None of these men in the Dark Hunt are stupid.

They all knew that if they stayed in the first plane, they might die, and they might not have a good life, but it was just a lot of possibilities.

However, if you go back, it will definitely be a death, and you will die a miserable death!

Because they know what this failed invasion means for Plane 8, and what it means for the big men of Plane 8.

To be honest, it's not an exaggeration to call the hundreds of surviving ghosts the sinners of the eighth plane through the ages.

And most of the more than 3,000 people have no background, even if they have a background, they are the sons of concubines who are not taken seriously, and they are usually the kind of people who can't hold their heads up when they are laughed at.

When you go back, no one can protect yourself, and no one will stand up to protect your low-level charms.

On the other side, seeing that the dark hunter was almost licking and greeting himself, the two monks who came in behind to maintain order smiled.

"No, we've eaten. After listening to Dark Hunt's words, the two human monks hurriedly said with a smile, and then looked around before leaving.

Soon only the eating ghosts and some immortal students in the same class were left in the cafeteria, and the atmosphere became a little weird, especially for those few ghosts from the eighth plane.

In the cafeteria, the charms ate deliciously, but their hearts were bitter.

Because the entire trainees of a continuing education training course were in the cafeteria, there were some immortals and ghosts from other planes who were also under house arrest and forced to study not far away.

The Charm of the Eighth Plane noticed that these immortals and Charms were also pointing and pointing from time to time, looking at their group with sympathy and even pity in their eyes.

It's just that because Lord Darkhunt's cultivation is there, they don't dare to go too far.

Even everyone saw not only sympathy in the eyes of those immortals and ghosts, but also schadenfreude.

"Alas~" Feeling this, these ghosts on the eighth plane couldn't help but sigh, they were too aggrieved.

What's more, everyone doesn't know what the future will look like, and they understand that it is impossible for people to give so much purple imperial food for nothing.

And it is not only the sea fork and other ghosts that have this idea, but also the secret hunting.

Is this a severed head?

Or are the people of the dragon ready to co-opt themselves and then use them as cannon fodder, so that they can charge into battle when the powerhouses of other planes descend?

While eating, the more bottomless everyone is, the more confused they become.

Because neither of them will end well.

And the more they eat, especially the two days of being more comfortable, the more everyone suffers from gains and losses, and the more anxious they become.

If it weren't for the fact that the food in the cafeteria was too delicious, then the ghosts of the eighth plane at this moment really couldn't eat.

Dark Hunter really hopes that Long Teng will make his words clear and tell him what to do.

In that case, even if you die, it's no problem, at least you can be a ghost.

And just as Dark Hunter was thinking like this while eating in confusion, suddenly, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and even the sound of hesitation, nervousness, and excitement could be heard moving the seat.

At the same time, a voice came in from outside.

"How's it going, how are you eating these days?"

And following the voice, the ghosts in the cafeteria, including the previous immortals, all stood up, and they didn't know where to put their hands one by one.

The person who came was Zhang Jiangang, and he was accompanied by Lao Yu and Ke Duoluo, the director of Futukang's excellent workshop.

"Master!"

"Master!"

But just now, whether it was presumptuous or modest, at this moment, all the students of the Charm and Immortal cram school stood up, and they hurriedly squeezed out smiling faces to say hello.

"Oh hehe, okay, sit down, don't be nervous, you eat yours. Zhang Jiangang waved his hand to signal everyone to sit down, and at the same time walked towards the dark hunt.

"Master~" Dark Hunt swallowed his saliva and quickly put down his chopsticks.

As for the ghosts of the eighth plane such as the sea fork, their bodies were tense and straight, and they didn't dare to say anything, especially when they saw Zhang Jiangang walking towards their master.

What's going on? Could it be that Zhang Jiangang is going to do something to the adults? Everyone thought in their hearts, because they felt that Zhang Jiangang was here for the secret hunt.

In the same way, Dark Hunt was also nervous to death, and he thought so too, because Zhang Jian looked at him as soon as he came in, and walked towards him.

Especially when he looked at Nakodoro, Dark Hunt was furious in his heart.

In the same way, other immortals and ghosts also looked over.

And what made the immortals and ghosts of the eighth plane, including other planes, drop their jaws even more was that not only did they come over, but Zhang Jiangang also sat down at the table in the dark hunt.

