"Lord, now the main lord is calling the master of the Western Palace, with the strongest lineup, the most extreme means, the most violent tactics, step by step to laugh at the attack of the monarch! Although this practice has created a large number of casualties, but absolutely Most of the dead are still outside the scope of the devil's recovery..."

The short fat man squatted in front of the demon, and his voice was heavy: "In other words, the soul power that should have entered the altar was largely lost, and there was no way to converce the altar... Please make a decision on the Lord.> August 1st ≯文网W≤W≤W<.<8 <1<>

The black demon statue was silent, and the sinisterly said: "Determining? How to determine? How do you tell me how to decide?"

"This..." The short fat man stunned when he heard the words.

Mind, isn't this the thing you care most about? Anyone's things have to give way in front of this matter?

How do you now behave like nothing?

The black magic demon closed his eyes and said faintly: "Let the young masters withdraw the people. Just say... I said."

The short fat man stunned and replied quickly: "Yes!"

After that, I quickly left.

You had a helpless money before the moment, but the next moment, but immediately gave a response to the instructions... This...how does it feel that there is a kind of talking to two people, no, it should be with two different thinking People talk, anyway, it is similar to this abnormal feeling...

The short fat man, like the same blue smoke, rushed to the West Hall.

"The Lord of the House, the Lord said..."

"What did he say?" Zong Xingyu turned coldly.

"The Lord said... Let you temporarily stop the blocking action against the laughing monarch, let them in, and then block it. The current blocking location is not appropriate, but..."

"Call, I want to know, what identity is he using to order me?" Zong Xingyu said faintly: "Your Lord is the Lord of the Devil's Road, but the Devil's Road is not the West Hall, but the West Hall, I only have one voice, that is me! I am the owner of the Western Temple!"

"He has no position and is even less qualified to order me." Zong Xingyu turned his head arrogantly, watching the chunky black man, said indifferently: "So please go back and tell your Lord. If you want to say something Or, if you want to achieve what you want, you will come to yourself, and you will not be able to achieve the purpose."

The short fat man suddenly caught it.

He couldn't think of his dreams. Zong Xingyu's attitude turned out to be so tough, so there was no room for it.

Before he came, he thought that there would be some blockade in this trip, but as long as he spoke beautifully, he clearly analyzed the interest and always achieved his goal. His goal was not to completely reject the strategy of Zong Xingyu, just let He moved the position to the effective range of the altar. This is a certain degree of loss in terms of the current situation, but it is not difficult.

However, he did not think that Zong Xingyu did not intend to talk to himself at all, directly refused, unusually tough!

In the face of such a tough Zong Xingyu, the short fat man was at a loss, and did not know what to do.

Zong Xingyu is no longer obedient, but also the son of the Lord.

What can't be said between father and son? Can't it be negotiated?

Even if it is played up, it is impossible to speak.

Seeing Zong Xingyu's chilly iron face, no expression of room for discussion.

The short fat man sighed and could only turn back.

After hearing the reply, the black magic demon saw Yang Tian for a long time, after a long while, faintly said: "After all, it is just a demon!"

The short fat man squinted, apparently did not understand the meaning of the words in the black magic.

What are you talking about... What?

However, the demon statue has already risen up, and suddenly it disappeared.

......

Zong Xingyu's cold face, his eyes constant for a moment without watching the distant battle.

There, you should be fighting, and you are constantly fighting.

Although the eyesight is not enough, I can't see the specific situation. However, the gods can still feel the general situation there. On the other side of the battlefield, there are many spaces in the tremor almost every moment...

But his eyes are cold and sharp, but in the depths of his eyes, he is actually looking forward to what...

He did not focus all his thoughts on fighting in the distance.

Or it should be said that his 90% attention is placed on another matter.

So that his eyes, movements, and body are in a state of rigidity and abnormal disharmony.

The wind stunned, a black mist, and the "sudden" sound appeared on the zenith.

Zong Xingyu's body suddenly trembled a bit, but still reluctantly turned back.

It is as deep as him, and naturally knows that his father is here.

But Zong Xingyu at this moment is like a stubborn child. I am angry with my father. I know that you are coming. I know that you have something to say. I know that you are dissatisfied with me, but I just don’t look back. Look at you.

How can you treat me? !

The black fog condensed into a human form.

Zong Xingyu is waiting.

