Afternoon.
The sun is setting in the west and the sun is shining brightly.
The eight-armed god attracts thousands of people. His silky hair is tied up with a green hairpin. He wears a white robe with golden patterns embroidered on the cuffs.
The broad sleeves are drooping, and the large sleeves are fluttering. Standing in the wind, she is as misty as a fairy in the nine heavens.
Zhang Shaoquan has broad bones and is nearly one foot tall. He is like a little giant, standing beside thousands of people and not even falling on his shoulders. He is as weak as a child.
The coarse cloth could not hide the strong muscles, and the exposed skin was bronze, as if it had been poured with a layer of bronze. The broad palms, like cattail fans, were grasping the greasy pig knuckles.
He opened his mouth and bit into it, staining the vegetable leaves. With his pale yellow teeth, he bit fiercely at the greasy skin and meat. One third of the pork knuckle, which weighed four or five kilograms, was gone in one bite.
Click.
Not only the meat, but also the hard pig bones and big-bone sticks were bitten into pieces by Zhang Shaoquan. The meat, together with the bone residue, was swallowed by Zhang Shaoquan.
After a few mouthfuls, a pork knuckle was completely eaten.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the oil-stained palm, and glanced furtively at Wan Wan. When he realized that he wasn't looking at him, he stretched out his hand and took out a pork knuckle from nowhere.
He opened his mouth and started to chew on it, his mouth was full of oil. The mouth was already stuffed with bones and meat, and only his cheeks were moving continuously.
Thousands of people looked away from the distance and looked at Zhang Shaoquan, who was dripping with oil beside him. His thick eyebrows were deeply furrowed and his forehead was twisted into the character "Sichuan".
Without paying attention for a moment, God transformed his image into a stupid pig and directly said: "Eat, eat, eat."
"I just know how to eat."
"You are the first among the top ten famous arresters, a hero on the list of people, and a rising star in the Six Doors."
“There are some images to be aware of.”
"Then Zhao Mingyu wears a bellyband and runs back and forth all day long. I don't know how many people make fun of him. Zhao Wudu can accept it, but I can't."
"Complete the Destiny Ceremony, break through to the third level, and become a Grandmaster."
"You know how to worship saints. How can you be appreciated by saints with your image?"
"After eating it for so many years, I can't bear it for three to five days."
Looking at Zhang Shaoquan, who was confused and confused, everyone sighed, waved his hands and said, "That's all."
"That's not a bad thing."
"Eat well, I'm going to prepare for the Battle of Destiny at noon tomorrow."
Ten Thousand People ignored Zhang Shaoquan and looked into the distance. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and saw that a man wearing a unicorn suit had already arrived.
Wan Wan stretched out his hand and pointed downwards and said, "That's the silver medal agent you reported this morning to be in contact with Zhao Shenzao."
The man looked down and saw a handsome young man wearing a flying bird suit and standing holding a Renyi sword. He nodded and replied, "It's him."
"My subordinates checked the information and found out that it is Dou Changsheng, the silver medal agent of Zhuquefang."
"Also participated in the destiny ceremony."
"With the ninth-level body-forging realm, I captured Wan Sansan, who was at the eighth-level Qi training level, and was promoted to become a silver medal catcher."
"Now he is in the eighth-level Qi training realm, his strength is not growing slowly, and he is one of the rare geniuses."
"If you gather under the sect, you will be the mainstay when you reach the third level in the future, and you will have one more subordinate to help you."
"It is very difficult for others to save Dou Changsheng, but it is not difficult for us. As long as Dou Changsheng stays by Zhang Mingzhao's side, we can survive after the Battle of Destiny is over."
"no need."
Thousands of people went to reject the proposal, and said coldly: "The battle of destiny is about Shaoquan's breakthrough to the third level, and it must not be extraneous."
The man repeatedly admitted his mistake and said, "It's my subordinate Meng Lang. No matter how great the benefit is, it's just a side issue. The main thing is Zhang Ming's breakthrough."
"Sir, if you don't intend to save Dou Changsheng, there is no need to let Dou Changsheng in front of the headquarters. If Dou Changsheng dies in the headquarters, it will be a bad reputation for our six families."
"This Dou Changsheng has met Zhao Shenquan, and I don't know whether Zhao Shenquan will interfere in the Battle of Destiny or whether his subordinates will severely injure him."
Wanwan reached out to hold the man's shoulders, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and a murderous voice sounded: "No need."
"The destiny ceremony is promoted by six doors, and Zhao Shenquan knows the importance."
"Then Dou Changsheng is not of high origin, he is just a remnant of Jiuyou. How many inheritances of Jiuyou can he have? Even if Jiuyou Nether Sect is immortal, the four true disciples here are only about 50% different from Ye Wumian."
"You're too optimistic about Zhao Shenquan. In the same realm, Zhao Shenquan is not Ye Wu's opponent. We just met him once, and we only spent an hour in the mansion."
"If Dou Changsheng can defeat Ye Wumian, seventh on the human list, a peerless evildoer, it will be too cheap."
"Dou Changsheng is bound to die. Just drive him away. Don't be too fussy. Big things are important. Everything else is a side detail."
"This time, with the help of the God of Wealth Conference, we gathered many geniuses in the city of God. They used their blood and flesh to pave the way for young people to ascend to the sky, and offended many people."
"A single person is nothing, but if they come together, they are a powerful force. As long as Shao Quan can become a master, naturally you don't have to worry about this group of flies, but there are too many flies, and their buzzing calls are still very annoying. of."
"You find a secret agent to pass the news to Ye Wumian, he is too gentle."
"A lot of people died, but they were all participants in the destiny ceremony. Not enough of their family members died."
"Give him a list, and everyone on the list will die. This will clean up the list, and the six doors will be quiet. This is a good thing for them and for us."
The man was startled and looked up at the indifferent-looking Ten Thousand People. He repeatedly saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood rushing toward his face.
There were quite a few people participating in the God of Wealth Conference this time. If family members were included, there were definitely more than a thousand people. Not counting the slaves and maids, there were at least several thousand people.
Of course, it was impossible for Ye Wumian to go on such a crazy killing spree, directly killing tens of thousands of people, and the list was only of important people.
But such killings are enough to shake the city of God and alarm the saints.
Thousands of people looked at the man, and a pair of eyes seemed to see through the man's heart, and said calmly: "Peace of mind."
"A saint wouldn't care."
"No matter how many people there are, as long as they get a master who is loyal to the court, the saint will be willing."
The empire of the Great Zhou Dynasty was supported by the master, not a group of ants.
"Subordinate, do it now."
As soon as the man turned around, he stopped walking and looked into the distance.
A young man walked leisurely, wearing a bird suit and carrying a benevolent sword, with a clear understanding in his heart.
Ye Wumian is here.
What a courageous person.
If you dare to come to the Six Gates headquarters, you will kill someone in front of the Six Gates.
