"You're welcome to join us."

Echoing each other from afar, the godfather stretched out his hand and brushed the messy light curtain in front of him.

The priest is the strongest, and he entered the realm of the chief envoy step by step, obviously saving for a long time.

He felt the breath of the birth of the strong man of the shrimp clan.

As the father of the Clan, the Godfather went one step further and gave birth to the source of the Shrimp Clan's luck, as long as the overall strength of the Shrimp Clan increases, he can receive feedback.

The Godfather originally wanted to preside over the Great Fusion of Races on the World Island and blend with the NPCs, but now it seems that this kind of thing can only be delayed, but after coming to this strange world, he was shocked by the contract between the two races of dragons and beasts, and he was greatly inspired by the combination of combat power comparable to the mighty.

As for the world in the mirror......

It can only be said that it is a miracle from heaven!

Feeling the improvement of the realm, the godfather's mood was slightly high:

The history of the shrimp tribe that he knows is the most complete and the longest chain, if it weren't for his mind in this area, how could the black and white evil fall on that strange battlefield......

"As long as you think you're a shrimp guy, I'll admit it."

The desolate prisoner, the deer-antled boy killed the box soldier star with a big knife, that is the main galaxy of the shrimp civilization, and the white steam fought with it in the barrier area where the bodies of millions of dragons danced like streamers, they dodged the collision of the dragon's remains, fought each other hard, and finally the desolate prisoner was invincible, and was captured by the black demon when he wanted to escape.

"Why, what you did you didn't want to admit it? At your age, I was already daring. The black shady tone was frivolous, and the white shady silently bandaged the wound, and handed the antlered boy a scroll as well:

"This time I won't win, next time, there will be a chance to continue."

"Good!" The prisoner's originally swollen face was no longer angry, and he replied solemnly.

After half a month in captivity, the godfather met with him.

The antlers were in the shadows, holding a short knife and a sharp gaze.

"The shrimp don't have a sense of collective identity. I look forward to having you on board. ”

The sun was slanting in the window, and the priest stretched out his hand in front of him, so calmly.

"You don't have a walker by your side?"

"You didn't escape from prison, so how can I treat you like a prisoner?"

"Then ......, give me some time."

"Please come to the hotel and find out what we do."

The godfather was still so warm that he didn't linger anymore.

As the saying goes, sometimes a dozen seconds are enough to know a person.

This is how the godfather and the prisoner were married, but they never saw each other again.

At this moment, feeling the distant echo between the other party and himself, the priest was very melancholy, and began to miss the black and white again.

If you are still here, this is not a prosperous time.

There is nothing to say about the shrimp and crab dispute, there is no blood, different civilizations, races are different, and after 70 years of the dispute, there is no buffer zone between the two sides.

It's not tolerance, it's not vexatious, it's not the differentiation of ideas and paths, it's not the cutting of the context, it's the life and death of you and me.

As a result, 500 million years later, the current shrimp people actually feel that they are playing sex games with the crab people......

Chilling, sometimes not yelling.

The shrimp tribe, a dirty, backward and ignorant race, is not convinced by anyone, but as long as the crab clan whips it, they will kneel and lick it, shouting "master", feeling that they must have done something wrong.

As the father of the shrimp clan, in the face of such a race with questionable underlying logic, what change will he make?

There is really an uprising of the shrimp tribe, and their opponent is not the crab tribe, but their own compatriots, the bottom shrimp tribe.

Right and wrong, the ghosts on the dust say that the years are embodied, and at what age they will do something.

Three thousand eons of the Red Dust Dream, the barricades before death urged the priest to hurry up, and he just recited the name of the god, repenting before the twilight came:

The hardest part of this life is to count the scattered sixpence in the moonlight, and to be young and frivolous.

He was so high-spirited that he took over this position from Ah Fu, but did he ever think that he would be so vicissitudes ten years later?

The crab clan has controlled the heel of the shrimp clan in all aspects, and these cheap life materials have been brainwashed into the puppets of the most loyal ministers, and their own media war has been defeated before it has even begun.

What is the purpose of this grand unification game?

Speaking of this, the godfather was the one who was most puzzled, but now he understood that even if the planner was opposed to the crab, he was by no means the support of the shrimp clan.

The other party does not care about their own crippled race, and their proud history is worthless in the eyes of the other party.

When did you start giving up?

From the time when the apprentice had been hanging in suspense, it was obvious that the shrimp clan did not even have the ability to be a puppet.

There is no use value, and the gold and jade are lost in it, and he should have expected this.

As for why the shrimp family has always existed, perhaps we can start from those test subjects.

See blood seal your throat!

The fusion of still lifes is becoming more and more orderly, and the stone lions and sculpture giant rhinos present a terrifying accommodating power.

Yes, compression!

