Long Live Summons!

The middle-aged man stared at Yueyang.

Eyes like swords.

Straight into your heart.

Yueyang was frank, he drank alcohol with no concern and chewed on the wings of the chicken in his hand. The middle-aged man did not exist at all. If they were here, Yueyang would probably eat and drink a little song like 'Chicken Wings, I'm Eating’.

“I am a traitor to the Tower of Heaven. Who created it?” The middle-aged literary man stared closely at Yueyang and asked with a blade.

“Whoever he is, it's not me!” Ten thousand years ago, who knows, it's none of your business to hang high, Yueyang students said it doesn't matter.

“So I, who have been wronged, will return here today to recover a fairness and to recover what belongs to me.” The anger of the middle-aged man suddenly vanished, his eyes restored calm and reason, and of course deep hatred and vengeance were inevitably revealed. Now he no longer conceals that he, at this moment, feels like a righteous and obedient avenger.

“Now the Tower of Heaven is mine, and whoever you are, whatever you've done, you're not entitled to take anything from it, even a grain of sand.” Yueyang set out the car and the horses. In the past, you did it yourself. It is now up to Young Master Ben to do the math. He must do it according to his own rules. Otherwise, he is an endless enemy.

“The Tower of Heaven is not yours, even if the future is, not now, not now, then the future is not necessarily.” The middle-aged man laughed: “I have enough strength to take back what belongs to me, nothing happened to you until I got everything back! ”

“That's right!” Yueyang clapped his hands and praised loudly: “As a bad person, how can you cry! You have to take the real side out! ”

Yueyang said that he was very uncomfortable with the words and actions of the middle-aged man.

As a bad person, how come you're not conscious at all?

Must be vicious and barbaric.

Weeping bitterly and hatefully, it was made by poor peasants oppressed by three mountains. Did you destroy the big BOSS that could land thousands of human heads between waves? As a big BOSS, how else would Nima let someone live? Where will the grassroots cry from now on? You've lost all reason. You can't even cry. Is there any reason for this Nima?

The middle-aged man looked coldly at Yueyang and looked like a dead man.

Yueyang Xiaosheng shrugged her shoulders in fear.

Oh, please!

Apart from the worried eyes of the Fourth Lady, apart from the anger of His Majesty, apart from Frost's delicacy and Rain Sister's tears, apart from Princess Ceci's pink fists and flawless sisters' weirdness, apart from the supremely arranged million-order ultra-high difficulty challenge and Sword Spirit Sister has reached ultra-high difficulty training task in one finger, Ben San is afraid of a hair!

I'm scared, okay?

Don't think Young Master Ben is afraid of a lot of things, just bully him!

Young Master Ben has never been afraid of men in his life, let alone traitors like you who have long since reached old age and are still dressed all over the sky! So, for the cold eyes of a middle-aged literary man, crossing a man means very certain.

“If you lay low a little bit, I won't tear you apart, because when I come to waste my saliva, it hurts my self-esteem to pick people's faces. Three good students like me who love peace and respect the elderly, some things are so-so.” Yueyang classmates throw the chicken bones aside and wipe the greasers on their clothes at will: “But being a man can't be too desperate... like you, pretending to be pathetic to deceive other people's sympathy, just because you have a bad heart, really take it as a matter of fact, Ni Sister, is my intelligence that low? Does Master Ben lie like that? ”

Yueyang practically didn't write the word 'smart’ on his forehead to prove that he was a good child with good taste and good moral and physical integrity.

For a middle-aged man, it just seemed like a backward movement.

He only has this review: Advertising!

What's the ad?

According to some straightforward and unsolicited statement, advertising is selling counterfeit medicines to Meow!

This advertisement, there is a hundred words, even a thousand ways to advertise, read and see, who truly believes, then he is a brain-lacking asshole!

Before crossing, eight years old, Yueyang classmate of Dongdong understood what the advertisement was, just to look at the slightest reversal of time, asked him to believe that a grand master ‘Orient’ who could not do more in Tongtian Tower to become a traitor irrespective of the meaning of the Central Temple is a pitiful man, meow, how likely is this?

This possibility is absolutely zero!

It can only be zero!

According to Yueyang students' personal opinion, don't say that Master Ben is an irrelevant outsider. Even if Master Ben is your father, you are my son, I won't believe you so easily, let alone the life and death enemies of a traitor like you!

Don't really believe it, just think about it like that, think about it for half a second, and you'll probably get a slap from the top hating iron and steel.

Even His Majesty could not bear to rush out of the palace and kick his foot out of the clouds.

