Chapter 3757

This is the result of the cooperation between Burning Moon Sect, Blazing Star Sect and God of War Sect!

Jiang Linxi and Mo Fan are out of cards, but the Zhantian God Clan has a lot of cards!

Xing Daoyin originally wanted to overwhelm Jiang Linxi and Mo Fan, bury the Nine Dragon Emperor, and become a fisherman.

In the end, Li Tianming killed all the geniuses of his God of War Cult!

Now there is only one punishment left!

How can you bear it?

If he didn't take this step, he wouldn't be able to explain to the millions of followers of God of War Sect behind him!

"Long Qian, you have a chance to control these three bedbugs. If you don't want to kill them, you can imprison them and hand them over to us. We, God of War Sect, can not only save you five million people from dying, but also give you a way to go home." Opportunity!" Xing Daoyin looked at her with burning eyes.

"Go home?" Long Qian frowned even deeper.

"Yes! Go home!" Xing Daoyin said.

"Which home?" Long Xi asked.

"Of course it's the home of our War God Sect!" Xing Daoyin said.

"Continue to be slaves and servants, and use human life to transport neutron stars for you? Continue to let you humiliate, kill, and abuse? You call this home?" Long Qian's eyes were full of blood!

"Ha ha……"

After she finished speaking, the more than five million people from the three major sects burst into laughter.

"Long Qian, isn't this the racial talent of your slaves?"

"That's right! You are the low-class pariah? What else do you want? Let us confess you?"

"Wake up! What about your five-generation realm? You are not a lowly slave? Pull up your clothes and look at the word slave behind you, okay? This is the identity given to you by the way of heaven! It has been like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future. It's been like this for generations!"

"In this world, someone has to be a lowly person, someone has to be stepped on, isn't it? Isn't this the script of your life? Why, do you really want to turn over and sing as a slave? Wake up, okay?"

"As low as you are, you are not slaves, who is slaves? You are born to be abused, you know?"

"Just like a dog, if I give you a kennel, you should wag your tail instead of looking at us like this, understand?!"

More than five million people, you say what you say!

There are too many such voices, and I can't hear them.

Faces of sneering and contempt surrounded the tens of thousands of Yanjing dragons!

"Long Qian, go home! At least you don't have to transport the neutron star, right? We still need you to manage these lowly slaves!" Xing Daoyin said happily.

"You wouldn't let three million compatriots die for the sake of three outsiders?" Xing Daoshan said coldly.

"Second brother, Long Qian is a person who values ​​friendship! She knows exactly how to choose between the three bugs and the three million clansmen!" Xing Daohe smiled.

"Hahaha……"

"Laugh!"

"A bunch of dog slaves under the judgment of heaven, still want to dream of turning over?"

Those ear-piercing laughter made the eyes of the Ten Thousand Evolution Realm dragons bloodshot.

They didn't say anything!

They are not qualified to speak now!

Everyone looked at Long Qian, wondering what answer she would give.

"Long Xi!"

Xing Daoyin, Mo Fan, Jiang Linxi and others drank in unison!

Ears buzzing.

"Go home!" Xing Daoyin said with a smile, "Bai Zhan also said that you are a martial arts wizard, and I will compete with you a lot in the future! The value of you alone is more than one million slaves! So, your Life is not bad, the emperor of your slave clan! You are qualified to live a good life!"

"go home!"

Sneering sneers were like sharp swords, stabbing down mercilessly.

Long Qian clenched her fists.

She glanced at the Shanshen outside the Tiandao Arena.

She sighed deeply!

Her gaze dimmed deeply.

"it is good……"

She bowed her head, with tears in her eyes, and said the word in pain.

When the tens of thousands of Dragon Clans in Yanjing heard the words, they were heartbroken one by one.

"Ugh!"

Everyone bowed their heads, clenched their hands into fists, and burst into tears.

"Ha ha!"

Seeing this, more than five million people burst into laughter.

"A lowly slave is a lowly slave."

"I'm used to kneeling, why should I be ashamed? My knees are covered in calluses, so what's the point?"

"Slaves, it's just a little low, not shabby! There are so many!"

Their laughter lasted for a long time.

...

Mountain God!

Chenguang number!

Extraordinary number!

Inside the three Xinghai Godships, the descendants of Yan and Huang who were in the frontier were sealed in the Xinghai enchantment.

They can see and hear everything outside.

He could even see everything in the Zhoushen Emperor's Palace.

When Long Qian said the word 'good', everyone's eyes seemed to be torn apart.

At that moment, they lowered their heads, and the humble tears couldn't stop falling.

All the faces were locked in the dim light, and the mottled eyes were full of gloom and despair.

"Mom, it's still the same, nothing can change, can it?" A boy looked up and looked at the woman next to him with dull eyes.

The woman's eyes were blank and she didn't speak.

"I knew it! I knew it!" The boy held the woman's arm, "I hate you! Why did you give birth to me? The world is so good, but why am I a lowly slave? Look, what's the point of my life?"

The woman stared at him blankly, unable to answer.

"Tell me, why did you give birth to me?" The boy looked at her angrily.

The woman trembled, her eyes blurred with tears, "Before two thousand years, if there are no descendants, they will be executed... I am afraid of death!"

"You are afraid of death, so you let me come out and suffer! If I were you, I would choose to die directly!" The boy cried out in grief and indignation.

"Xiao Yuan, stop crying, okay?" The woman hugged him, but her eyes filled with tears.

"Mom... I hate it! I don't want to live like this! I practice hard every day, I want to change my destiny, but I can't see hope... I'm so tired! I hate it!" The boy finished speaking angrily, After all, his heart softened, he knew that he shouldn't resent his mother, it was a sign of cowardice.

"Everyone is like this...at least, we are not alone, aren't we?" the woman said.

"Not alone..."

The boy was shocked.

He raised his head, and the elders around him were all looking at him.

Everyone has the same blood.

Every gaze has been felt, everything he feels at this moment.

"Yeah, at least I'm not alone, everyone is fine... In this life, I didn't work in vain!" The boy said in a daze.

"Just this time, I thought there would be some hope, but now..."

The moment Long Xi lowered her head, they were all heartbroken.

They even preferred to die themselves so that the other two million of their compatriots could leave.

Unfortunately, they have no choice!

The right to choose is in Long Qian's hands, in the hands of those descendants of Yanhuang in Yanjing.

But, who can say that they made the wrong choice?

Three million lives!

Plus companion beasts, six million!

Who can let them die for three people?