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When: May 28, 7.30pm.

Venue: The main entrance of the parliament hall of the 18th building of Diaoyu Island State Guest House.

Wu Fangshi is 52 years old this year. He has heard numerous legends of fairy demon monsters, stories of horror and horror, and incredible experiences. He is the most extraordinary holiness of the human being today, and he deeply understands that all of the above are false, fabricated, Make up.

But at this moment.

All obsolete, stubborn ideas are overthrown.

"Who?"

"What the **** is behind?" Wu Yanshi turned his head one by one, his face changed dramatically.

With his sanctified senses, he had insight into Qiuhao, but he could hardly sense what was behind the door behind him.

No one is clear, nothing is clear, it is clearly a mass of air!

Who can hide the senses of the Holy One!

The crisp childish sounded,

Blocked in the door seam,

When Wu Yanshi turned his head, a young face came into view, with a false smile on his face.

"Hello, human ... Wu Jiushi."

The little figure looked up. It was dressed in red, and the seemingly affixed smile seemed to twitch the mind.

Bang!

All my veins, bones, and blood tremble!

The heart stopped, thoughts and thoughts and Wu Shishi's complexion completely solidified-endless crazy warning signs breeding deep in the mind, and neural signals transmitted a strong hint, as if a volcanic glacier and a vast expanse of sea were in front of a natural disaster. .

Intricate clues and speculation echoed.

Electro-optic flint, glimmering light, and finally point to an answer.

"[Sin]"

Wu Yanshi looked down at the little boy in red.

In today's world, no one has seen it except Xu Xian the second day and Tang Hong the seventh day.

Today, when the Huaguo went to the holy meeting, it quietly appeared. The defense system of the imperial capital, the central military's capture plan for it, had no effect.

...

It's dawn.

Birds pass by occasionally on the lawn.

The magnificent parliament hall, at a glance, the brilliant pendant lamps emit bright light, cleverly matched peony flowers permeate the fragrant fragrance, and the hollow six-sided giant table is placed with Chinese seats. At this time, seven saints are seated. , As if seven human heroes were juxtaposed here.

Six-sided giant table, more than 20 meters in diameter!

With wide space and sparse seats, Tang Hong changed into a gradient casual dress!

But at this time.

Huh!

Tang Hong suddenly looked up, his eyes were sharp, and the warfare approaching infinitely close to the sky was fully operating!

"Why is it here?"

Tang Hong turned his head and focused his eyes on the doorway, and saw the little boy in the red dress walk slowly into the hall.

It always moves forward.

Wu Yanshi took a corresponding step back, and the grand hall was quiet and even more weird.

"Well, eight of us here are sanctified." Tang Hong thoughtlessly: "Three geniuses went into the sanctuary together with me and Fang Nanxun, and shot with all my strength. Can I kill this natural fairy?"

On the surface does not move.

There was a hint of killing in the iron heart.

"Forget it."

"Several more haven't arrived."

Tang Hong glanced, continued to play mobile phones, and strolled through the WeChat circle of friends.

...

"It's it."

Xu Xian stood up slowly the next day.

He watched Wu Zhishi receding continuously, his eyes flashing with undisguised complexity, with intention of killing, vigilance, and regret.

...

"Natural fairy."

On the third day, I lowered my head and drank hot tea with jasmine.

Her left hand was like a sword, and behind her, she didn't seem to have a sword.

...

"Ugh."

"The mountain rain is coming from the wind." Sikong Beyi, the sage enthusiast, sighed softly and continued to read the stack of newspapers in his hand.

The catastrophe is coming.

Xian appeared again.

It's so troublesome. Si Kong Beyi's eyes fell on the front page of the newspaper indifferently, as if he didn't care about its arrival at all.

...

The six-sided discussion table, to the left of the floor-to-ceiling window, calmly beckoned on the sixth day: "Brother, here."

Talking.

He shot out from the air, his willpower interfered with reality, and he pulled back the sacred Wu Wushi who stepped back.

On the sixth day, he said, "Wu brother, sit on my side."

"it is good."

Wu Yanshi nodded.

...

Six-sided discussion table, to the right of the floor-to-ceiling window, Fang Nanxun looked at Xian's dress.

"It's tacky to be in red."

"The smile on my face is also false, and it seems scary to draw it with watercolors."

Fang Nanxun commented secretly, but didn't get up. He rested his right hand on the desk, and forefinger gently struck the pure white imitation woven and embroidered tablecloth.

He glanced back.

He remembered Li Xuekong's old face, and he couldn't help picking up a Chinese cigarette. If it was lighted casually, the smoke was dangling, covering the dark gold pupils who didn't know what he was thinking.

...

The conference hall, quietly, everyone in the hall is sanctified!

For [Xian] 's visit, everyone seemed extraordinarily calm and indifferent, careless.

No one has arrived yet at this holy meeting.

Change the time, change the place, everyone can definitely try how strong [Sin] is.

But not today.

Before midsummer, the saints suffered casualties, which would be an irretrievable situation of destruction.

I'm afraid it also understands this, so it is a grand appearance, after all, the human side cannot afford the huge cost of the saints' casualties.

