Slap!
A slap.
Bing Ming started to spin like a top on the table.
The Flood Witch was a little angry and said, "I miscalculated, so what? Can't I? It's not enough for one of you to come out and say it. You actually calculated several people at once! What do you mean? "
Thunder Daoist and You Xingchen were flabbergasted.
What do you mean?
You miscalculated, but you don't let me say it? You don't let me correct you?
This is only here. If you miscalculated this kind of question in school, you would be punished to stand on the platform, okay?
Thunder Taoist ignored him, "The upper limit of each family is 10,000 people, but the space is unstable. To be safe, each family has an upper limit of 8,000 people. Among them, 3,000 are Nascent Soul, 3,000 are Transforming Cloud, 1,200 are Royal God, and 800 are Returning Mystery."
The Flood Witch muttered, "Why is the difference so big … I've lost a lot of face this time …"
On the table, the Deep Ice Witch couldn't stand it anymore. Even though he had been twisted into a ball by his boss, even though he was still spinning like a top, he couldn't stop his gloating mood from coming up.
He felt that if he didn't speak now, he would definitely suffocate to death.
When he finally stopped spinning, his head was still a little dizzy, but he couldn't wait anymore. He shook his head and stood on the table, saying sarcastically, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this level of calculation is indeed the best in the world. Hahaha, last place."
The Flood Witch said gloomily, "So you're so eloquent. It's really an eye-opener!"
She grabbed Bing Ming and squeezed hard.
Bing Ming Senior made a squeaking sound and felt that his original strength was almost squeezed out. He wailed loudly, "Boss, please spare my life. I won't dare, I won't dare anymore …"
When Flood let go, Bing Ming Senior's waist had become as thick as a little finger, his belly almost reached his ankles, and his neck was four or five times thicker than his head.
Lying on the table, he gasped for breath and said, "If I had shit out of me just now … I think it would have spat in Boss's mouth … Fortunately, I held it in … Boss owes me a favor …"
With a slap, the Flood directly hit Lie Huo's face. The Flood Witch was unable to restrain her anger. "Lie Huo, the next time you let your brother-in-law appear in front of me, I will hammer your entire family to death, one by one!"
The Great Inferno Magus was scared out of his wits. "Boss, please calm down."
He hurriedly put his brother-in-law's grotesquely shaped body into his pocket. Then, he heard a voice coming from his pocket. The voice was faint, but it was still sarcastic, "Tsk, tsk, tsk … You can't catch the rabbit and eat the dog … Boss, this is all you can do …"
Raging Inferno's face turned green.
He took it out of his pocket, tore off a few pieces of his robe, and wrapped them tightly around Xiao's body. Then, he stuffed a hemp seed into Xiao's mouth. After thinking about it, he still felt that it was not safe, so he simply covered Xiao's eyes and ears before putting it back into his pocket.
However, after a few movements, he was already sweating profusely.
The Flood Witch's cold eyes kept moving around the Great Inferno Magus's face, full of malice.
Obviously, I, your brother-in-law, have had enough. Lie Huo, why don't you blow me up!
The Great Inferno Magus's face was pale. He shrank his body and sat in the chair, lowering his head deeply, trying his best to reduce his presence …
There was a whining sound of struggling in his pocket.
Obviously, the Great Inferno Magus still had something to say, but in this situation … he couldn't say it.
Everyone present had a strange expression. They wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to. Each and every one of them had a hard time holding it in.
"Three thousand Nascent Soul Transformation, three thousand Cloud Transformation, one thousand two hundred Imperial Spirit, eight hundred Profound Returning …"
Zuo Changlu softly read this number and couldn't help but exhale softly.
The military could have fewer Nascent Soul Transformation cultivators. Instead, they could choose talented youths from various major martial arts to enter and gain experience. However, there would be more cultivators from the three realms above Cloud Transformation in the military.
After all, the survival ability of cultivators in the military was stronger, and they were more valuable for the future!
"This number, has it been decided?" Zuo Changlu asked.
"It has been decided."
Taoist Thunder said, "Now, The Flood Witch and Great Magus Dankong need to check the situation of the Crown Prince's School in seven days. After confirming that it has stabilized, they can enter. I don't think there will be a big problem. So, we can start to choose now."
He paused and said, "The Dao League has already started to prepare for the follow-up. As for the Umno Alliance and the Astral Souls, they haven't started yet. "
Zuo Changlu nodded and said, "If that's the case, Xiaohu."
The King Of Zuolu and Yun Zhonghu immediately stepped forward and said, "Master."
"After this banquet, ask the Four Great Marshals, all the ministers, and the Ministers of the Cabinet to discuss this matter. We have to decide as soon as possible. This matter has a lot to do with the follow-up and can't be delayed. Those political tricks are not appropriate at this time." Zuo Changlu said.
"Yes, I understand."
The King Of Zuolu hesitated for a moment and said, "Nan Zhengqian, Chief Nan …"
"What's wrong?"
"Chief Nan has always wanted to return to the Southern Army. He has already found someone to take over the Ministry of Finance. However, you didn't agree to this matter, and Old Master Nan strongly opposed it …" The King Of Zuolu coughed.