“I'm afraid to say how intelligent I am, but I'm really not as retarded as you think.” Yueyang's expression was humble, his words were sincere, and he said sincerely to the middle-aged man: “Before I peel your face, let me conclude. Isn't it all blind in the sky tower 10,000 years ago? Even if some people are blind, then not everyone is? Even if the whole tower is blind, what about the will of the tower itself? You can't be blind, can you? Why would anyone in the Tower, why would the will of the Tower, choose a person who pays a thousand times less than you, instead of a pathetic person who allegedly pays a thousand times more blood and tears than I do? I think the simple reason is, God is not blind! Ten thousand years ago, both the Tower of Heaven and the will of the Tower of Heaven made the most correct choice: not to choose you, Shadow Emperor! ”

“Shadow Emperor?” The middle-aged man did not quite understand the new term, which he could understand implicitly, but could not yet be definitively confirmed.

“Yes, yes, you are a Shadow Emperor!” Yueyang is very positive.

“You mean I'm lying?” The middle-aged man laughed, laughed and looked into Yueyang's eyes with disdain: “You admitted it yourself just now, the scene of my repetition, it's all true, now, for a moment, you say I'm lying again? ”

“Real sights can be deceiving too!” Yueyang unnecessarily revealed: “There are many things that are not necessarily the most authentic of what the eyes see. Eyes are the most vulnerable to deception, only the clearest mind is not easily blinded! In the sight of your repetition, I was not at all distracted, which proves that your sight is even fake, because in the process, you covered up your hypocritical heart with the sight! ”

“What did you say?” The middle-aged man looked cold.

“Ah, let's put it this way, it might be more appropriate!” Yueyang looked directly at the middle-aged literary man, and his eyes seemed to look into each other's hearts at once: “You are a superficial and well-known person, in fact, with a great desire to perform and a great desire to be praised. Every time you do something, you're probably thinking, ‘Come see, come see my show, how brave I am, how wise I am, where can I find a handsome and humble genius like me? Everything in the world is in my hands, whether commander of the three armies or the Legion of the Devil's Lands, let me play between my hands. Come and praise me, as soon as I give up my horse, victory will come, as soon as I do, the whole heavens will tremble because of me!’ The reason you resent people is because you didn't reap enough butt. The reason you retaliate against Tianta is because no one in Tianta knows how to appreciate your bad taste! Instead, the Central Temple doesn't lack a butterfly, so you're hanging out there, having a good time, and even being known as the Central Temple's # 1 Wise Man, listen, how comfortable this butterfly is! I guess you must be beautiful, this ass almost didn't float your whole life, if someone ignorantly says you are the wisest person in heaven, you must be angry, because you are not low-key enough, low-key pretending is the kind of funny need in your heart! Am I right? First traitor of the Tower of Heaven, first wise man of the Central Temple and first eastern seniors of Heaven who love to eat their asses! ”

The middle-aged literary man looked iron and blue.

He's never been that angry in his life.

The malicious words of this unclean offspring in front of him were harsher than the arrows of Billy, fiercer than the spears of the spears, and tore his heart apart with great arrogance.

Yueyang was completely unconscious, and he praised himself: "You should be grateful to me. For 10,000 years, no one has understood you. I'm the only one who knows you like butts! So, I'm barely sure your acquaintance has it! ”

“I understand why you retaliate against the Tower of Heaven, a home that is said to be bleeding and weeping? Because I don't like it! You are so brilliant and you have worked so hard to plan for so many years, nobody even knows you, nobody kisses your ass, everyone thinks you're in the wrong place, everyone thinks you don't like ass and reputation in your life, who doesn't want to, they're all wrong! They think that you are the" Oriental "one who does not ask for names, do not ask for goods, clean and elegant, how do you know that you have waited hundreds of years, but no one has come to the door to kiss your ass, no one has insulted you with the vulgar position of commander of the three armies, they are very wrong... what is the result! Obviously, I couldn't stand the day without my ass and finally pretending to be you. I turned to the central temple in that asshole kingdom and became the first wise man.” Yueyang said with great certainty: “People like you have wasted hundreds of thousands of years without harvesting any butt, how can you not feel resentment, how can you not feel vengeance! ”

“Have you said enough?” The middle-aged man's morale turned red in his eyes.

“Almost. One last word.” Yueyang, hurry up and add: “You just said you were going to get back what belonged to you, I now agree, you go to the sixth floor of the Tower of Heaven, I will send a hundred butterflies to kiss your butt every day to ensure your satisfaction! If you don't like it enough, and you don't think it's fun enough to shoot it, then I can add it. It doesn't matter if there are 10,000 assholes. If there aren't so many in the sky tower, we'll try to make it up to you. Find some in the sky. Isn't that the specialty of the Central Temple? Let's go get some Central Temple people. You're welcome, Oriental seniors, you deserve this! ”

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)