Waiting, guessing, my father has been actively looking for himself for the first time in many years, what will he say to himself?

He racked his brains to guess, and even guessed that his heart was sour and trembling.

I felt my own eyes, because the sourness of the sour, full of tears in my eyes, I gradually could not control.

However, Zong Xingyu did not think of dreaming, and he would hear it.

"Do you know what you are doing?" The voice of the demon statue is cold and full of indifferent meaning.

"Of course I know what I am doing." Zong Xingyu said with anger.

"I didn't ask you what to do, I only asked you, do you know what you are doing?!" The voice of the demon statue was dull and cold.

"Of course I know?" Zong Xingyu suddenly wanted to explode: "How come you don't know? Father, since you..."

His words have not been able to be said because they have been interrupted by the demon.

Devil's cold eyes stared at him: "Don't call my father!"

Zong Xingyu lived.

"You should call me the master." Demon looked at him coldly.

Zong Xingyu has two eyes straight.

"The devil's soul, what is the devil?" Devil looked at him.

Zong Xingyu only felt that the Venus in the mind was flashing, and it was a vagueness. For a time, he did not know what he was thinking, doing, or even knowing where he was.

"The devil's way is countless devils!"

"All the magical powers have been cultivated. After the baptism of the demon, it is the devil." Devil's eyes looked at him without a little emotion: "In other words, you are, no exception."

"Me too!?" Zong Xingyu's foot was a squat, and he slammed back three steps. The corner of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood. He looked at the devil with incredulous eyes: "You said that me too?! Me too..."

"Yes, you are too." Mozun said faintly: "You are just a demon soul, the amount is just that."

Zong Xingyu’s mind is blank.

"The so-called father and son's fate, nowhere; no more than 10,000 years of father and son? But it is a deceptive empty talk!" Mozun looked at him with some sarcasm: "Do you think that you really have the same feelings as you think? ?"

Zong Xingyu shouted with some screams: "Do you know what you are talking about? What is the relationship between father and son, nowhere, and all this, and what is the relationship with the heavy feelings?"

"Don't it be because of the so-called father-son relationship, you dare not obey the command?" Devil respects the indifference of the road: "You have the arrogance and arrogance of the arrogance? Do you want to be alone? You think, I will not dispose of you? So You dare to ignore and violate my orders!"

"In the final analysis, but because you are my son? Or, you used to be my son?" The words of the demon statue, like a sharp steel knife, deeply penetrated into Zong Xingyu Heart.

To his heart, the blood is so riddled with blood.

"What is it called? What is it?" Zong Xingyu was almost insanely called: "Don't you have a family in the past, have you forgotten? You really forgot?"

"The reason for the family is not false, but when you accept the baptism of the demon, this karma ceases to exist!"

The devil snorted coldly: "What is it to be a demon, but what do these human ridiculous emotions do?"

"I finally warned you once, it is also to remember the last point, you definitely think that ... that ridiculous father and son love." Devil statue of black robe fluttering: "Remove your people immediately!"

"If it really delays my plan, even if you are, you will only enter the altar one day and become..."

"...that should have been paid for a long time, a demon!"

The voice has not fallen, and the figure of the demon statue has disappeared.

Zong Xingyu is standing in the same place as the mud-carved wood-plastic, and has remained motionless for a long time.

His lips groaned unconsciously, and his lips continued to flow out of his blood. His eyes were full of ash.

He stood in the top of the zenith, stood for a day and night, morning rain, whitened his head. The long black hair was completely gray when he reactivated.

Zong Xingyu, who has resumed his active state, looks as if he is still tall and straight, but gives a feeling of being awkward.

Something in my heart has collapsed.

Zong Xingyu stepped back to the main hall of the West Hall, and immediately, with the strongest attitude, made an order -

"All the members of the West Hall are all present, and all of them are dispatched! Everyone waits for the first time after the order is communicated to the battlefield! The enemy is in the West Hall and is three hundred miles away. If you win, you will die!"

"If it is impossible to stop laughing at the army of the monarch, then the West Hall will be collectively annihilated three hundred miles away!"

"This command is executed immediately!"

"In the middle of a quarter of an hour, there is no set of people in the West Hall, and there is no such thing!"

This order is immediately transmitted and transmitted to the hands of the repairers of each of the West Halls.

Outside, the sound of the sound of the sky is ringing.

Numerous figures have come from all directions in a nearly fatal manner.

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