

Grab it out of your pocket? Tear off a few pieces of his robe and wrap it around a few times.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  

After a few moves, I was already sweating profusely.

The flood witch's cold eyes kept turning around on the face of the Fiery witch, full of malicious intentions.

It’s obvious? I’ve had enough of your brother-in-law? You can blow the fire and take a look!

The fire-like Wu Qing sat in a chair with a white face and shrank his body, lowered his head deeply, trying his best to reduce his presence...

There was a whimpering sound in his pocket.

Obviously, the Great Witch of Bingming still has something to say? But now this situation... can't be said.

Everyone present had weird faces? They wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh, and they all worked very hard.

"The infant becomes three thousand? The clouds are transformed into three thousand, and the gods are controlled by one thousand two? The 800 Guixuan..."

Zuo Changlu was chanting this number gently?   I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Infant transformation realm? You can get fewer appearances in the army. Choose other genius young men from all the high martial arts to enter the training. And those three levels above Huayun must get more experiences in the army.

After all, the survivors in the military have stronger abilities and are more valuable to the future!

"This number has been set?" Zuo Changlu asked.

"It's settled."

Lei Dao Ren said: "Now, the Great Witch of Hongshui and the Great Witch of Dankong need to check the status of the Prince's Academy in seven days; if it is confirmed to be stable, you can enter. I guess there is no big problem, so we can start selecting people now."

He paused and said, "Our Dao Alliance has already started to prepare for the follow-up. The Wu Alliance and Xinghun have not started yet."

Zuo Changlu nodded and said, "Since that's the case, Xiaohu."

The left-road king Yun Zhonghu immediately stepped forward: "Master."

"After this evening party, the generals of all sides will be left behind, as well as ministers and cabinets, and they will discuss this matter as soon as possible. This matter is related to many follow-ups and must not be delayed. Those political means are inappropriate at this time." Zuo Changlu Road.

"Yes, my disciple understand."

The King of the Left Road hesitated for a moment and said, "Nan Zhengqian, the side of the Minister of the Southern District..."

"how?"

"The Minister of Southern has always wanted to go back to the Southern Army; the Ministry of Finance has already found a person to take over, but you didn't nod in this matter, and the old man from the Nan family also strongly opposed it..." The King of the Left coughed.

Zuo Changlu couldn't help but ponder.

Wu Yuting asked, "Old Master Nan's health has never improved. I don't know if he has been injured in the past few years?"

The King of the Left Road said in a low voice: "I'm afraid the old man of the Nan family has been around for a few years... I just called me a few days ago and said I would go to the front line..."

Zuo Changlu and others all fell silent, and the great witches of the Wu Alliance opposite also looked shaky, unprecedentedly solemn.

The old man who had a good life in just a few years went to the front line again, and there was no need to say what the purpose was, there was only one.

That is, find a senior executive of the Wu League to accompany him to bury him.

Or find elite troops from the Wu League to accompany you to be buried.

Even though these old men have exhausted their life span and their vitality has reached its end, their combat power cannot be underestimated.

At the last moment, letting go of all internal injuries, extreme explosions, and pulling a Wu League expert back to the tutelage is already the most conservative estimate.

What’s so good is to bring a group of "old old friends" to Jiuquan together.

This move has long been common for the Star Soul Humans, especially for the military.

Because of this, the Wu Alliance hated such a thing and was also admired and amazed!

Only such a person can be called a hero!

Zuo Changlu sighed and said, "Please bear it for a few more years, and I will pick one of the Tiandan."

"Old Master Huitian Dannan has taken one, and he refused to take it again, saying it was a waste."

The King of the Left Road said: "The medicinal power of Huitian Dan now can provide Mr. Nan with less than two years of life."

Zuo Changlu said decisively: "Just say it is my order, you must take it. At most four years, I will let him go with glory and gloriousness. Even if he is named in history, it is no problem!"

"yes."

The King of the Left Road agreed.

Zuo Changlu sighed and said slowly: "All these old people who have been fighting for a long time and have been experiencing life and death, even though many people left the army, they are still unwilling to bring their cultivation into the loess when they die."

"They are unwilling to die on the sickbed."

"The vast majority of them basically chose to go to the front line and end their lives with a brilliant explosion."

"This is also the final contribution they have made to this world they have fought for all their lives. Of course, it is also the last glory they have added to their family and to bring blessings to their descendants."

"Everything is both in public and private affairs. They cannot ignore their selfishness because of public intention; but they cannot ignore their sacrifices and righteousness because of their selfishness."

"The favors that should be had must be."

Zuo Changlu sighed softly: "Little Fish, what do you say?"

The right-side king is the main battle, and the generals from all directions are almost always controlled by the right-side king.

You Dongtian understood what Zuo Changlu was asking about this and whispered: "I personally think that Nan Zhenggan's return to the Southern Army is an imperative thing."

"The Demon Alliance is about to return, but I am afraid that once it returns, it will be a life-and-death battle; the Southern Army has no backbone now. Even if the Southern Minister is remotely controlled, it is still the weakest link among the four directions. If the war is about to start, Nanzheng will not be able to return, and there is no time to buffer, the combat power will inevitably be difficult to reach the highest level, which is very likely to cause a flaw in the front line and collapse thousands of miles."

"And, the Wu Alliance is about to make a big move, and the life and death experience will be trained in the flesh and blood millstone."

You Dongtian said: "If Nan Zhenggan is not here, I am afraid that the Wu Alliance will really swallow the Southern Army."

there.

The great wizard of Dankong said: "Yes; the Southern Army has no commander, we have been coveting it for a long time. If the boss hadn't always had some concerns about the future situation, he would have taken action to pull out your Southern Army."

"The future situation is always a bit scruple?"

Zuo Changlu looked at the Great Witch of Hongshui: "You have always been concerned about the future situation? From when?"

The Great Witch of the Flood said deeply: "When I first returned from the Wu Alliance."

“!!!”

Everyone was a little surprised.

Even Zuo Changlu and others never expected that the flood witch's plan would be so long-term.

Hongshui Dawu said: "Since the Dao Alliance can return and the Wu Alliance can return, then the Demon Alliance and others will definitely return. Therefore, the initial strategic goal of our Wu Alliance has never been you. But the Demon Clan!"

The Great Witch of Hongshui had a confident face and said lightly: "Otherwise, in the first few years of my Wu Alliance's return, how could it be possible for the Dao Alliance and the Star Soul Human Clan, which had been defeated by the Dao Alliance at that time, stop our Wu Alliance army?"

"I just need to take eleven brothers to take the front line and completely suppress the Taoist League masters. At that time, I could have unified the continent long ago!"

"But unification at that time had no meaning. Because after unification, the management ability of the Wu Alliance was not good, and it could only cause resentment from heaven and man, and even the Wu Alliance itself would corrupt."

"The reason why we have tried our best to return from the starry sky is because... even though we have been drifting outside for so many years, the pressure is not high. There are serious faults in the new generation of Wu League, and almost no genius appears."

"Where is no life-and-death crisis, how can we make a breakthrough?"
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