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"Song Wushen, let's stop here." [..com]

In the spacious and open underground cave, Wang Ce is full of laziness and a sense of rational voice, which is a bright transmission.

The human king paused as if he was electrocuted. Looking back, he looked at him and was clearly full of confusion like Ji Qianbai and others. One of them was shocked, but they were each in awe of fear, and they reappeared: Six], Ce, what's going on?"

Wang Ce sighed: "Song Wushen, your words are very..." After thinking about it, he emphasized again: "It's very, very touching. To be honest, I almost believed you."

He didn't explain it to his master and his group of people, there was no need. Ji Qianbai and others were extremely smart, but they were not good at fighting. As long as he spoke on this side, they would soon understand, and there was no need to explain it specifically.

Wang Ce applauded and praised: "Song Wushen, your drama is wonderful. I swear, I have never seen anyone with such a good show. I have been able to deceive me before and fool me around, but only two and a half. You are the fourth one."

It is definitely a heartfelt praise. Whether it is Ji Ru, Emperor Tang, or even Brother Cialis, he is purely the one who is not indifferent to the sense of the same kind. Like the God of Song Wushen, who openly acts and deceives Wang Ce in person, is definitely the first one.

Song Wushen stared at Wang Ce and said slowly: "I was actually seen through? I still underestimate you. You are ten times more cunning than I imagined."

Wang Ce shook his head and laughed: "Nothing happened? I haven't seen through your play. To be honest, your play is too real." Song Wushen was surprised, but he couldn't figure out why Wang Ce was judging that he was acting.

Wang Ce didn't keep it a secret and smiled and said, "I don't believe you. From beginning to end, I never believed you."

"No wonder." Song Wushen suddenly realized that when he met Wang Ce, no matter how good his acting skills were, it would be useless. He didn't believe it and directly decided that everything was fake.

Wang Ce grabbed his scalp and sighed: "Five thousand years, even if it is a pig, he will become a spirit after living for 5 thousand years. He is ten times more cunning than a human being. What's more, he is a dignified martial god."

He laughed at himself. He was really moved by the sadness just now: "If it weren't for not believing in you from beginning to end, I would have been deceived by your drama. Five thousand years are enough to make a person with the simplest mind become a person with the most delicate mind."

"A person who has been bored for five thousand years, no matter what he wants to think about, will definitely become the best and the most terrifying one."

Song Wushen suddenly smiled and felt lonely: "You are talking about a person who is stupid and has lived for five thousand years, and he is bored in private and can do the best no matter what he does."

Wang Ce didn't want to say this anymore and said calmly: "In fact, as long as you don't cheat many things, you will naturally have doubts. It is said that the ancient martial arts god wants to be the human emperor, it is your family."

"You guy, very interesting." Song Wushen smiled calmly: "The person who wants to be the Human Emperor may not have the surname Gu, maybe Lian or Song."

Wang Ce smiled: "The martial arts god may have been murdered and killed. That person may not be the ancient martial arts god, maybe it was you." After a pause, he laughed: "It doesn't matter who it is."

Wang Ce narrowed his eyes, a sharp color flashed, and said slowly: "Actually, as long as you don't believe you, you can find many doubts by relying on reverse reversal. For example, the cliff of Tianya is in your hands. Logically speaking, your cultivation is the highest among the three great martial gods."

"For example, you are the one who deliberately cultivated ten generations of human emperors. If there is a martial god who wants to be a human emperor, that person is more like you than an ancient martial god."

Wang Ce seemed to be talking to himself: "Do you know why I didn't believe you from beginning to end?"

Song Wushen's eyes narrowed and he didn't say a word.

Wang Ce smiled: "I just need to know and remember one thing. For five thousand years, countless Wu Emperors and Sects have disappeared here, but they have never returned."

"My master is willing to serve the public, and the king is willing to consider the people of the world. It does not mean that every Emperor Wu thinks so, and selfish people are always the majority. I guess not everyone stays voluntarily.

The King of Humans and others suddenly realized that Song Wushen did not comment.

Wang Ce smiled brilliantly: "You can completely treat the above as nonsense. Because the main reason why I really didn't deceive you was..."

"I just don't believe you, it's purely intuitive not to believe! There is no reason."

Wang Ce's last sentence, full of scoundrels, made Song Wushen's face turn pale and red, probably with the feeling of being so angry that his blood boiled.

"Uncle Renwang is a good person, and my master and the others are all."

Wang Ce said seriously: "I'm sorry, I'm not. I'm a selfish bastard, and I'm a lot of suspicion." It's like the "Water of Forgetful River" flying out of thin air.

"I don't care about the life or death of other people except those I care about. I am just such a bastard. I also wonder why my master and the others think I am good if they are so dedicated to the public."

Ji Qianbai and others were extremely helpless. When they met Wang Ce, who could tear off his face and call himself a bastard, they would probably have no choice but to be helpless.

Wang Ce continued seriously: "To be honest, I always felt that my master and the others came to kill the God of Martial God, which was a bit stupid." He smiled dryly and apologized, and then continued: "Actually, I followed him, and had another purpose."

