Looking at Mi Tian's cold expression, Qingpao still looked calm.
Shocked, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice suddenly sounded: "Actually, I can let Mi Xiaoge go!"
Hearing this, everyone was startled!
Qingpao, are you ready to surrender?
But when everyone's eyes fell on Qingpao's face, they saw his slightly upturned smile.
I couldn't help but throw away my previous thoughts.
Mi Tian, who has gone through countless calculations and stepped into the position of the Holy Son, even if his heart is a little confused, Qing Pao will never let Mi Xiaoge go so easily.
Especially the smile on the corner of the other person's mouth made Mi Tian feel a bad feeling in his heart.
Kill kill kill!
At this time, he knew very well that only by killing the other party could he avoid being hit deeper.
It was just the content of the words spoken by the other party earlier that made him stop.
Qingpao threatened to let his brother Mi Xiaoge go, but he went straight to Qingpao.
It is very likely that Qingpao will put Mi Xiaogla into the water and bury him with him.
Completely disregarding his brother's life and death, this will definitely be considered too mean.
He could only temporarily hide the murderous intention rising in his heart and look at Qingpao quietly.
"You and Mi Xiaoge are brothers. Now is the time to test your deep brotherhood."
The smile on Qingpao's face became brighter and brighter.
His eyes looked around.
Looking at the warriors around him, their eyes fell on him, and his smile became brighter: "As long as you kneel down to me without kowtow, I will let your brother go!"
As soon as these words came out, all the warriors were stunned.
They were very shocked by the questions raised by Qing Pao.
However, he was even more looking forward to what was about to happen, and his eyes fell on Mi Tian.
Mi Tian was also dumbfounded.
The bad thoughts in his mind were indeed not groundless.
He is the young master of the Taishang Pavilion, and he must not kneel down and worship.
Once you kneel down and worship, even for the sake of brotherly love, your status as the Holy Son will definitely be revoked by the Supreme Court.
The Holy Son of Taishangge will never allow any stain.
What's more, he still knelt down to a warrior in a sealed place who only had the legendary realm.
Not only was the Holy Son of Taishang Pavilion not safe, he was even hidden by Taishang Pavilion.
Even if his grandfather is the Supreme Elder of the Supreme Pavilion, he cannot reverse this situation.
After all, at this time, it was not an era when his grandfather could cover the sky with one hand.
Similarly, Mi Tian could confirm from Qingpao's eyes that if he didn't kneel down, Qingpao would never let Mi Xiaoge go.
For a moment, obvious struggle could be seen in Mi Tian's eyes.
But this struggle did not last long and was replaced by a cold and stern look.
This is a turbulent era.
This is an era when all realms are unified and the human race is growing and transforming rapidly.
He is the Holy Son of Taishang Pavilion, and his qualifications are not as good as those of Su Leng and Li Qingshan.
Now he can suppress the two of them. This is the resource that the Holy Son has obtained.
One step first, every step first.
He wants to create his own invincible legend in this turbulent era.
It is absolutely impossible to lose the status of the Holy Son.
Just like this, Mi Tian remained silent. In fact, this was already a choice.
Everyone is very clear about the implications.
Although, Mi Xiaoge was beaten constantly.
After all, this is also a strong man at the peak of yin and yang, and his body is very hard.
It looked bloody and bloody, just some skin trauma.
He sees everything with his eyes.
When he saw the choice of his brother, whom he regarded as his idol, he felt endless sorrow and anger in his heart.
He regards his brother as his idol and his lifelong goal.
It turned out that in the eyes of his brother, he didn't even have any dignity.
"Haha! Ridiculous! So I am a joke! I hate it!"
His eyes were filled with resentful looks.
At this time, in his eyes, even the Qingpao who ravaged him didn't seem so hateful and hateful.
"Forget it! Who told me to be so kind? I decided to give you another chance.
In the Taishang Pavilion, other warriors do not need to kneel to me, as long as they bow their heads in front of me, I can let you go!"
At this moment, Qingpao spoke again.
It seemed that the opportunity was given to Mi Xiaoge again.
Time passed by, but no one lowered their head in front of Qingpao.
At this time, even among those warriors who had called him brothers before, none of them chose to come out.
"I am a really kind person and have given you opportunities again and again. It's just that none of your elder brothers, brothers from the same school, or masters, etc., bowed their heads for you.
I just want to let you go, but I can’t find a reason at all.”
Qingpao's words were filled with sighs.
And what about Mi Tian?
He felt that his face was constantly being inflamed, as if it was swollen into a pig's head.
The anger in my heart is also increasing rapidly.
Just to make him kneel down and throw away his position as the Holy Son of Taishang Pavilion, he would never be able to do such a thing.
"What a great prince. He really responded to those words. Even the deep love between brothers is not worth kneeling down.
The friendship between sect disciples is not worth bending over?
No wonder they completely ignore the many forces.
Because the warriors of Taishang Pavilion don't care about anyone except themselves.
In fact, they are not even as good as those warriors who practice the devil's way in the south of China."
"Is it just not as good? I feel like it's simply impossible to be the same.
Demon cultivators are in hell and their hearts are toward the light.
Their practice of magic comes down to two aspects.
First, it can continuously swallow up the demonic energy in the Demon State and gradually restore the Demon State's original appearance.
Second: Ability to study many mysteries of the demon clan.
As the saying goes, if you want to understand a race, you must first experience everything about this race.
Martial arts training and physical transformation are all included.
Only by controlling the shortcomings of the demons can we kill the demons with twice the result with half the effort."
"So that's it. Previously, I still looked down on the so-called demon cultivators.
I almost worship the so-called Holy Land Taishangge. Now it seems that I was wrong. I was really too young! I really want to apologize."
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Some warriors from the eight major families also looked disdainful.
The warriors from the Holy Land of Creation around him were unscrupulous and mocking without concealment.
Those aristocratic families in the Chinese world are slightly weaker forces, although they have not said it out loud.
However, his expression also became cold.
"Haha! Even my own clansmen and fellow sects can watch him die without being indifferent.
When the demons come, or when the world merges, and there is a battle with alien races, can we really expect them to shed their blood for the sake of the human race?
I saw the enemy appear, and before there was a fight, they became the leading party!"
At this moment, a burst of words rang out, which was truly shocking. (To be continued)