Bug Master In Doomsday

"Wang Mang?! Is the leader of that superpower? Sovereign, if I take the liberty to ask, is the purpose of this action ordered by the ancestor?"

Sitting in the third seat of the first row, a childlike face with a crane hair, a fat elder turned a pair of dark iron **** in his hand, and squinted his eyes directly at Cangqing on the stage.

Cang Qing turned to look at him with a stern face, and said in a serious tone: "It was indeed the ancestor who ordered it. Do you have any comments on Cangfu?"

"Since it was the ancestor's order, I naturally have no objection to Cangfu. It's just that this elder's candidate can be replaced. His brother Cangji has low skills and poor academic skills. Even our sect's most quintessential thunder method is only mastered. On the seventh floor, I feel that he is completely incapable of this action."

Cangfu's tone was full of contempt for his own brother Cangji, but no one in the room could tell that he was reluctant to carry out this almost deadly mission... People in the world often say that cultivating immortals is ruthless, and once you enter the door, your loved ones are nothing but the past.

This is true. There is no time for cultivating immortals, and the life expectancy of a cultivator is hundreds of years. The strongest person may be just a retreat practice. The parents who gave birth to themselves will be turned into a handful of loess, but the more so, that can The relatives who accompany oneself are more and more precious.

Cangfu Cangji and his brothers worshipped into the Canglangmen at the age of seventeen. Now they have been more than three hundred years old. Seeing their own brother die? Cangfu shook his head, indicating that he couldn't do it.

"Then Cangfu, do you mean to defy the ancestors?" Cang Qing stared at Cangfu with a pair of dazzling eyes, and the corner of his eyes swept past the elders sitting beside him. .

Cangfu's slightly fat face also became ugly, and his five fingers like eagle claws could not help but grab the handrails. He looked directly at Cang Qing without showing any weakness, and said with a cold snort, "Cang Qing, you can Don't tag me, why did I say that I would disobey the ancestor's order?

I just said that my brother’s ability is low and not enough to carry out this task. As the law enforcement elder of the sect, don’t I even have the qualifications to make an opinion? ! "

As soon as Cangfu spoke, the atmosphere in the entire conference hall suddenly became stagnant and stiff. A faint smell of gunpowder smoke diffused from Cang Qing and Cang Fu's eyes.

There are more than a dozen elders, at least seven or eight are faintly standing on Cangfu's side. Most of them are elders in the elders, and even the unqualified suzerain can be deposed.

As Cangfu was the most important seat of the elders, his colleagues naturally stood on his side.

Unexpectedly, even the elders who had been close to Cang Qing in the past bowed their heads slightly at this moment, and did not dare to look directly into his eyes.

Even his own son can be sent to the battlefield decisively, the party is the same, and sheltering the party feathers is what a qualified suzerain should do. At this time, Cang Qing made them a little bit chill...

"Good, good!" Standing on the stage, Cang Qing was almost forced to a corner without steps by these silent elders.

At this moment, his face is extremely bad, and the three beautiful beards under his jaw are a little messy because of the trembling body. He coldly looks at the elders who are contending with his silence, and brings the palm-sized sovereign token to the front of the stage. Throw it.

"I, Cang Qing, voluntarily went to the Nanshan Isolated Island to practice in retreat. This suzerain, your elders, can choose another one." The indifferent voice echoed in the conference hall with his leaving voice.