Everyone got on the elevator going back, and everyone remained silent.
It's not that everyone has nothing to say, but Cai Gen hasn't opened his mouth.
No one knows what Cai Gen is thinking, but his face looks like a lawsuit.
So, what is Cai Gen thinking?
He is distinguishing between Guantatta, King Asura and Emperor Shakti.
These three parties are scheming and scheming, but who wins?
Guan Tata definitely didn't win, he was already in the game.
However, looking at Guantata's dying appearance, it seemed as if he had won.
Otherwise, he will not die willingly, and the Juehu Formation will be unable to be broken.
King Asura definitely didn't win and became a living dead without emotions.
I desperately want to save the Tree of the Ancestral God, but ninety-nine percent of it is impossible.
If Cai Gen really encountered them, it would be impossible to send them back to the world of Asura.
After all, King Asura could not escape the fate of being a tool, and was kept in silence in the one-eyed monk of Xiao Tianmao.
Emperor Shitian definitely didn't win, otherwise he wouldn't be following Cai Gen and the others like a puppet.
When one's own actions cannot be controlled by one's own emotions, all grand plans and great institutions will be in vain.
The only value that exists is as a key to brush your face.
If none of the three parties win, then what’s the point of this matter?
Cai Gen kept looking at Guan Shanle from the corner of his eye. He also said nothing and was carrying his son on his back to Guan Shanle.
He allowed the blood of Guan Tata to flow on him without even realizing it.
Apart from the slight pain of losing his son, his face was full of fortitude.
It seems that he already knew this would be the outcome of all this.
It’s just that after countless days and nights of torturous waiting, the day finally arrived.
"Mr. Guan, did you win?"
Cai Gen couldn't help it anymore and spoke.
The reason why I say this is that the only favorable side in the current situation is shamanism.
The tribe was saved, the seal was kept, and the mission was completed.
In addition to losing the Guanta Tower, there was also the loss of Chi Chi's physical body.
Moreover, this loss is insignificant compared to the sacrifices made by shamanism.
Guan Shanle instantly understood the meaning of Cai Gen's words. It was not very friendly, but more of a mockery and a hint of condemnation.
He nodded deeply.
"Well, we won, after all, we can't afford to lose.
If we lose, there will be nothing."
Guan Shanle specifically referred to me as us, and his meaning was obvious.
Cai Gen, don't stand around and beep.
Isn't all this just to pave the way for you to enter the ancestral land?
No matter what happens, it is all caused by Cai Gen, or the God of suffering behind you.
Who should say the sarcastic remarks, not Cai Gen?
Moreover, you Cai Gen also understand that you really cannot afford to lose. After losing, there will be no more in this world.
In order not to lose, you must win, no matter what the cost, you must win.
If you, Cai Gen, have not yet had this awareness, then let the sacrifices of others continue to deepen your understanding.
Whether Cai Gen understands it or not, Guan Shanle's subtext is expressed.
Fortunately, Cai Gen really understood.
As a result, Cai Gen was put into a lung tube with just one word. He couldn't say anything, and it was very painful to hold it in.
He lowered his head and glanced at Xiao Tmall.
"Master, those two Asura kings are very safe in Yimu Monk.
It seems a bit atavistic, as stable as a tree man."
Atavistic?
It's a worry-free thing. As long as you don't get emotionally stimulated again, you won't be able to recover your memory, and it will continue to be like this forever.
Cai Gen looked at Emperor Shitian behind him again, and could only use this meaningless action to cover up Guan Shanle's subtext, and slightly resist the pain.
Emperor Shitian met Cai Gen's gaze without hiding it, his eyes full of curiosity.
Gu is like a newborn baby, feeling fresh about the world.
Cai Gen saw the innocence in Emperor Shitian's eyes and was a little surprised.
"Di Shitian, you are very good."
"Ah, not very good."
"What's going on? What's wrong?"
"It's a bit crowded here, I'm a bit hungry, and I don't feel good.
By the way, there is also..."
Cai Gen nodded. Even if there is no emotion, basic physiological needs still exist. This is more reasonable.
You know how to sweat when you are hot, and you know how to eat when you are hungry. After all, you are a living dead, not a pure dead, and you still smell like a living person.
Interrupting Emperor Shitian's words, Cai Gen pointed at Tmall.
"Di Shitian, if you need anything from now on, just ask Xiaotian."
However, before he finished speaking, a stream of heat flowed down the trouser legs of Emperor Shaktian, bringing with it the steaming heat, adding an even more unbearable smell to the already crowded elevator.
Since the Howling Tmall was very close to the ground, its fur immediately exploded.
Like an electric shock, it jumped onto Shi Huozhu's shoulder.
"Fuck, Master, he peed his pants."
At this time, Emperor Shitian had no sense of shame or embarrassment.
I directly continued what Cai Gen interrupted just now.
"By the way, I want to pee, but I don't want to now."
Yes, you peed your pants, what else are you thinking about?
Cai Gen leaned against the elevator, really not wanting to step on the water stains on the ground.
"No, this thing, if it has no emotions, will it just pee its pants?"
The teddy bear also climbed onto Shi Huozhu's shoulders. After all, he was the only one who was easy to bully.
"Boss Cai, shame is also a kind of emotion.
Although the current Emperor Shakten looks like an adult, his IQ may not be affected.
However, he does not understand the worldly ways and the public order and good customs of normal people.
Therefore, when it comes to things like peeing and defecating, he is very casual and does whatever is convenient for him.
Alas, the dignified vice-president of Zhutianhui has fallen to the point where he peed his pants without realizing it. Should I say it or not, Boss Cai, you are so cruel.
Who would have thought?
Even if Emperor Shakten was beaten to death, some people would believe it, but if someone says he peed his pants, who would believe it?"
Cai Gen didn't feel that the teddy bear was praising him, which was a bit difficult to handle.
"Xiaotian, why don't you pretend to be a monk too?
It's a bit embarrassing to carry him like this."
Xiao Tianmao shook his head.
"Master, Emperor Shitian was reincarnated into the human world, and he is considered a living person.
You can't send it to Ichimoku Monk, otherwise, you will die."
Ah, do you still have this to say?
Cai Gen thought about it carefully, and found that there had never been any serious living people in the Ichimoku Monk before, they were just all kinds of strange things.
It seems that Ichimoku Monk is not a garbage dump. It can’t pretend to be anything, and it also has its own persistence.
Helpless, he looked at the teddy bear.
"Axiong, I'll leave it to you to take care of Emperor Shitian from now on.
For example, wash his pants, feed him, and put him to sleep.
Hahaha..."
Halfway through, Cai Gen couldn't hold back and laughed inappropriately.
Didn't this find a father for the teddy bear?
The teddy bear seemed to understand what Cai Gen was laughing at and directly refuted it.
"No problem, I will take care of you like a son.
Yes, educate him like a son."
As he said this, the teddy bear took a swipe at the emperor and gave him a slap in the face.
Please remember the first domain name of this book: ._