Zuo Changlu couldn't help but ponder.
Wu Yuting asked, "Old Master Nan's health hasn't improved. I don't know if his internal injuries have gotten better over the years."
The King Of Zuolu said in a low voice, "I'm afraid Old Master Nan doesn't have many years left … Just a few days ago, he called me and said he was going to the front line …"
Zuo Changlu and the others fell silent. The Grand Shamans of the Umno Alliance on the opposite side also looked serious and solemn.
If Old Master Nan, who didn't have many years left to live, went to the front line, there was only one purpose.
That was to find a high-ranking member of the Umno Alliance to be buried with him.
Or to find the elite troops of the Umno Alliance to be buried with him.
Even though these old masters' lifespans were exhausted and their vitality was at the end of their lives, their combat strength was still not to be underestimated.
At the last moment, they let go of all their internal injuries and burst out to the limit. Dragging a master of the Umno Alliance to be buried with them was already the most conservative estimate.
It was a good idea to take a group of "old friends" to the underworld with him.
For the Astral Souls of the human race, especially for the military, this was not uncommon.
Because of this, the Umno Alliance deeply hated this kind of thing, but at the same time, they also admired it and gasped in amazement.
Only people like this could be called heroes!
Zuo Changlu sighed deeply and said, "Please bear with it for a few more years. Give him a Crisis Reversal Pill."
"Old Master Nan has already taken one Crisis Reversal Pill. He refused to take another one, saying it would be a waste."
The King Of Zuolu said, "Now, the Crisis Reversal Pill can only provide Old Master Nan with less than two years of life."
Zuo Changlu said decisively, "Tell him it's my order and he must take it. At most, in four years, I will let him die in glory. It won't be a problem for him to go down in history! "
"Yes."
The King Of Zuolu agreed.
Zuo Zhanglu let out a sigh and said slowly, "Many of these old fogeys, who had been through hundreds of battles and risked their lives, even after leaving the army, were still unwilling to bring their cultivation base to the yellow soil before they died."
"They are not willing to die on the sickbed."
"Most of them have chosen to go to the front line again and put an end to their lives with a brilliant explosion."
"This is also the last contribution they have made to the world they have fought for all their lives. Of course, it is also the last glory they have added to their families and their descendants. "
"We have to take care of both public and private interests. We can't ignore their private interests because of the public interest, but we can't ignore their sacrifice and righteousness because of our private interests. "
"We have to give them the favor they deserve."
Zuo Changlu sighed softly, "Little Yu, what do you think?"
The Heavenly King of the Right was in charge of the battle. Almost all the commanders of the four sides were controlled by him.
You Dongtian understood what Zuo Changlu was asking. He said in a low voice, "I think that Nan Zhengqian's return to the Southern Army is imperative."
"The Demon Alliance's return is imminent. I'm afraid that it will be a life and death battle as soon as they return. The Southern Army doesn't have a backbone now. Even with the command of the Southern Army, it is still the weakest link among the four sides. If we let Nan Zhengqian return when the battle is about to start, there will be no buffer time. It will be difficult for our combat strength to reach its peak. It is very likely that it will cause a gap in the battle line and collapse thousands of miles away. "
"Moreover, the Umno Alliance is about to march on a large scale and train their flesh and blood."
You Dongtian said, "If Nan Zhengqian is not there, I'm afraid that the Umno Alliance will really swallow the Southern Army."
On the other side.
Great Shaman Dan Kong said, "That's right. The Southern Army has no commander. We have been coveting it for a long time. If it wasn't for the fact that the boss has always had some misgivings about the future situation, I'm afraid that he would have already taken action to eliminate your Southern Army. "
"You have always had some misgivings about the future situation?"
Zuo Changlu looked at The Flood Witch, "You have always had misgivings about the future situation? When? "
The Flood Witch said deeply, "When the Umno Alliance … just returned."
“！！！”
Everyone was a little surprised.
Even Zuo Changlu and the others never expected that The Flood Witch's plan was so long-term.
The Flood Witch said, "Since the Dao Alliance and the Umno Alliance can return, then the Demon Alliance and the others will definitely return. Therefore, the Umno Alliance's initial strategic target was never you. It was the Demon Race! "
The Flood Witch's face was full of confidence, and she said lightly, "Otherwise, in the first few years after I returned from the Umno Alliance, how could the Dao Alliance and the Astral Souls of the Human Race, who had been crippled by the Dao Alliance stop the Umno Alliance's army?"
"I only needed to take eleven brothers to the front line and completely suppress the masters of the Dao Alliance. At that time, we could have already unified the continent!"
"But at that time, unification had no meaning. Because after unification, the Umno Alliance's management ability was not good enough. It could only make people angry, and even the Umno Alliance itself would be corroded. "
"The reason why we tried so hard to return from the starry sky was because … for so many years, even though we were drifting outside, the pressure was not great. The new generation of the Umno Alliance had a serious gap, and there were almost no geniuses."
"Without the crisis of life and death, how could there be a breakthrough?"
"Even until now, this gap has not been patched up. In the new generation, there were no masters who could match the twelve of us. "
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