"Damn, Lao Tzu told you to kill him a long time ago! Look at it, if you don't do it, someone will do it for you, right?

Qingfeng was silent, and Tianzun kept scolding, "I'm surprised, you are a young man who is in full swing, where do you have so many honest and squeamish people who follow the rules? Like the little disciples in that sect, you do things in a cringe! Hey? I said that you are also a soul possessed like me, and you will not be an honest sect disciple in your last life, right?

"Cultivate, cultivate. You fucking know about cultivation, and tell you 1,800 times, cultivation has a fart! You're only fucking a nine-grade qualification, and you're really a ninth-grade tattoo yourself! You're a waste of youth, don't calculate, don't rob, don't kill, don't fight, cultivate a fart!"

"Damn, it's okay if you don't have the capital to cultivate, you don't have a brain, you don't even have the capital to live......

"You're fucking talking! Dumb, now you know that you're wilting? When you fucking practice like chicken blood, why don't you wilt? Really fucking let Lao Tzu get angry, don't wilt when you should wilt, and lie on your stomach like shit when you shouldn't!"

Aomine was still silent. In the past nine years, even though he has experienced life and death countless times, he has already exercised a strong heart. However, this calculation and slander still made him feel aggrieved.

"Where do you think this is? Your house? Your mom and dad are everywhere? I'm such a fucking dog, can you be a teenager with some IQ for your age? Now isn't the time for the fuck you to lick your wounds, you're fucking dying!"

Tianzun is about to go crazy! This stupid boy dares to propose a headhunting trial, doesn't he know what a headhunting trial means? Seeing that half of his head has been put under the butcher's knife, how can he still think wildly?

"It's been ten years, and I may have long forgotten the existential crisis, the kind of oppression that could be torn apart by the demon spirit at any time!" At this moment, Usu's proud posture and contemptuous eyes flashed in Aomine's mind again, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes when he remembered the trial that was dominated by others like a comedy. "Sooner or later, I'll be back here!"

"You're really a nerd, you're so nerdy! Hurry up and figure out how to do it, right?" Tianzun's mocking voice sounded out at an inopportune time, as if he was already very helpless with Qingfeng.

Qingfeng has long been accustomed to Tianzun's style, obedience is always selective, and those who shouldn't listen are absolutely deaf, and he is no longer hypocritical at this moment, and said: "I only know that the tribe has rules for headhunting trials, and I have heard that headhunting trials are extremely dangerous, but I have never participated in headhunting......"

"You don't dare to do this if you haven't participated in it!" Tianzun suddenly exploded, "You bastard yellow crane, why are you looking for this unreliable guy like you! Don't think that Lao Tzu has a way, Lao Tzu is a remnant thought, if you want to die, I have no way at all! You better tell Lao Tzu that you have a way!"

Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, "I can't help it." It's just that if I hadn't asked for a headhunter trial at that time, I'd be dead now!"

Tianzun was silent for a moment, speechless.

After half a sound, as if thinking a lot, Tianzun spoke: "Run!"

Aomine shook his head.

"Oh, you're really my little ancestor! Don't be stubborn at this time. Don't you run? You wait for death! Do you know what a headhunter is? It's a flesh-and-blood battle between two tribes! With the strength of the crow tribe, the tribal headhunter is a headhunter who is involved in the forging period, and there is no life in it, and the strong in the soul refining period can barely stand on their feet, and the strong in the eye-catching period are also running everywhere! Are you a rookie who has entered the ink and six grades, and you are making hair?"

Qingfeng rolled his eyes, "I know what you said, but how can you run? Of course you are easy to talk to, two words, run! But my strength in the six grades of ink, I'm afraid I have already been killed before I ran out of the tribe!"

After a pause, "If you want to run, it's also the time to run when you're headhunting! The situation is chaotic, and few people care about me!" His eyes flashed, and he had already made up his mind to run.

Tianzun was stunned for a moment, and praised: "Well, the kid Yumu has an open head? There is a lot of life! I told you earlier, leaving here, the world is big outside, you are not biased, you are forced to leave today, you are happy? But don't worry, as long as you are obedient and obedient in the future, Lao Tzu's strength will skyrocket!"

......

In the blink of an eye, it was another three months, and Aomine honestly stayed in the quasi-guard camp, as if he was waiting for the final headhunting trial.

Finally, one day, with a huge war sacrifice and majestic snare drums, the crow tribe and the goshawk tribe launched a huge headhunt, and the reason was a tomb of the apocalypse.