Steve has been defeated, what do you say?

Steve lost a hand, what do you say?

Krufa looked at Kante and rubbed his nose helplessly.

"I can't say anything, I can't beat you anyway. ”

For the Divine Society, this sentence is undoubtedly a sign of its own failure.

But Krufa's expression was like just saying something like 'hello' or 'good night', not an admission of defeat or a confession of intimidation.

Kante frowned, ignoring Krufa's disrespect.

Although Crufa's expression is indeed quite disrespectful.

He looked at Sharma again, and his brow sparked.

Among the four holy envoys of this session, George is arrogant, Han Qian is cold, Chet is yin, and Sharma is indomitable.

Ask Krufa first, because he is known as a victorious general, and countless people have died under his strategy over the years, whether it is business or actual combat.

After Krufa admits defeat, the next thing that needs to be done is of course the powerful and domineering White Tiger Holy Envoy.

As the head of the Sharma family, Sharma He had suffered this kind of grievance, his face turned blue and white for a while, and he said in a deep voice: "This is not my idea!"

Canter nodded, then looked at Chet.

Chet shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's none of mine. ”

Kanter was amused by their reaction and said, "You two said that it had nothing to do with you, could it be that Han Qian planned this targeting before he died?"

Chet's eyes widened, and he said innocently, "Otherwise, why do you think I would be the first to agree." ”

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There was something interesting about it, so Kante decided to talk to him more.

Before that, he had to send Steve to the medical department.

If handled properly, maybe this guy can save his right hand. After all, the Stygian Flame Knife was not engraved with the Law of Serious Injury.

He walked up to Steve and held him up with one hand.

Steve's face became even more ugly.

Kanter also felt that this position was a little inappropriate, and after thinking about it, he casually applied a levitation magic law and carried Steve towards the medical department.

Steve's face became even more ugly. I feel so embarrassed.

I didn't take two steps but saw a large number of people rushing towards the gladiatorial arena, the sound of dense footsteps was like a torrential rain, and the dust raised by the step was very high, and it could be seen from a long distance.

Kanter looked at the breathless elders and asked with some confusion, "What are you doing here?"

Looking at the calm Kanter and Steve floating in the air, the crowd became agitated, mixed with angry scolding and cursing.

Kante had some headaches.

Someone in the crowd jumped out with their hands raised.

"I took him to another gladiatorial arena. ”

Kante looked at the man and asked uncertainly, "Little Tiger?"

The people of the Sharma family have no names.

No, it should be said that the heirs of Sharma did not have names until they inherited the family, and they were uniformly replaced by Arabic numerals, one was the eldest son, and so on.

Only after he has succeeded in becoming the head of the family will the Arabic numerals be replaced by Sharma's name, and he will also have the right to choose names for the rest of his siblings.

Sharma's eldest son is extremely talented, although sometimes his style of acting is a little off, but everyone in the Divine Council does not deny that the next head of the White Tiger family is him, and in order to show respect, he is called the little white tiger.

Kante's status is not ordinary, so he can be called a little tiger.

At this moment, this young man, who had high hopes from the Divine Society, stood in front of everyone with his hands folded, and his face was radiant.

Seeing his condescending appearance, the elders in the rear became even more angry, and filthy words kept spurting out of their mouths.

Kanter coughed and let half of his body out.

Behind him, standing was the White Tiger Saint.

Under normal circumstances, the White Tiger Saint is the most feared in the Divine Society.

Sharma looked at her most proud son, and was speechless with a calm face.

The little white tiger shrank his head, forced a smile and wanted to hide into the crowd, but just now he caused the elders to fail to witness the duel between Kanter and Steve, those elders wished they could teach him a lesson, where could they retreat into the crowd?

"Still not standing still?"

The little white tiger smiled bitterly and stopped, looking up at Sharma.

"Father...... Father. ”

Sharma looked at him with a gloomy face.

"What are you doing here?"

Seeing that Sharma didn't make a move at the first time, the little white tiger relaxed slightly.

"Principal Kante is not a bullfight in the gladiatorial arena, how can he be watched by these well-dressed beasts?"

Dressed as a beast?

When the elders keep their faces calm, they will be angry.

Sharma smashed his fist on the top of the little white tiger's head, preempting them and shouting, "Brute, what nonsense?"

The little white tiger covered his head and looked at Sharma with a look of grievance.

Sharma stole a glance at the elders who were still gloomy, "Little brute, I don't have any eyesight, why don't you send Senior Steve to the medical department? What is the pestle doing here?"

The little white tiger squirmed his lips as if he was scolding something, and finally held back again.

Sharma saw his displeasure and waved her hand for the troublesome son to get out of here.

Little White Tiger took Steve from Kanter and left with his head held high in the face of the murderous gaze of the elders.

After walking some distance, he jerked back as if he remembered something, and shouted at Sharma, "Daddy, if I were a little brute, wouldn't you be an old brute?"

When Sharma heard this, she was furious and wanted to teach this rebel a lesson.

But the little white tiger disappeared without giving him a chance at all, and the speed was so fast that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

......

After dealing with Steve's business, Kanter took Chet back to the office, and in a short time the tea was overflowing.

Han Qian's plan was indeed wonderful, but he miscalculated.