"Ou Youxian, nephew, are you here too?" While sitting down, Zhang Jiangang also said, "Sit, sit, don't stand, sit." ”

Swallowing his saliva, Secretly Hunting was stunned.

Hyun~Hyun's nephew?Are you calling me?

He also subconsciously looked around, confirming that no one responded, and Dark Hunt knew that he was calling himself.

"Master, you, you call me?" he said, pointing to his nose and whispering.

"Don't call you anyone!" Before Zhang Jian could speak, Kodoro had already said with a straight face.

"Who else but you, virtuous nephew, sit and sit?" Zhang Jiangang said very naturally and even closely.

Others, including Haisha and others, were about to fall out of their eyes.

But also, the secret hunt is only in his twenties, and Zhang Jiangang is already in his sixties, which is not a big deal.

If it was on the eighth plane, he Zhang Jiangang would naturally put gold on his face when he said this, after all, Secret Hunt is the son of the Eastern God Emperor.

But this is the No. 1 plane, not to mention calling you a virtuous nephew, even calling your grandson is to give you face.

What's the situation? Haisha was even more chuckled in his heart, and his heart was definitely not a good thing.

"Oh yes, this is your subordinate, what's it called?"

rubbing, Haisha, who had just sat down, hurriedly stood up.

"Master~" Haisha hurriedly shouted, but his heart was pounding.

"His name is Haisha. Ke Doro, who was next to Zhang Jiangang, had already spoken coldly.

"Oh, it's the Master, oh no, uncle, he's indeed a nephew's subordinate. The dark hunter also hurriedly said, his back was already wet.

Because he didn't know what kind of medicine was in Zhang Jiangang's gourd.

Uncle?

Hearing that the dark hunt climbed so fast along the pole, Lao Yu next to Zhang Jiangang covered his face.

The word uncle is not misused. It can only be said that this dark hunt is so nervous that it remembers what to call it.

At the same time, everyone also noticed Lao Yu.

The immortals and charms present couldn't help but be surprised.

And the dark hunt is similar, and it is even more scared out of a cold sweat.

How many cards are hidden in this dragon? Do you remember that day, this ghost-like man with a white body of yin and qi never appeared?

"Oh, yes, yes. Looking at Zhang Jiangang again, he didn't care about their reactions, and even looked at the dark hunt and continued, "Virtuous nephew, how is it, does the food fit well, do you get used to eating?"

Zhang Jiangang asked warmly.

However, the more this is the case, the more dangerous the surrounding immortals and ghosts feel.

They know that the more enthusiastic someone is about to be with you, the more they are going to be unlucky.

At this moment, the other immortals in the continuing education cram school all looked at Dark Hunt with sympathy, this earth may be the highest cultivation existence at the moment.

And even the dark hunt is in a cold sweat, and he thinks so too.

"I'm used to eating, thank you, Lord Miko. Darkhunt said with a shudder.

"Why are you still called the Imperial Master, you are too much of an outsider. Zhang Jiangang's face was flat.

I'm going to cry in the dark hunt, I can't climb high, uncle. Just say what you want to do, and give you a happy death.

"Yes, yes, yes. Rao thought so, but Dark Hunt still said forcibly, and at the same time, he also wanted to know what the purpose of Zhang Jiangang's coming was really his own death.

After looking at the dark hunt again, Zhang Jiangang finally spoke.

And as soon as the words came out, there was no blood on Dark Hunt's face.

"How about the virtuous nephew, I've been here for so long, I'm homesick, do you want to go back to the eighth plane?" Zhang Jiangang said.

Almost at the same time, with a plop, Dark Hunt knelt down.

"Master Mingjian, Dark Hunt swears by the sky, Dark Hunt has never had such a thought, never! Lord Mingjian, Mingjian!" said Dark Hunt crying, his head was about to bleed.

"It's okay to make cattle and horses for the master, don't kill my master, I'm still young, I'm only twenty-six years old. Dark Hunter has never thought of going back, Lord Kodoro, you help me intercede, I really don't, I really don't.

I've always wanted to be a real person, and I've always drawn a line with the ghost, Master Ke, you help me plead for mercy. ”

In the end, Dark Hunter was so frightened that he even pulled Kodoro's trouser leg and asked him to intercede for him.

Dark Hunt was really scared to death, and he was even more anxious.

Homesick, right?

Don't you understand what this means, this means that you should go, you can die!