"I didn't think so. However, today I realized that killing the God of Martial Arts is definitely a very necessary thing."

Song Wushen listened patiently and suddenly sneered.

Wang Ce chuckled: "One of the purpose I had followed was to find an opportunity to get Master and the others back. In fact, I always thought that Master, you should help me kill the God’s grace first and kill Dalu. This will have greater significance."

Ji Qianbai and others smiled helplessly. They also wanted to help Wang Ce solve the two top problems of Shenhenghui and Dalu before coming to die. However, Shenhenghui pretended to be a rabbit and refused to come out. Dalu was too strong and if he really wanted to fight, the loss would be too great, which would be detrimental to the primary goal of killing the Martial God.

Wang Ce smiled and said, "But now I have changed my mind. I decided to help my master and others and kill you." It was as if he was talking about using the God of War as a toy.

But my brain added: "If you can't kill you, then you will be damaged first. Twenty years later, I will come here to deal with you. Believe me, I will definitely kill you in twenty years."

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Song Wushen's eyes showed fierce light for a moment, and then he sneered: "You?"

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Wang Ce ignored it and just smiled and said, "Do you know why I decided to kill you?"

skirts

Do you remember the story of Huang Shang that I told?"

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Song Wushen recalled the story he heard two years ago... he reminisced for a while before nodding: "It was a very interesting story."

Wang Ce smiled: "I told that story at that time, which meant something else. But now, it means another thing. I think, Martial God, you will definitely understand why I decided to kill you."

Song Wushen naturally understood, so he smiled and smiled coldly and cruelly: "You will only die today. Especially you, Wang Ce, the descendants of Lao Gu!"

Ji Qianbai and others immediately opened their mouths... looking at the calm Wang Ce, Ren Wang and others almost turned around. Wang Ce is a descendant of the ancient martial god?

Wang Ce smiled: "When I broke through twice, you recognized the mental method I practiced, which was inherited from ancient martial gods, right?" Wang Ce was so confident that Song Wushen frowned and felt uneasy.

Wang Ce glanced at the stunned Emperor Wu and smiled bitterly. Before, he was only 70% or 80% sure, and now he can assert that his father in this body is 100% Gu Bo.

Wang Ce calmed down and said calmly: "It seems that the God of Song Dynasty fell on the cliff of the world... It turns out that the God of Ancient Martial Arts was plotted against by the God of Ancient Martial Arts. It is said that the God of Ancient Martial Arts died of serious injuries, but it was actually you who did it." He sneered, would the three great heroes who plotted against each other? Wouldn't it be a bit ridiculous?

Without waiting for the voice of the Song Wushen, Wang Ce Youran said: "Since you all suspect that the ancient Wushen is not dead, he must have a way to live to this day. However, his situation is probably similar to yours."

Song Wushen had a strong resentment: "He was naturally not dead, so he naturally had a way to survive." Suddenly, he grinned: "His situation is definitely not better than me!"

Wang Ce spread his hands happily: "I'm very happy that we have a consistent view on this."

Wang Ce sighed in his heart for no reason, remembering some words, such as... the spy father used to say.

The Northern Tang is Wang Ce’s starting point. He will eventually return to the Northern Tang Dynasty and draw the final result for all of this with his own hands…”

…”The end!

Thoughts fluctuated, Wang Ce sighed: "Song Wushen, the past harmony is no longer important. I don't care about the grudges and hatreds between you three martial gods, nor do I care about whoever you want to become the immortal human emperor."

"I can't even care what's the shameful purpose of cultivating the four great emperors."

Wang Ce said sincerely: "As long as you are willing to give up the Four Great Emperors and no longer harm others, I promise that I will help you get out of trouble in person in the future."

Song Wushen was extremely surprised, not knowing whether he was ridiculing or sneering: "Boy, do you know why I listen to you nonsense?"

Wang Ce sighed: "I only know that either you are bored or you are not sure to kill us. Although I am not sure, I believe that the latter is mostly the latter." Song Wushen sneered.

Ji Qianbai and others have not spoken, but they are brewing explosions in their silence.

Despite the twists and turns, everything finally returned to the starting point. Their goal has changed again and again, and finally became the biggest mastermind behind the scenes of the martial god and cutting off the Jiuzhou.

Wang Ce suddenly narrowed his eyes and said softly: "If it is a complete martial god, I believe that we will definitely die."

Song Wushen's face suddenly stiffened, and he could no longer show an expression as if nothing had happened: "What do you want to say? I just treat you as fun. Do you think I will care about what the ant thinks!"

Wang Ce looked at Song Wushen's pale old face and sighed slowly: "No matter how you disguise, you are still the one in your bones... full of superiority, claiming that I am the best in the world, and like and accustomed to overcoming people with strength."

"If you have the ability to catch us all in one go, you won't lie to us again and again."

Wang Ce's smile was particularly exciting to Song Wushen: "That's really like a clown!"

Song Wushen roared angrily: "Boy, how could you provoke the God of Wushen again and again? You should die."

"I will let you see the skills of the God of Martial Arts with your own eyes!"

A violent dragon roared and tiger roared, and the sky collapsed and the earth broke in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!