The Lord of Ninety-Eight City was picking up his tea cup and taking a sip of water. Suddenly, when he heard this sentence, he spurted out a mouthful of water, all over himself, but he didn't realize it. His eyes widened and he looked at the old man and said, "Are you sure?"
Not kidding?"
The old man curled his lips, rolled his eyes, and said, "You look at me like I'm joking?"
The Lord of Ninety-eight City nodded vigorously and said to himself: You said such a big thing so casually, why are you not joking?
The old man said leisurely: "Right now, there are only two choices before us. The first one is to follow closely behind the Ten Heavenly Lords and the Palm King, without thinking about anything, and fight to the death with Teng Fei and the others!"
The city lord of Ninety-Eight City twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and remained noncommittal.
The old man continued: "The second option is to betray the Eternal Land, stand in the same camp as Teng Fei and the others, and then prepare to face the crazy revenge of the Ten Heavenly Lords and the Three Heavenly Kings."
"There is no third option? For example, neutrality?" the Lord of Ninety-Eight City said with a bitter face.
A sneer appeared on the old man's face, he looked at the Lord of Ninety-Eight City and said, "Little Shitou, do you like wallflowers?"
Suddenly being called by his nickname by the old man, the majestic city lord was somewhat uncomfortable, but he was not angry because the old man in front of him was definitely qualified to call him that. He shook his head slightly and said: "I don't like the wall either.
Grass."
"Then it's over?" The old man snorted and said, "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Don't you understand such a simple truth?"
Shi Lei, the city lord of Ninety-eight City, smiled bitterly when he heard this: "I only care about chaos. I am not afraid of death, but I am really afraid that Ninety-eight City will end up with the same fate as Ninety-nine City. Billions of people
.It was destroyed in a flash, and I can even think of Xiaofeng’s reaction when he saw that scene..."
The old man sighed, and then sneered: "It seems that the method of killing chickens and monkeys by the Palm King is very successful. At least, even a tough little rock like you is afraid, and others will naturally be even more afraid."
Shi Lei hesitated, looked at the old man and said, "Should we wait until those people arrive before making plans?"
The old man said: "The most precious friendship is to provide help in times of need, not the icing on the cake. Do you want to wait for the three heavenly kings to be destroyed before turning to each other?"
Shi Lei's expression became serious, he looked at the old man and asked: "Do you really think so highly of them? You know, no one can check and balance the strength of the three heavenly kings except the Lord of Eternity in the past!"
"You also said that only the Lord of Eternity can check and balance them." The old man said lightly.
"But I'm talking about the former Eternal Lord! The Eternal Lord after reincarnation..." Shi Lei twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Frankly speaking, it's really hard for people to take him seriously."
"The ones who are not taken seriously are the reincarnations of the first eight lives, and now they are the ninth." The old man said, then looked at Shi Lei and said: "You just said that the third, fourth and fifth heavenly beings will lead one
Ten Thousand Black Armored Army went on an expedition to Huntuo Star, but two years have passed and there is still no news. If their target is City 98, do you think you can stop them?"
Shi Lei thought seriously for a moment, then shook his head dejectedly: "If all the powerful men in the entire Ninety-eight City came out, then it might still be possible, but this possibility... is precisely the most impossible! Just like the Ninety-Eight City
Nine cities, I don’t believe that all the powerful people in the entire ninety-nine cities are dead, there must be someone who can leave alive.”
"Yeah, if you hadn't said this, then I wouldn't have made this suggestion, but after you said it, it became clear to me that there must be more than one God of Wisdom around Teng Fei, and there are more
Strong!"
"Stronger? Is this...possible?" Shi Lei frowned in disbelief.
"Although I couldn't think of who it would be for a moment, it can block ten thousand black-armored troops and suppress the three great gods. This kind of method is not enough for just one wise general..." the old man said.
If the old man knew that Teng Fei did not use the help of the God of Wisdom to suppress the three great gods, he would probably be stunned and ask Shi Lei, the lord of the Ninety-Eight City, to surrender immediately.
Seeing Shi Lei's hesitation, the old man suddenly smiled and said, "You can test Mr. Xiamen's reaction."
Shi Lei's eyes flashed with sparkle, he looked at the old man and said, "What do you mean?"
The old man nodded.
Shi Lei hesitated slightly and sighed: "Seven hundred years of friendship, alas, forget it!"
The old man's figure gradually disappeared into the air, and the barriers in the hall also disappeared.
Shi Lei ordered outside: "Go and ask Mr. Wen to come over."
The middle-aged scribe came in a hurry, looked at Shi Lei and said with a smile: "The city lord called me over so quickly, but what's the important matter?"
Shi Lei smiled slightly and said, "Sir, we have been together for more than seven hundred years, right?"
The middle-aged scribe was slightly startled, but still nodded.
"Is there anything wrong with me taking my husband with me?"
"No, why did the city lord suddenly ask this? But what did Wen do to displease the city lord?" asked the middle-aged scribe.