Kanter wasn't really a fleshless beast, and whether it was out of his status as a friend or as a president, he had enough reasons to forcibly terminate Han Qian's plan.

So Chet could only send the contents of the email to Kanter at high speed.

Kante frowned and said nothing.

Chet asked, "Does the headmaster have any doubts?"

Kante played with his teacup and said, "There are a few guesses. ”

Chet became interested, "Let's hear it." ”

Canter sorted out his thoughts and said tentatively, "Han Qian knows that he will die?"

If he hadn't seen Han Qian's corpse and killed him, he wouldn't have believed that such a man who was so popular would die!

Chet nodded.

"Since the Chaos Demon Lord is not in the Forest of Steel, could it be that he is in the Tomb of Ten Thousand Clouds?"

Chet raised an eyebrow, a little surprised, but nodded anyway.

"In this way, Han Qian asked you to participate in this operation against the Han family before he died...... Do you still mean that you will be asked to take over the tomb of Wanyun?"

Chet shook his head with a smile and replied, "I can't take over Wanyun's grave." ”

Kanter watched him quietly, waiting for his explanation.

"The tomb of Wanyun is reserved for the red pupil. ”

Kante was stunned.

Aside from Han Qian, only Chi Tong possessed such terrifying computing power...... No, maybe the red pupil isn't enough...... Han Qian's purpose is to...... Black Hitomi!

Only the black pupil can completely analyze the tomb of Wanyun!

The cloud tomb is just a conjecture that exists in the mouths of some professors in the Ministry of Machinery, and it is estimated that it may take tens or hundreds of years to make a prototype.

But Han Qian had already made a finished product even twenty years ago!

Thinking of this, Kante shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity. ”

It is a pity to die young.

Chet leaned back on the couch, smiled and didn't speak.

Kante stood up and straightened his suit.

I haven't had time to pack my clothes after the battle, so it's not too late to think about it.

Chet's face changed when he saw his movements.

"Headmaster?"

Kanter smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, since the three of you have agreed to Han Qian's plan, there is no need for me to forcibly stop it." ”

Chet breathed a sigh of relief.

If Kante lives or dies, it's going to be a problem.

Kanter pondered for a moment and said, "With a slight change, you won't need to sing with a red face." ”

Chet was stunned.

Kante grinned, "You, Sharma, and Crufa all sing white-faced, red-faced, and I'll sing it alone!"

Seemingly a little happy, he pushed away his chair and walked towards the door.

Chet wondered, "Where are you going?"

Kante glanced back at him, "It's almost time to start singing, shouldn't I, as a red-faced person, go and see our protagonist?"

......

......

A thick layer of clouds, all the clouds in the world seemed to gather in this place, and the glow of Wen Xu in the distance stained half of the clouds red, I don't know if it was the morning sun or the setting sun.

A man and a woman have a pleasant conversation on the clouds.

"Isn't Chet the opposite of you, is it really good to let him know so much?"

"Out of the way. ”

"You're not afraid that he will sell you after he changes hands?"

"No, he knows what to say and what not to say. ”

"So confident?"

"Of course, no one knows that Turkish man better than me, and they all say that he is yin, and few people know that his brain is actually very dead!"

The woman chuckled and got up from Han Qian's body, but the quilt made of clouds and mist was pulled off by Han Qian casually.

"Ah!" the woman cried softly, and shrank back into the mist, "People in their forties are still so!"

Han Qian blinked, his two arms silently wrapped around the woman's waist, and said innocently, "Who made you so tempting." ”

The woman hammered him and struggled, "I only got it that long last night, don't do it." ”

"Don't want it?" Han Qian's hand gradually descended along his waistline until he reached a wet place.

He teased, "How do I feel like you want it?"

The woman buried her head in the socket of his shoulder, and when she heard the words, she smashed him, and refused to speak.

The sun in the distance became brighter and brighter, illuminating the first glow of the world and the first glow on the woman's face.

It turned out to be the rising sun.

Infinitely beautiful morning sun.

After a long time, Han Qian finally withdrew from her, and his arms still held her tightly.

It's like I'm afraid she'll run away.

She gasped and leaned against Han Qian's ear, "I never dreamed of my current life. ”

Han Qian said: "In the world, it is a big dream. ”

The woman closed her eyes and let the morning sun in the distance illuminate her eyeliner, "This kind of life is too comfortable, and I won't change it for a demon master." ”

Han Qian smiled: "That is, it is much better to be by my side than to be around those ugly and stupid ghosts. ”

The woman suddenly grimaced and said, "It's not good at all." ”

Han Qian asked, "What's wrong?"

The woman frowned, wrenched her fingers and said, "Look, I am their queen, but in your eyes I have always been the little woman who needs to take care of her when she eats and bathes...... I'm the Demon Lord of Chaos, where is this?"

Han Qian smiled: "Isn't this good?"

The woman hesitated: "It's not bad, it's just a little weird." ”

Han Qian laughed, and the arm holding her tightened even tighter.

After a long time, he said: "Forget about the previous life, but in the future, I want to help you block your wind and rain." ”

The woman laughed and arched into Han Qian's arms like a cat.

If the world is really like a big dream, even if she is drunk to death, it seems to be good.

......

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