Chapter 40: Qu Zuoshi, who is angry everywhere

In the cross building of the ancient city of Tianque, nine old men sat on their seats, and Qu Zuoshi was among them, because he was also a god.

The old man sitting above looked left and right at the eight people on both sides and cleared his throat: "Everyone knows the current situation, let's talk about it, what should I do?"

Mei Yongde, who was sitting on the left, took a sip of the teacup in front of him and put it down, thought for a while and raised his head to look at the great god above: "What can I do? ”

Wu Long, who was sitting on the right, shook his head: "I think the old method won't work this time, this glass rabbit is the main kill, not the previous defense." ”

Qu Zuoshi, who was sitting under Mei Yongde, had a fierce light in his eyes, and raised his head to look at the Great Divine Lord: "Since you can't hide it, then find a way to kill it to prevent future troubles, even if it appears again in the future, then you can live a stable life." ”

The purple-robed old man sitting above glared at Qu Zuoshi and scolded sharply: "Qu Zuoshi, everyone knows about you, don't bring your personal emotions here." 'Kill', who will kill it? Will you go? At the beginning, the ten god masters couldn't kill it, and they were killed by nine people, who do you expect to kill?"

Qu Zuoshi was sitting and suddenly stood up, and said angrily: "I will kill the main one, the first time I failed, although the ending is miserable, but I don't believe that it is invincible, all things are born and overcome each other, there is always a way to subdue it, I just don't believe that it is invincible." ”

A fat old man sitting in the bottom corner of the left looks out of place among the eight people, first, he is the only one of the eight who is fat, second, wearing snow-white animal skin clothes, and third, the table in front of the others is just a set of tea sets, including the great god who sits on the top, and there is actually a pot of wine on his table, which is contained in a white porcelain pot, although there is no pattern on the white porcelain pot, it is still seen to be a fine product of the best.

The fat old man took a sip of wine, tasted it carefully, lowered his lips and lowered his head and said: Calm down, calm down, this is a discussion, don't be angry. Qu Zuoshi, I support you in my heart. After saying that, he picked up the flask on the table and shook it, just to see how many were left.

Qu Zuoshi picked up the teacup and was about to take a sip, when she suddenly heard this, put down the teacup in her hand and pointed the finger at the fat old man.

"Lai Pixiong, who wants your heart's support, if you really support me, support me with actions, don't say it's useless, hum. ”

Lai Pixiong glanced at Qu Zuoshi: "What's the matter, I still dislike Lai Lai who supports you in my heart?

"It's not good to fight and kill, how good it is to be like me, drinking wine, humming a little song, standing in a small building, looking at the chick, how comfortable and comfortable. ”

After finishing speaking, Lai Pixiong stared at Qu Zuoshi and looked at it, Qu Zuoshi was uncomfortable, and was about to ask a reason, but heard Lai Pixiong say again.

"I said Lao Qu! I just took a closer look, you are now old and strong, your blood is very strong, go, tomorrow I will accompany you to find a few chicks, give birth to him seven or eight, how can a grandson have a son, if the birth is a waste material, then continue, there will always be one that you look at pleasing to the eye. ”

Qu Zuoshi's angry fingers pointed at Lai Pixiong when she heard this, her hands trembled, and she couldn't say a word.

Qu Zuoshi knew that Lai Pixiong was a person, just like his surname, a scoundrel, and secretly scolded in his heart: "Give birth to seven or eight, you go and give birth! The stronger you are, the more difficult it is to continue the offspring, do you forget it or do I forget? Lao Tzu worked hard for so many years to give birth to such a waste, and finally had a grandson, and it was gone...... You leper dog doesn't have a backache when you sit and talk, you go and give birth to seven or eight for me. ”

Qu Zuoshi knew that he couldn't take Lai Pixiong and sat down with a cold snort, glared at Lai Pixiong, picked up the teacup and drank it all.

The purple-robed old man sitting on it saw that the scene was cold, and he made a round.

"Okay, okay, I'm here to talk about business today, don't talk about those messy things. ”

"The two words that asked you to go back and speculate last time, if you have any thoughts, please say them. ”

Lai Pixiong was the first to speak: "I think it should be blood glass." ”

Wu Long: "I think so, the blood glaze came to the world not only for revenge, but also for our great enemy, which is a major event for the entire Tianyu Star." ”

Others nodded in agreement.

The purple-robed old man sitting above thought for a moment: "Okay, this speculation will be decided first. ”

Qu Zuoshi,...... You also know the legend of the blood glass, its appearance will be a catastrophe, you are in charge of the Shura Colosseum, let's talk about the situation, Shura should be born, right?"