"Hee hee."

"Why no one welcomes me." The little boy in red patted his seemingly tender palm.

It said as if there were some complaints and some unhappy words, but the smile did not change, and it was still a pair of emotionless eyes, watching the eight people present in the hall.

Tang Hong looked away from the WeChat circle of friends and looked at the flowers on his chest in red clothes: "Welcome to visit."

It tilted its head and chewed its teeth towards Tang Hong.

All the time, the whole body shivered and shouted and resisted the pressure of terror. Tang Hong frowned, faintly realizing that this was not the deterrence of immortal, but the awe of life instinct.

"Please sit down."

Tang Hong waved his hand, moved a chair and placed it on his left.

It is probably useless to invite others.

So far it has taken the initiative to see both men as extraordinary geniuses.

The little boy in red went to Tang Hong: "Are you afraid that I suddenly attacked and hurt the three geniuses who went here to sanctify."

"Yes."

Tang Hongli was straightforward.

"rest assured."

It jumped violently, disappeared suddenly, and then appeared on a chair that Tang Hong had laid for it.

Simultaneously.

Fang Nanxuan's pupils bloomed with golden light, and on the third day, a wet jasmine was twisted by his fingertips, and Skong Beyi kept looking down at the newspaper with a light look on it.

The scene became tense!

Tensions!

Including the floor-to-ceiling windows of the parliament hall, the well-designed lawns, lush trees, summer birds and cicadas are all solidified, and everything is silent, becoming a place of death.

There was a crunching noise at the door.

It was the movers who came, closed the door behind them, and now nine are holy.

"Natural fairy?"

The mover narrowed his eyes and the power flowed, as if he could have a shock in the next second.

"Everyone, rest assured, relax." The little boy in red was sitting on a Chinese chair, his legs were too short, and he hung in the air.

Tang Hong turned to look at it, pondered for a moment, and asked softly, "Can you think the nine enemies can kill you?"

He was sure that such words would not irritate it.

Just like a person facing the roar of Dashan, Dashan will not have anger, but only an echo.

Sure enough, he rubbed his hands, and he didn't know where to pull out a colorful lollipop: "No. Do you think it is useful to worship the Buddha?"

Tang Hong's eyes brightened.

"It's useless. This summer, how much do you think we humans will win?"

"The odds are not, the odds are zero." It asked Tang Hong: "How to treat Li Xuekong, the first sage-slayer and god-slayer in history, to end his life."

"Sorry, regret, and my heart is very painful ... What are the weaknesses of the real deities in alien space that can be exploited by our extraordinary sanctification, or the weaknesses that technological weapons can target?

"The high temperature hurts the body, the magnetic field hurts the spirit, and the purity of the pure person hurts the spirit."

It was eating colorful lollipops, and at the same time it was telling the amazing secrets that changed the color of everyone in the audience, it was like joy from heaven!

Too much information!

Even the next day, Xu Xian was shocked!

‘What? ’

‘Alternative Q & A? Tang Hong is taking the opportunity to obtain useful information on war with the gods. ‘Xu Xian ’s expression was not changed, but she was pleasantly surprised, and she was looking forward to asking some valuable relevant information.

The crowds were all quiet and solemn, and did not disturb Tang Hong's communication with it.

Click.

It bit the colorful lollipop corner: "Tang Hong, will you sympathize with the ants."

"No." Tang Hongdao: "How can we win the battle this summer?"

"No way, you can't win." The little boy in red swallowed the lollipop and clapped his hands. "I'll give you a suggestion, kneel and concede, and beg for the real deity. Maybe they can give you some more time and enjoy Last time. "

It no longer asks questions.

It glanced deeply at Tang Hong: "I want to give you a kind warning to humanity today."

Tang Hong quickly said: "Goodwill? Do you also have good and evil?"

It shook it twice, adjusted its sitting position, and put its feet on the edge of a Chinese seat: "Good and evil are the measure of human beings, and for you, it is goodwill."

The tone of the natural fairy changed, just like the vast and boundless Atlantic Ocean, and it turned into a mighty tsunami in the next second.

"remember."

"Don't rely on external forces." Its pair of emotionless eyes glanced at the audience. The thick, mountain-like and sharp eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and stared for a full minute and then said, "This war has nothing to do with you."

Tang Hong was angry and funny: "We will go extinct if we lose, what is the external force?"

"Oh."

It jumped off the Chinese seat and wore a red shirt, disappearing without a trace.

...

After a while.

Two more pilgrims officially arrived.

All eleven sages in China are here!

Last year was the Ninth Consecration ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ This year, there are three more enlightened enlightenments. Fang Nanxun, the target of the artificial **** plan, the mother of the mover loves to enter the sanctuary. He should be the Twelve Saints.

But one less.

Li Xuekong had no chance to participate in this holy meeting.

...

After half an hour.

The discussion hall echoed the sound of discussion.

The main door was opened slightly again.

A burly inch man with a scar on his left eye entered the Chamber: "I seem to have missed something."

"Chief Instructor."

Tang Hong got up in surprise.

The twelfth saint in China today: Chief Instructor of the Yellow River Special Training Camp, Niu Hechuan!