Chapter two thousand five hundred and sixteen choose one from two
"Fortune teller, let me see where you are going to hide?" A cold and arrogant woman held a knife in her hand, and the blade was placed on the neck of an old man holding a cloth banner. .
"Ahem...what are you doing...put the knife down quickly...we are old friends...let's talk if you have anything to say..." the old man said with a grimace.
"If I don't put the knife on your neck, I'm afraid you'll run away again." Isa looked at the old man coldly and said.
"How could it be? It's too late for me to be happy to see you, old man. How could I run away?" The old man said with a forced smile, pushing the knife on his neck with his fingers, trying to push the knife away.
"Stop talking nonsense, I've been looking for you for so long, it's time for you to fulfill your bet." Isa's face was expressionless, but the knife in her hand was firmly placed on the old man's neck, so that the old man had to retract his hand in embarrassment.
"That's what you said. You said it, I would have been fine a long time ago, but you never came to me. I thought you didn't need it anymore." The old man had a look of realization on his face.
"Where is he?" Isa didn't want to argue. She had been looking for the old man for a long time and finally found him.
The old man seemed to be very depressed and said: "The estimated time was already too long. They must have run away long ago."
Seeing that Isa's face was wrong, the old man quickly continued: "But don't worry, I will recalculate it for you right now. Three minutes. Give me three minutes, old man. I promise to calculate the whereabouts of the gold coin for you immediately."
After hearing what the old man said, Isa's face improved a little.
"I'm going to tell you now, don't chop around with a knife all day long, stay with a beautiful girl, she won't be able to get married if you continue like this." The old man carefully pushed away the knife on his neck.
This time Isa didn't insist. She casually returned the knife to the scabbard, stared at the old man coldly and said, "You only have three minutes. After three minutes, I still don't know where the gold coins are. I don't know whether I will get married or not. You
I will definitely get married."
"Shall I get married?" The old man was slightly startled, not knowing what Isa meant by this.
"I will personally send you to be Pluto's son-in-law." Isa snorted coldly.
The old man shook his head and smiled bitterly, stretched out his hand to calculate for a moment, looked up at Isa and said: "I lost the bet, I have to admit this, the position has been calculated, but I calculated two positions, one is the position of the gold coin
, one is the position of your apprentice, you know my rules, I only lost to you once, so I can only tell you one position, which one do you want to hear?"
"Han Sen is still alive?" Isa asked with a frown.
"Alive, but the situation is not very good. If no one goes to save him, I'm afraid..." The old man did not continue, but just shook his head and sighed.
"Is there any hope?" Isa frowned for a moment and asked again.
"Yes, you will be saved if you go." The old man nodded and said.
"Where is he?" Isa then asked.
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"Miss, are Long Yi and Diarob really going to kill the golden armored general?" In the core area, a Kate girl who looked like a slave girl looked curiously at the woman in yellow shirt sitting on the bow of the boat and said.
"They have spent so much manpower and material resources, and they obviously won't just do it for show." The woman in yellow has a beautiful face and looks young. She seems to be only about twenty years old, but her eyes are full of wisdom and enthusiasm.
Understanding, as if he has already seen through all kinds of situations in the world.
"The strength of the golden-armored god general is almost comparable to that of the deified aliens outside. Can they really kill him? I heard that they invited a human named Jin Coin to take action this time. It seems that they have great expectations for him. Really
I don’t understand, a small race that I have never heard of, got the first place in the Marquis level on the list of genetic beings by luck. The level of genetic evolution cannot be too high. How can geniuses like Long Yi and Diarob put their hopes in it?
On a guy like that?" the maid asked puzzledly.
The woman in yellow shirt smiled: "Make the best use of things. Expensive things don't necessarily have to be useful. Things have to be used correctly. I just don't know if Long Yi and Diarob used them correctly."
"Miss, Xiaodie doesn't understand these principles, but miss, with your territory in the clan, you can definitely choose the geniuses from the Huangji clan. Some of them have already been promoted to deification, which can save you a lot of trouble. Why do you
But you gave up that choice and wanted to choose your silkworms from other races? Although Long Yi and Diarob are very powerful, they are only half-deified after all. Compared with those from the Huangji clan, they are still somewhat inferior.
How about that?" the maid asked again with wide eyes.
The woman in yellow shirt blinked her eyes and said: "I didn't say not to choose the Huangji Clan, but although the bloodline of the Huangji Clan is strong, it has almost reached a bottleneck in its evolution to this day. Even with my help, if you want to go further
It's also very difficult, I prefer guys who will keep improving."
"Is there any difference? They will eventually reach the same position as the Huangji Clan." Xiaodie still didn't understand.
The woman in yellow shirt smiled and said: "For example, some people like to buy an adult dog directly to look after the shelter, but I prefer to buy a cub, feed it slowly by myself, and see it grow up every day. This is also
A pleasure.”
Xiaodie seemed to understand a little, thought for a while and said: "Miss, do you mean that Long Yi and Diarob are puppies, while those from the Huangji tribe are adult dogs?"
"Absolutely." The woman in yellow shirt laughed and said, "It's not just Long Yi and Diarob, other races can do it as well. Even if you want to raise a dog, you have to choose a breed, and you have to choose one with potential.
"
"Who do you think has more potential, Long Yi or Diarob?" Xiaodie looked curious.
"It doesn't look bad. In terms of potential, it should be no worse than the princes and daughters of the Huangji clan, but it's not the best either." The woman in yellow shirt sighed softly: "After seeing so many, the best one is still the one from Zhentian Palace.
Yu Shanxin and Lone Bamboo are also good, but unfortunately they have already been booked by others."
"Isn't that bad?" Xiaodie said in surprise.
"It's not that bad. There is never a shortage of geniuses in the universe. I still have time, so I just have to look for them slowly. Let's go see Long Yi and Diarob. Maybe there will be surprises." The woman.
Those charming eyes like stars looked at the starry sky in the distance, seeming to have thought of something interesting. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a slight smile, and murmured to himself: "The Supreme Being forgets his love, even though he has great
Love is a bit boring."
Many superior clansmen knew that Long Yi and Diarob wanted to join forces to kill the golden-armored god general, and they were all paying attention to their actions.
At the appointed time, Han Sen followed Long Yi and Diarob towards the galaxy where the golden-armored god general was.
There are a total of eleven half-step deifieds and six kings in their line, most of whom are dragons and destructors, with only a few two or three other races.
Although Long Yi and Diarob could still find more half-step deifications to help them, they did not do so. This operation could not be accomplished with just a large number of people. Cooperation and trust were more important.