He swallowed the subconscious "I'm fifty, get me out" and added:

"I am a real person and I don't sell tea. No one in EMI is as talented as me. You and I are the only ones who have heard of it. Can you believe me?"

The Eight Masters were familiar with it and fell into deep thought.

Xu Xiaoshou had a very good memory and shouted: "There has never been a genius like me in a generation, and it will be hard for anyone to be as good as me in a thousand years!"

Bazun knew it well, and his lips twitched again.

Seeing that it was useful, Xu Xiaoshou continued to recall: "If you don't speak for three breaths, if I become a god, I will be the first to kill you!"

"enough."

Ba Zunzun couldn't stand it any longer.

Unless Tianzu was taken over by evil gods and demons, this would really only be Xu Xiaoshou's fault - these were the exact words he said when the two met Tianzu.

It's just that the amount of information Xu Xiaoshou gave in his words just now is too much.

The Ranming ruins have become such a mess that they have become a battlefield for the ancestral gods?

"I can't get in."

No need to ask the eight acquaintances, they all knew Xu Xiaoshou's intention in coming to the door.

But there was no specific explanation, he just said: "I can't leave."

"What should we do?" Xu Xiao had to hold on to this thigh until he died. He had no other option.

Bazun frowned, lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Did you just say, Tao Qian Cang?"

"Yes, he is by my side now - a useless person who knows nothing except talking and some legends from the past. At the critical moment, he has to rely on me!"

Ba Zunzun was selective about not understanding, and after pondering for a while, he said firmly:

"Ask him!"

"Before leaving the ruins, you can completely trust Dao Qiongcang and follow him."

"Since he dares to enter the ruins, he definitely has the back-up plan to survive. In his eyes, your life, the life of Shen Yi, and even the life of the ancestor gods are not as precious as his own."

"But remember!" Bazun said in a deep voice:

"After leaving the ruins, forget all friendships with Qiongqiang and all the promises he made to you."

"From the moment you successfully escape, you must be on guard and treat him as a stranger."

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"He is more terrifying than the evil spirits you have seen now. If you fall in love with him, you won't even know how to die."

Dao firmament?

Is it just him that makes me emotional?

Am I a weirdo who is so insatiable in food that I have a fetish for iron and cut sleeves? I have no emotions at all about the fate of the ancestors!

Xu Xiaoshou was silent.

He was greatly disappointed in the Eight Masters.

Sure enough, it's useless. It's really useless at the critical moment.

After looking up and down the eight-fingered cripple, Xu Xiaoshou felt that the legend of the "Eighth Sword Immortal" was created by the public opinion when the Qin Burning movement was in full swing.

Running out of time, he finally asked:

"Aren't you quite impressive when you were hiding in a white cave without a moon?"

"In the battle on Void Island, even though there are only empty words and I will fight the situation, you can still show your face."

"How come you are now alive and well, and yet you are not even a half-sage, and you are imprisoned in this shabby stone house... practicing calligraphy?"

"When can you get hard again?"

The Eight Masters were startled for a moment, then laughed and said:

"Soon."

Xu Xiaoshou asked again:

"If I go to the ruins of the gods and return to Guizhe Holy Mountain, will you come then?"

Afraid that this guy would shake his head and refuse directly, Xu Xiaoshou used his ultimate move:

"I met Wu Xiu, and he said he missed you very much, and missed the good times fighting side by side with you."

"He misses you so much that he goes bald."

Ba Zunzhen was once again selectively deaf, but he did not refuse directly. He only turned his head and thought about it, and sighed:

"decide as things go."

call!

He blew out the candle on the stone table.
Chapter completed!