Chapter 387

"Get out of the way... Thank you for what happened before. It's a pity that I can't repay you. If there is a next life, I hope you and I can be of the same family." Mo Xiaoyu pulled Zhao Sheng's clothes in the back.

Mo Xiaoyu knows current affairs and knows that there is no difference between Zhao Sheng getting out of the way and not getting out of the way in front of the leader. Therefore, instead of watching Zhao Sheng who saved himself many times and died miserably in front of him, it's better to let Zhao live and face the leader himself.

"Impossible." Zhao Sheng's voice was so firm that Mo Xiaoyu could not refute it at all.

"Ha ha, then go to hell." the headmaster's smile became gloomy and shrill again, and his aura began to surge again.

At this time, Zhao Sheng couldn't care about anything else. He directly summoned the green dragon spear and covered the aura.

"Bang!" a huge impact sound sounded, and a gas wave that could extend to a distance of one or two kilometers was generated instantly.

"Poof..." Zhao Sheng spewed blood directly. Under the huge strength gap, Zhao Sheng, who tried his best, was very lucky that he didn't die under this blow.

After a mouthful of blood gushed out, Zhao Sheng's face had become like gold paper, and his muscles were shaking violently.

"Yo? It's good that the friars in Xiaohua divine realm can survive under my 50% power. In that case, I might as well give you a note of luck. As long as you kneel down and admit your mistake and leave from the witch, I can accept you as an apprentice."

With a swing of the palm of the leader's hand, the just abundant murderous spirit disappeared in an instant, and then changed back to the previous look of kind eyebrows and good intentions.

"Promise him..." Mo Xiaoyu's tears dropped like a broken string.

At this time, she couldn't help regretting that she had been unwilling to believe Zhao Sheng so many times before.

She is carrying a lot of missions, but it is more imposed by herself. Facing Zhao Sheng with the protoss human identity, Mo Xiaoyu subconsciously chose not to believe Zhao Sheng.

Even though... Zhao Sheng has done his best.

"No." clenched his fist, Zhao Sheng tried to mobilize the aura in his body that he didn't know where it had scattered.

"Oh? It seems that all geniuses are arrogant. Is it true that I am an old man who bullies you by virtue of long cultivation time and higher cultivation achievement than you? I think you can catch up with me in just a few years?" the leader said with a smile.

Many people around the vision center, after seeing the leader's strength, consciously moved away from some of this area.

But when they saw that he was so kind to Zhao Sheng, they could not help staring at him.

Maybe it's because the leader loves talents?

Zhao Sheng, holding the green dragon spear and keeping his standing posture, looked coldly at the old leader opposite him, but did not look at Mo Xiaoyu.

In any case, he will never allow the people around him to be slaughtered in front of his eyes! Although for Mo Xiaoyu, Zhao Sheng is just a Protoss human who has just seen her.

"Then look at me again. Would you like to?" the old man narrowed his eyes and his breath changed fiercely.

"Lying in the trough!" suddenly, the crowd around burst out a cry of surprise.

The old leader's figure began to change, and his body even began to shine golden light.

"The emperor?! why is the emperor here?"

"The emperor has been hidden for more than 300 years. How did he appear here?"

"My God, I just survived the emperor's move! I can boast in front of my descendants in the future."

The crowd was ignited in an instant, emperor, it was one of the three emperors and five emperors on the blood moon mainland! Only the eight strongest people under the God Pope and the king of the God dynasty!

"What? Now what do you think of my suggestion?" the guy who was made emperor by the people around him and covered with golden light enjoyed the emotion of the people around him. At the same time, he ended several little guys who were whispering against him, and then looked at Zhao Sheng lazily.

In his mind, as long as he shows his identity, even the descendants of the five emperors have to listen to him, in addition to the God Pope, the king and the children of the other two emperors among the three emperors.

This is not because he is arrogant, but because he is the emperor.

After the war between gods and demons, the most powerful part of protoss humans existed.

"Bah..." Zhao Sheng spit on the ground with a lot of blood.

Emperor: "

Mo Xiaoyu: "

Surrounding crowd: "

No matter who it was, they didn't expect Zhao Sheng to react like this.

So that the emperor, who was calm just now, began to twitch on his face.

"Pinch me," a man in the crowd said to his companion.

"Hiss! It hurts! Is this really a dream? It's just to see the emperor. I've seen someone spit so handsome when he can have the chance to live and become an apprentice of the emperor?"

All these scenes are constantly staged in the crowd around here.

"You just want to die?" the emperor narrowed his eyes and seemed to look at Zhao Sheng in some confusion.

At this time, Zhao Sheng is like an ant who has been trying to struggle in his hands. The emperor even needs only one finger to crush and kill Zhao Sheng easily.

All this, as long as Zhao Sheng does not agree to what the emperor said, there will be no variables at all. There is no possibility for Zhao Sheng to fight against the murderer emperor and even escape under the eyes of the emperor.

The heart of the ocean? The secret land of the Western wheel? Demon pot? Haotian tower? Even the Fuxi Qin hidden behind Mo Xiaoyu's ear? It's impossible to save Zhao Sheng, and... It's desperate, there's no possibility.

The only variable that exists now is how long Zhao Sheng can live in this situation.

A cup of tea? Or more? Maybe.

But is that important?

If you watch the people you care about die in front of you, no matter which one you care about, it will be better than death!

"As long as... I live... You... You can't touch her..." Zhao Sheng's voice is extremely trembling. Looking at him, his internal organs should have been seriously hurt at this time.

The reason why he can still stand here, in addition to his amazing will, may be because the body refining has brought his physique.

"Hehe? Naive. Do you think you can stop me if you stand here alive?" the emperor evil smiled. With a flash of gold, he flashed directly past Zhao Sheng and lifted Mo Xiaoyu with his hand.