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Grea thinks that the glass of wine he has gotten is worse than his home-brewed wine in terms of "color", "aroma" and "taste", but there is one thing he has to admit that he can't compare.

That is, this wine is diluted with the Returning Qi Pill.

Let's ask, in the entire Eastern Regions, large and small races, who is willing to dilute the Hui Qi Pill in their home-brewed wine?

Why, this kind of rare strategic munitions, you fucking use it to make wine? Are you really not afraid that other races will know about it and then raid your house?

I'll go! You've all taken back the Qi Pill to make wine, which must mean that you have a lot of these things in your house!

Even if someone really took back the Qi Pill to make wine, it would be a private mess up by themselves, and they would never dare to leak it out. As far as we know, the Ghost Halberd Clan, do you say that they secretly use the Huiqi Pill to make wine? They will definitely use it! But they will not publicize it everywhere, so that the entire Eastern Regions will know about it! Isn't this a death of hatred?

But now, Lu Yiming actually chose to use the Huiqi Pill to make wine, and he put it out in such a grand manner! What does this mean? It is clear that it is deliberately shown to the people who came to participate in this event from the entire Eastern Regions!

"Now it seems that the Yaksha clan has definitely made a windfall!" Grea shook the wine glass in her hand, and kept glancing to the side.

As he thought, the expressions of the representatives of the other races around him were basically the same, and they all had an incomprehensible taste.

"Hey, I don't care if the Yaksha clan has made a windfall!" Grea laughed to herself, "Anyway, as long as this Yaksha clan can protect my unicorn clan and stand on their side, what's the matter?"

As far as what Grega has seen and heard when he has stepped into the Yaksha tribe, he has been alluded to a piece of news: My Yaksha clan is very strong!

In fact, these people are here today, and it really means that "wolves into the tiger's den", or in other words, the people who come today are more or less inclined to stand on the side of the Yakshas, and they come to determine one thing.

That is: Is the current strength of your Yaksha clan worth it for me to stand on your side? Is it worth it for me to be a "gambler"! Take the lives of the whole clan as "gambling money"! If the bet is right, everyone will be happy, if the bet is wrong, and if they lose everything, they will be ruthlessly wiped out!

To bet or not to bet?

I believe they already have some answers in their hearts.

"One step to heaven, one step to hell!" said Grea, gulping down the wine in her glass and taking a stride in a certain direction.

.........

"Patriarch of the Unicorn Clan: Grea!

"Patriarch of the Bee Stinger Demon Clan: Sartre!

"Patriarch of the Tyrannical Demon Clan: Fimoros!

“...........”

"Patriarch of the Winged Demon Clan: Kayster!

Crien, who was standing next to Lu Yiming, was holding a roster and said slowly in a loud voice.

Offstage, there are large and small circles, some weak races naturally form a relatively small circle, and some relatively powerful races naturally form a relatively large circle.

"Eh, you say, let's stand on the side of the Yaksha, are you reliable!" The patriarch of the bee stinging demon clan: Sartre bit hard, bit off a large piece of jerky, and chewed loudly.

"Hey, I've heard that the contemporary patriarch of the Yaksha clan is a ruthless man who says that the clan will be wiped out!" said the patriarch of the four-clawed demon clan, looking at Lu Yiming with a faint smile on his face.

"What's this? they're all thousand-year-old vixens, what are you talking about?" Sartre glanced at him: "Think about it, aren't the previous burning, demon claws, all a virtue!"

"We're not as strong as those races! I'm just afraid that when the time comes, we'll be sacrificed as cannon fodder!" said Mo Er worriedly.

Mo'er's worries are not unreasonable. Since ancient times, in all kinds of wars, someone has always had to stand up and be this cannon fodder! However, who is really willing to be this cannon fodder? Naturally the slightly stronger races do not have to worry about becoming cannon fodder, but these weak races are different! Once a war starts, who cares whether you live or die?

Cannon fodder? Maybe that's their fate!

"Alas......" Grea, who had not spoken, sighed: "Do we have any other better choice? If you want me to say, this is the matter between other people's Yaksha and the Ghost Halberd! The grievances between the two of them are known to the entire Eastern Regions! You and I both understand, sooner or later there will be a big war between these two families! And this big war will determine who will become the principal of the Eastern Regions! Now the Yaksha gang has formed a faction, although they have not yet torn their faces with us, but everyone knows that once they reject this master, the consequences will be annihilation!"

"Are we really bound to them?" said Mo'er.

"Judging from the current situation, it seems that there is no higher choice!" Sartre shrugged his shoulders: "A weak race like us doesn't have much choice, now, it's a headache, but they're ......"

After he finished speaking, he looked at the large circle pointedly........

"Hey, this yaksha is such a big show!" Fimoros has a big voice, or maybe a tendon in his brain, he can't speak with his brain, and he doesn't know that in this situation, he needs to keep his voice down and not get into trouble because of certain remarks.

"Isn't it!" Kaiist whispered, "Not only is the wine diluted with the Rejuvenation Qi Pill, but those barbecues are all made of second-order and above demonic beasts! Even the attendants are all masters of the Transformation Yuan Realm, not to mention the existence of those Sky Realms hidden around!"

"How's it going? This yaksha is clearly trying to bind us all together and advance and retreat together, this alliance, is it knot or not?" said Fimoros.

"Knot! Why don't you tie it!" Cayster said: "Lao Tzu has long been unhappy with the ghost halberd!What is it? Do you really think that you are the strongest in the Eastern Regions? Now that their two elders have fallen, and their overall strength has declined so much, let's join forces with Yaksha and beat the water dogs!"

.........

"Patriarch, everyone is almost there, you see......." Cryan said to Lu Yiming.

"Well, let me do it. Lu Yiming nodded, and after a little muttering, he spoke.

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, there was an explosion below.

Because the first sentence at the beginning is:

"The garbage sitting there ......."