The saint was actually defeated by these people in front of him!

He was deeply shocked, and then he couldn't believe it. When he came to his senses, he was deeply confused.

Hope for thousands of years and waiting for thousands of years have turned into a bubble?

He couldn't believe it.

With a "knock" sound, something suddenly broke in my heart.

"Du, still want to fight?" Qiansui suddenly slapped the table with a palm, scaring Zhuang Nanjia, who was dazed, so scared her. She heard her scream, "Your master is defeated by us!"

Zhuang Nanjia's face turned pale and turned pale. He opened his mouth for the first time in his life but didn't know what to say.

This was so big that his mind was in chaos, so how could he have the usual twilight moment?

Qiansui also saw that his defense was broken and he thought that this time was once a lifetime: "Now the victory and defeat have been decided, your persistence is meaningless, you really don't plan for yourself?"

"What are you planning?" Zhuang Nanjia only felt funny, but his cheeks were stiff and he couldn't laugh. The saint lost, and the ghost clan was at the end of his journey. In the end, only more than ten people including Jia Baoshan were left in the same clan. What's the need to survive like this?

For thousands of years, these undead souls have struggled to rise and fall in another world with all their might. What are they pursuing?

The light in his eyes dimmed little by little.

Uh... Qiansui couldn't help but press his temple. Did she make a big effort and hit this guy with no fun?

After all, the power of sudden collapse of life beliefs can make people lose all their hopes.

This is not good, very bad. They still have a deal and haven't done it.

"Are you not going to take revenge?" Qiansui clicked the table, "It was Jiabaoshan who betrayed the saint; and, do you want to hand over the position of the God envoy to Jiabaoshan? There are still hundreds of tribe members there..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhuang Nanjia suddenly looked up: "What did you say?"

"I said, if it weren't for Jiabaoshan's news, Yan Xiaosan and I might have fallen into the trap of the saint..."

"No, the last sentence!" Zhuang Nanjia interrupted her, "You said, we still have hundreds of tribe members?"

"Yes." Chitose shrugged, looking at him slowly, "Oh--intriguing! It seems you don't know yet?"

He had never heard of it! Zhuang Nanjia quickly calmed down and his mind finally began to work: "Every compatriot who escaped from the hidden danger has recorded names here. Where did these hundreds of people emerge?"

At that time, the hidden destruction was about to be destroyed, and there were only a few human skins available, so there were very few ghosts who finally escaped into the world.

As a result, the foolish sea god envoy attacked Taoyuan and the entire tribe of his tribe was wiped out!

Whenever Zhuang Nanjia thought about this, he hated him unforgettably. However, Asura's statement made him both suspicious and expectant.

"I haven't reported to you." Chitosei said, "Did you forget Jia Baoshan's talent?"

Creating a dream? Zhuang Nanjia's mind flashed and he suddenly realized.

Yes, Jia Baoshan has a talent that is endless and he claims to be a "dream maker". So, are these hundreds of people hiding in his dreams?

This statement was absurd at first, but when I thought about it carefully, even he felt it was possible.

Most importantly, Jiabaoshan had already mentioned suggestions and plans to continuate ethnic groups!

So, this old boy secretly fooled hundreds of tribe members before the hide-and-seek closure, and was all stuck in a dream and brought into the world?

But he was still a little bit disbelief and asked tentatively: "They, are they still in Jiabaoshan's dream?"

Qiansui smiled and said, "You are also looking at people's eyes. Hiding in the 'past' of the holy tree is so calm. Is it a whimsical way to live in the dream woven by Jiabaoshan?"

Zhuang Nanjia said in a stern voice: "That's different!"

Qiansui observed his expression and said, "If I remember correctly, the 'past' created by the holy tree for you is also called the 'emerald dream'. Is this dream fundamentally different from that dream?"

She smiled softly: "I think it's just the saint's objection, so the others don't agree."

Zhuang Nanjia kept silent.

She said it correctly, and Jiabaoshan's advice was not supported by any leader, whether it was him, the sea god or the saint.

The dream was created by Jiabao. In the dream, he was equivalent to the creator and had supreme power.

This is something that God's messengers and saints cannot tolerate.

But for now, the news about "Jiabaoshan's dream of private Tibetans" is a great thing, and it seems that there is still a little more reliable.

After a while, Zhuang Nanjia spoke: "I still have hundreds of tribes alive. How can I know the truth or falsehood of this statement?"

"What does it have to do with me?" Qiansui was impatient and spread his hands, "You should go to Jiabaoshan for verification in this kind of thing."

However, Jiabaoshan has regained the right of way to Qianhong Villa. Not only can he leave, but he can also swagger to participate in games and gambling games.

If Zhuang Nanjia disagreed with Asura's transaction request, he would never see Jia Baoshan again and would not have the chance to verify it.

So after all, the essence of this transaction is to sell him a hope?

Zhuang Nanjia's mouth and tongue are dry:

"Can you give me another glass of water?"

"No." Qiansui stood up and looked down at him from a high position. "You have wasted a lot of my time, and I rushed into the game to play. Either you nod your head now, or you will be here to cultivate your body and cultivate your character for the rest of your life."

The two looked at each other for more than ten days, and they were evaluating each other.

Qiansui sneered: "Very good, backbone." After that, he picked up the golden scale on the table, turned around and left.

Her pace was firm and she would not come back this time.

The material preparation room is not big, Asura can reach the door in just three or two steps.

"Slow down!" Asura was about to push the door when Zhuang Nanjia's gloomy voice finally came from behind him, saying the three words she wanted to hear the most, "I agree!"

Finally agreed! A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Just a little bit, it immediately dissipated when it turned around.

Zhuang Nanjia then said, "But I have an additional condition: after handing over my cultivation, Mrs. Qianhong must allow me to move freely in the villa and enjoy the normal rights of guests!"

The attendant was about to speak, but he took the lead: "Just like Jiabaoshan."

If Jiabaoshan provides help to Mrs. Qianhong and Asura, he can repay the crime, and then he should receive the same treatment.

The attendant spoke: "This is letting the tiger return to the mountain!"

Releasing a Jiabaoshan is enough for her to be wary of. Does even Zhuang Nanjia want to act freely now?

Hearing that she disagreed, Chitose stood up and said, "Borrow a step to speak?"

She walked out of the preparation room and closed the door with her backhand before saying to the guard standing outside: "Without the saint taking the lead, Zhuang Nanjia and Jiabaoshan can't cause any storm."

Mrs. Qianhong expressed her dissatisfaction through the guards: "This is a deal between you and Zhuang Nanjia, what does it have to do with me? I agree to let him leave the villa, which is already very kind."
Chapter completed!