Qu Zuoshi: "The plan is going well, but we must speed up, this time there are a lot of people in the eight Shura, full of seventy-two, it was originally started in three years, and now I propose to start the Shura war two years in advance and one year later." ”

The purple-robed old man nodded: "Your proposal is passed." Resources, dense land, exercises, open up to the greatest extent...... We want Shura, not Shura with the title of Shura. ”

"Alright, that's all for today, adjournment...... Remember, whoever dares to be lazy in this aspect of Shura, cut corners, fill their own pockets, and once they are discovered, they will be severely punished and disbanded. ”

Everyone left the conference hall alone, leaving the purple-robed old man, looking up blankly at the door and muttering to himself: "Blood Liuli, if you want to make trouble, you can make trouble, if you want to kill, kill them, they all deserve to die, and they deserve this fate if they are ungrateful." ”

"I don't think I've been to Linglong recently, so I'm thinking about it!" The expressionless face became kind and amiable, and there was a laugh.

The purple-robed old man, who got up and was about to leave, suddenly stopped his movements and looked at the black-robed man who came in a hurry: "Zilan, you came in such a hurry, is there something urgent?"

"Divine ......"

Although the black-robed man was covered all over, he knew that it was a woman when he heard the voice, and judging from her body shape and voice, she should be between twenty and thirty years old.

"Say, why be so restrained in front of me. ”

Zilan: "Divine Master, I have found the old Divine Master, but ......"

"Let's say, after so many years, even if he dies, I, Yue Tianming, can accept it. Although he said it very decisively, the longing and grief in his eyes were difficult to hide.

Zilan thought about it in her heart: "Old God Lord...... He committed suicide not long ago, and Blood Liuli was also present at the time. ”

"Suicide?" Yue Tianming's face was dazed, as if he was muttering to himself.

"Divine Venerable Realm, 500,000 years of life, it's normal to be alive, if you don't come back, I can understand a little bit, but why do you want to commit suicide?

Zilan: "Divine Lord, according to my many interrogations, the old Divine Lord left a message for Blood Liuli before he died, and he also sacrificed his soul to his own soul. ”

The old man was frightened and retreated, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and pointed at Zilan and asked urgently, "What did you say?...... He used a soul sacrifice?"

Zilan: "Yes!"

Yue Tianming was stunned for a while, and kept asking himself why and why.

Yue Tianming raised his head and looked at Zilan and asked, "What did he let Blood Liuli say?"

Zilan: "At that time, the old god lord said to Blood Liuli, 'I was wrong, but my heart is still the same, even if my soul is scattered, I will not change'. ”

After hearing this, Yue Tianming waved his hand to signal Zilan to go down, and Zilan bowed and withdrew.

Yue Tianming held his head in his hands, and sat on the ground with tears in his eyes.

"Brother, why are you doing this?! She has been dead for more than 100,000 years, you are too stubborn!"

"Every time I send someone to look for you, I can't find it, why do you deliberately avoid me? You have waited for her for hundreds of thousands of years, and I have waited for you for hundreds of thousands of years, you have not waited for her, I have not seen you...... Brother, do you really not want Xiao Ming at all? The brother who was like a father and a brother back then, why were you so ruthless, and you didn't want to come back until you died, and Xiao Ming didn't do anything wrong...... I often tell Linglong that one day, there will be a relative who dominates the Celestial God Continent, stepping on the Flying Heavenly Dragon, surrounded by all spirits, and greeted by thousands of people. ...... I became a liar, and you are also a liar, and when I left, you said that you would come back to see me, but what happened?!"

"Alas!"

Asura Colosseum

Eight old men stood in front, and seventy-two young people stood quietly in a line.

Among the eight old men, Qu Zuoshi walked out and looked up and swept the crowd.

"I am Qu Zuoshi, the Shura Colosseum is under my control, you can call me the god master, you can also call me the god master, the seven people behind me are the same level as me, and they are also the god masters, you will slowly get to know each other in the future, I won't introduce it first. ”

"There is something important to say about bringing everyone together this time, after discussion, it was decided that the Shura War will start today next year, time is not waiting, those who have just entered the realm of kings will only give you the last month to adapt, and you will enter special training in the later time, and after half a year, you seventy-two will be divided into eight teams, and follow the eight of us into the secret land for field training, and after a year of the Shura War, only nine of you can advance, eight Shura and Shura gods, and the rest of you, whether to stay or go, at will. ”

"There will be death in the Shura War, after entering the Shura battlefield, you will have a distance of test road, the test road is not artificially set, only those who break through can it, and they are qualified to participate in the Shura War, if any of you die in it, you can only blame your skills for not being as good as others and bad luck. ”

"During this year, you can watch all kinds of spiritual techniques in the Shura Pavilion without restrictions, and other cultivation resources are also at will, things can only be in the Shura Colosseum, if anyone dares to take them out, kill. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, come on!" Lai Pixiong, who was standing behind, suddenly said.

Qu Zuoshi opened his mouth and just wanted to say something, but when he heard Lai Pixiong's words, he glared back a little angrily and scolded: "What are you talking about when I speak?"

Looking back, everyone was in no mood to continue, and shouted with a hint of resentment: "Disband." ”

Lai Pixiong also glared at Qu Zuoshi in the back and muttered in a low voice: "What are you staring at?