Through these animal templates, the alien energy that enters them is strangely compressed and distributed, showing a terrifying combat power!

However, even if it is the peak combat power of the capable, it is just a matter of a knife in front of the priest!

Blood was gurgling, and the galaxy was dyed a strange red!

Sensing the blood, he opened a pair of eyes in the distance in the Great Wall of Galaxies:

"Discover extraterrestrial civilizations!

"Evidence: Blood."

"It has been reported, please follow up in time!"

That streak of blood wandered through the galaxy, attracting the attention of more and more hunters.

The pond with an undercurrent surging ripples from a small pebble.

After the light element observed this glass universe, there was no clear next step, but Gu Huai, who seemed to sense that these balloon monsters could bring benefits to himself, rubbed his paws back and forth, a little embarrassed.

"Well, do you want me to send you to reincarnation?"

Still Life: What did you say?

In the eyes of the slime dragon, these still lifes are more akin to lonely ghosts, so he has no burden in his heart.

After all, this is a test task given by the head of the regiment, and an organization like the temple shouldn't let itself kill innocents indiscriminately, right?

So, surpass them and get the benefits!

The temple is really a great drop of good people!

Still Life: No, what did you misunderstand?

As for treating us cuties like that?

We're on a mission, too!

But who makes Guhuai stronger?

The advanced experience that he had just learned, and the majestic stone lion was smashed by a slap before he could be slapped.

"Demons and monsters dare to make axes in front of me? Hum! ”

Gu Huai was happy, and then galloped again!

Since the light elemental himself didn't know the spirit skills, and he was not familiar with the dragons' fighting rules, not to mention that they didn't have a contract with each other, he didn't interfere too much with each other's behavior.

As the battle heats up, the hill lord intentionally or unintentionally guides the ancient acacia to the more core area to prevent the still life from gathering more terrifying creatures.

Koyama-kun hits a lantern.

He likes to be idle, this state of getting by, and I don't know how to become the main perspective, and there is no place to write about it in Him.

The black sheep approached the little mushroom that smiled from time to time at the corner of his mouth.

？？？

Why haven't you seen you for a while, and you've become a fun person, so funny?

Light Elemental: Not a brother, you don't have anything to do to read my label! Refuse to look at people with colored glasses!

What's more, how can the trait of comic be seen with the naked eye?

"The world is very interesting, and when I came in, I got your light."

"Oh?" Xiao Shanjun thought for a moment, slightly embarrassed, after all, he seemed to have pulled another seven or eight hundred people......

It doesn't matter, I don't know where these people came from.

"Captain! Ah, this is—"

"This is the Black Sheep Teacher, my friend."

Xiaoshan-kun is full of nonsense.

"Good teaching!"

"Hello my friend." After the black sheep's opening remarks, his face showed surprise, put down his arrogant posture, and bowed respectfully, "I have seen in you a very high moral standard that I have not seen for a long time, and the glorious quality of life is engraved on your past years, and I will see you in the next life." ”

"Huh? You, do you know me? Gu Huai blinked.

"I can see your past. This reminds me of a long-lost word: gentleman. I've never been near this kind of life, but in you, I feel the weight of those two words. ”

The black sheep showed gentleness and humility: "My predecessors said that life has weight, and the gentleman is the weight of the scale, the more noble the life, the greater the density, through your mirror, I see many of my shortcomings." ”

"Eh......, thank you for the compliment, hehehe." Gu Huai smirked, the dragon was overwhelmed by the barrage of praises.

The crow priest spoke out: "Don't put too much pressure on him, he is still a child and is studying." ”

"Yes, I'm just excited. I'm a philosopher, and I once gave up halfway through my career as an artist. You know, noble civilization, every citizen is an artist.

"I've seen the seven dimensions, but it's all 'ordinary people' there, and I'm wondering, are there any people who aren't ordinary? A civilization whose citizenship is not universal, potentially, must have a strict hierarchy, which is not the dross that a higher civilization should have.

"But I saw a statue in the administrative center of Gaia's civilization, and it was a ...... dressed in white."

"It seems that you have reminisced about the scenery of your trip." Koyama-kun interrupted.

He knew very well that the Gaia civilization that the Black Sheep was talking about was the one in the main star order, and the grievances between Gu Huai and the other party must not be unfolded now.

"Oh! Yes, I communicated with a scholar who had read thousands of books, traveled thousands of miles, and had a very pleasant conversation with him, and he told me these things.

"I've been to so many places, I've experienced so many things, I've experienced that long time, and I feel so real. My friend, I should have told you these feelings first. ”

"I've heard it all, and a noble man like you would not hide his opinion. I'm having a great time with you, this side please. ”

"Yes, yes, I need to have a good chat, I'm so excited, I didn't control my desire to express myself for a while, I hope you understand."