Thunder Martial

St. Lentoine's conversation with Purple was extremely brief, with very few words, but the information leaked was shocking to all.

In an instant, the St. Len family still had seven pints, and their faces changed dramatically.

“Inel, why are you doing this?” Seven pints from the St. Len family said.

St. Lentoine turned around and stared at each other coldly, "Call me St. Lentoine, or waste, because I can't bear the name! ”

No one could have imagined that such a scene would appear.

Saint Lentoine, undoubtedly the first native to form allies with Purple.

“Ian, this is a big joke. Hasn't the family done you any harm in all these years?” The St. Len family's seven pints said again, with an ugly smile on his face.

“Of course there was no harm done to me. When I joined my life in the contribution I received from Purple, it was all taken away by you. For centuries, I was a scum that everyone in the Saint Lund family hated. My father was a drunk who everyone spit on. The family was excellent for both our fathers and sons.” St. Lentoin coldly said.

“This could be a misunderstanding, a so-called jade mystery, and we are also grinding your heart.” The seven pints said again.

At this time, with a word from St. Lentoine, they can live. What's the harm in shamelessness?

St. Lentoine, whose face had become angry, suddenly laughed and said: "You have finally begged like dogs in front of me. In fact, I thought about it carefully and thought it was a misunderstanding. After all, it is important to hone your mind. ”

The smile on Seven Pints' face was stiff, but he didn't dare to get angry. He nodded with a smile. “Yes, this is a misunderstanding. ”

St. Lenton smiled on his face and said again: "If it is a misunderstanding, let the St. Lenton family die together with all six pints! ”

“What?” Seven pints stared at St. Lentoine and thought he heard it wrong.

Saint Lentoine ignored each other, but turned to look at Purple, apparently telling him it wasn't a joke.

“Little beast, you have to die! ”

The seven pints drank furiously towards St. Lentoine's death.

St. Lentoine stared at each other coldly and said, "I'm dead, the St. Lentons are gone! ”

Seven statues stalled and stared at him with resentment.

St. Lentoin said coldly: "If you are truly doing this for your family, I can not blame you, or even leave you alone, to live in the world." But your purpose is not for the family, but for your own immortality! So, for the sake of family growth, I invite you to die! Rest assured, I will not forget your devotion to the family and will give you a card shop in the family hall. ”

“Little bastard, I should have killed you!” This seven-pointed man is poisonous.

Behind him, the old man who had let Saint Lentoine roll, was also shaking with anger.

Zijuan looked at the spirits beside him.

The spirits nodded and a ray of light fell from the air, falling on these seven and six grades.

As a spirit, he knows exactly how many seven and six pints the St. Lund family still have in the city today, and he knows very well.

Though it would be inappropriate for him to do so, these people died in exchange for other aboriginal people in the city, and he was willing to do so.

The light fell, and all six and seven of the Saints died.

Looking at the body on the ground, St. Lentoin sighed heavily, then turned around and looked at Purple and said, “We had a deal, you have to push me to head the house. ”

Purple smiled and nodded with a smile: "Now you are the head of the St. Len family! ”

Saint Lentoine frowned slightly: "This is too much, isn't it? ”

"No, you can do it if you want to be the ally of all the forces in the First Nations," said Purple. ”

Saint Lentoine's eyes shine, “Okay? I was only one pint, before that was the waste of everyone's eyes. ”

“Sure, whoever doesn't want to die! ”

Zijuan looked back at the natives and said, "Anyone refuse? Objections are welcome. ”

Apparently all of these men were human, and immediately held their fists against St. Lentoine and said: "Bye, Alliance Lord! ”

Listening to these neat and bright voices, Saint Lentoin said with a laugh: "It's still too much, but I love it! ”

As a result, only St. Lentoine, the king of one pint, became the ally of all First Nations forces, taking away all the six and seven dead points, and then converting them all into resources.

His dealings with Purple Pearl, at a minimal cost, were the greatest reward, and this would be discussed for many years to come.

Saint Lentoine became the head of the family and took over the family, during which no protests were heard.

Because as long as Purple lives, they have no guts to resist.

Purple did not communicate with any other gods, just told the Iron Sword that the next nightmare force could join the Iron Sword force when they arrived.

Naturally, there is no objection to this Iron Sword.

The other Seven Grade Divine Clans in the city intentionally communicated with the Purple Sword through the Iron Sword, but were directly rejected by the Purple Sword.

When he was attacked, these people were too lazy to do what they did, and he naturally had nothing to talk about with them.

Next he rests in the city, waiting for the city to settle down.

The Divine Nation is completely liberated, can redeem resources at low prices, and can awaken its strength free of charge.

Their hearts are greatly thankful for the violets.

St. Lentoine took control of the family and, after everything stabilized, opted directly for closure.

His realm is too low, now he has purple help, nobody dares to resist him, once purple leaves, without strength, his situation will be difficult.

Fortunately, the St. Lund family is now out of six and seven grades, which makes it much less difficult to control.

After St. Lentoine's closure, his father took over the family on his behalf.

There are families in charge, and his father no longer drinks.

At this point, just look up and you can see the sphere of the core trading place, where all the gods can redeem their resources anytime, anywhere.

The old man claiming to be the Spirit of the Array disappeared. No one in the city had seen him before, including the Iron Sword. If it hadn't been for this appearance, the other party might never have appeared.

Now that everything is back on track, the Spirit has replaced the rules and taken control of everything here, and if anyone breaks them, they will be punished by the rules.

The realm breaks through, and Purple is also aware of the knife intent, so I haven't been idle lately.

He stayed alone in the city and Paige went out to fight with the Dark Sky Ants.

It has been decided to leave, and Purple will naturally not forget the resources here.

The resources here are constant, so he can bring them back to the divine realm if he is redeemed for so many contributions.

The waiting time is long, about another 50 years, purple thinks we should discuss some details of going back with Shitty Heaven. If Shitty Heaven can take him away and bring him back, it would be great.