Liu Shiba roared like a surprise, startling Tongtian Cult Master and Taoist Hongjun who were grinding their teeth to consume brain cells.
"You brat, you--if you don't leave now, when will you wait? You want to toast me a glass of wine because you think my death is not smooth enough?"
Tongtian's face was ferocious, and his suppressed anger broke out without warning, and he spat out a violent curse towards Liu Shiba.
"Jiejiejiejiejie! Shouga... That's right. It doesn't matter if you die, because you are worthless.
However, as long as Liu Shiba is willing to recognize current affairs as a hero, I promise not to harm the lives and interests of you and your subordinates."
Seeing the excitement, Hongjun didn't mind that there were too many things going on, and even added some extra fuel and jealousy.
Liu Shiba's complexion alternated between red and black, and he had to suffer from both sides of the pain. There was no way to explain this aggrievedness.
"Tomson, he died just now! According to what you said, if the fifty-four apertures are short of one, the tunnel to the ground cannot be opened, so it is useless for me to worry."
After squinting and thinking for a few seconds, Liu Shiba stood in the dilapidated Observation Hall and looked up at the leader of Tongtian Cult floating in the void, and made the following explanation.
"Bastard? I just sensed that that guy Tomson is still breathing. If you are fast enough, you can forcefully open the passage before he completely freezes..."
Tongtian was furious and cursed through gritted teeth.
He was really worried. He was fighting for his life. What was Liu Shiba doing? He was just standing there beeping. Now...
Now that Tomson is dead, there should be no one left to fill the hole for you, right?
Now, let’s all burp together!
"Boy! I'm kind and kind, just hand over the valuable fragments of the gold-touching iron plate, plus the rubbing map left by Ange that was engraved in the Tower of Babel, and that's it!"
Hongjun looked at Tongtian triumphantly, couldn't help but sarcastically, and then looked at Liu Shiba with approval and smiled.
Finally, Hongjun tightened his face slightly, lowered his head, and looked at a broken bowl that Liu Shiba had pulled out of nowhere in his hand with confusion.
That bowl was too horrible to look at. In other words, everyone at the moment could crush the bowl and chopsticks that had just been made from smelly mud. There was a small pool of oil stains in it...
Hongjun's momentum slowly increased, he pursed his lips and smiled and said:
"Those who know how to do things are distinguished. You're a good boy! Are you drinking for Tongtian's Zhuangxing?"
Liu Shiba had no expression on his face, but in his mind he was deducing the fierce battle that was about to happen. He looked at Tongtian after careful consideration and said with an extremely sincere expression:
"Senior Tongtian, we have been together for a long time after all! No matter who dies, everyone will be sad after all.
I took a look just now and saw that Tomson had burped after the oil had run out, and the fifty-four purple lights were still not activated.
At this time, we all knew that today was doomed. During this period, I pulled it with my hands and found that there was a small glass of home-brew wine in my arms. I made a clay bowl and gave you one last glass. "
After saying that, Liu Shiba's expression was still very hesitant, and he respectfully handed the wine bowl mixed with mud to the leader of Tongtian who looked silly and cute!
"Senior is very generous, you'd better take the first step! We'll be there soon."
Liu Shiba was unhappy, sighed again, and hummed a strange tune.
"uh-huh!"
Before anyone could be surprised, Liu Shiba looked directly at Hongjun and said with a smile:
"No matter who lives or dies in this battle, what will we do after it ends?"
Hongjun said calmly:
"Then you take your people and you're free!"
Tongtian held the bowl and stared at the boss, "What is this? It has no fragrance?"