"No, I just heard something suddenly and I am a little undecided. I want to hear your opinion, sir." Shi Lei said.
"It doesn't matter what the city lord says," the middle-aged scribe said.
"Sir, have you ever heard that two years ago, the third, fourth, and fifth of the top ten Heavenly Lords led an army of 10,000 black-armored troops to expedition to the Huntuo Star?"
"No, I have never heard of it at all. Where did the city lord hear such news?" The middle-aged scribe looked stunned, and it didn't look like he was pretending. Then he asked doubtfully: "This is a bit unlikely, isn't it? Black-armored army,
Known as the most elite team in the Eternal Land, they are used to attack the Huntuo Star? This is simply... killing a chicken with a sledgehammer, no, killing an ant with a sledgehammer!"
"But as far as I know, they all failed to come back. Then, two years later today, the expeditionary force of Huntuo Star went on an expedition outside the territory and attacked our eternal land." Shi Lei said.
hiss!
The middle-aged scribe took a breath of air and looked at Shi Lei in surprise: "How true is the news about the city lord? Is it true?"
Chang Lei nodded and said: "10 out of 10."
"Oh my god, could it be said that those people on Huntuo Planet already have such strength? This, this is unbelievable." The middle-aged scribe said in despair.
Shi Lei looked at the middle-aged scribe, hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "Sir, after hearing the news, he seemed... very uneasy?"
The middle-aged scribe showed a wry smile, looked at Shi Lei and said: "The city lord treats me as a national scholar. I didn't say it before because I thought it was unnecessary, because Wen will never be sorry to you, the city lord. Now the city lord wants to know, then
Wen will no longer hide it."
Shi Lei smiled awkwardly. If the middle-aged scribe hadn't behaved a bit abnormally today, he would have been too lazy to ask about his identity and origin. In his opinion, people who employ people should not be suspicious of others. Now that he is like this, he can't bear to do this.
A staff member who has been with him for more than 700 years.
"The city lord doesn't feel guilty. In fact, I suddenly heard something today, and Wen's mood was a little out of control." The middle-aged scribe sighed and recounted the past.
"I was born in a big family since I was a child. My father was once the sixth Heavenly Lord among the ten Heavenly Lords..."
Shi Lei looked at the middle-aged scribe with surprise on his face. He never thought that more than seven hundred years ago, the down-and-out middle-aged scribe who had challenged countless strong men in the Ninety-Eight City without ever losing a single defeat would actually have such a prominent family background.
"I don't remember how many times it was the soul reincarnation of the Eternal Lord. I only remember that the day before, I was enjoying myself at my father's knees, but the next day, all I saw was a cold corpse."
The young scribe said, with a strong light of hatred in his eyes.
"Oh, I understand. What your father caught up with was the most powerful one among the eight reincarnations of the Eternal Lord. He killed all the ten great deities at that time, almost killing them all. He almost killed them all.
The ninety-nine cities in the Eternal Land were killed in panic. In the end, if King Yuanling hadn't taken action, I'm afraid he would have continued to kill." Shi Lei sighed: "The reincarnation of the soul of the Eternal Lord in that life was simply a murderer.
God is reincarnated!"
"Yes, that man is a lunatic. Even if he has enmity with the three heavenly kings, my father has no enmity with him..." The middle-aged scribe said with resentment on his face and gritted his teeth: "Yes, my father is subject to the three heavenly kings.
I have to face him according to the order, but if there is no enmity or enmity between the two parties, then that person will really kill him!"
"Ahem." Shi Lei coughed twice and wanted to say something, but suddenly heard the old man's voice in his mind, so he closed his mouth.
The middle-aged scribe looked at Shi Lei: "I know, you will think that I am a bit... unreasonable, but in this kind of matter, who can help the lawyer instead of helping the relatives? Therefore, I am the Lord of Eternity and hate him.
His soul is reincarnated, no matter what, this is the revenge of killing his father."
Shi Lei nodded, indeed, the hatred for killing his father, no matter what the reason, is irreconcilable.
"Later, the Palm Seal King found me and sent me to the Ninety-eight Cities, but he didn't give me any tasks. Hey, I actually know their thoughts very clearly, but my father was also one of the top ten gods.
, Do I care about the Ten Heavenly Lords? Not to mention that although I hate the Lord of Eternity, I also have no good impressions of the three heavenly kings!" The middle-aged scribe said with a look of resentment: "Obviously, any one of them can easily kill the Lord of Eternity.
The reincarnation of the Lord killed him, but he relied on his own identity and refused to take action, but let his men die in vain. This kind of person is more hateful than the Lord of Eternity!"
Shi Lei looked at the middle-aged scribe who seemed to be venting, and sighed softly. He could understand the resentment in the other person's heart, but understanding did not mean that he would be the same as the middle-aged scribe.
Thinking in his mind, Shi Lei raised his head, looked at the middle-aged scribe and asked: "In comparison, who do you hate more?"
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