The spaceship stopped, and the Nami businessman on the ship led his subordinates to walk down very well. Xiaotian also walked slowly with the crowd.

Wait, who is this? Pangu is waiting at the entrance for thousands of years, naturally he is very familiar with the members of this ship. It doesn’t matter if he occasionally changes his face, but today’s face is a little wrong. Just from the other party’s temperament, I don’t think he is a businessman, and with his strength as the top god, he can’t see through the other party.

"Sir, this is my distant relative. I admire the human race and insist on coming to see it." The fat boss quickly stepped forward and said with a smile.

Pangu was unmoved and directly pulled out his weapons and stared at the other party with his eyes tightly. At the same time, the team members behind him also informed the situation here in tacit understanding.

The situation changed too quickly, and a trace of bitterness appeared on the fat boss's face. How could he bring such a wood onto the boat? I said you're saying something!

Seeing that the situation began to smell like gunpowder, Xiaotian still kept tilting his head and buying a high-top expression to see Pangu.

"Your pass?" Pangu asked with caution, without his body in his position of attacking at any time.

Xiaotian smiled slightly. He didn't want to waste time here. How could a god just be too lazy to hold on to himself? The space changed, Xiaotian's figure suddenly disappeared. Then, when it appeared again, it was already in a prosperous market in the ancestral land of the human race.

Unlike in the past, the ancestral land of the human race is no longer a tribe as a gathering point, but a city with high city walls and wide streets. The lives of these people seem very comfortable and even better than the conditions of the aristocratic life of the Rinamei tribe.

Xiaotian put away his Nami clan's characteristics, making him more like a human clan's but his handsome appearance gives people a feminine feeling, which inevitably arouses the stunning gaze of people around him. Unfortunately, no one would have thought that Xiaotian, the ninth prince of the Nami clan, was actually wandering on the streets of the human clan like this.

Xiaotian had already been used to the gazes around him. What he wanted to know now was whether the inheritor of the human race still existed. The other party was always his own inner demon. But it was difficult to find the other party, not to mention that the ancestor and the insect king flower Xiaodie went to chase the inheritor together, but there was no news on both sides for the past thousand years.

However, Xiaotian still believes that the inheritor is still alive, otherwise how could the human race have the courage to live here?

Xiaotian walked into a restaurant, where there were many guests. Xiaotian only found one, and sat down silently in the corner.

"General Fusang!" As soon as he was about to have a pot of wine, he heard someone outside the door shouting excitedly.

"Hahaha, you guys came very early. Oh, I'm a little late today. Who is still interested in being drunk and dreaming today?" Fusang laughed.

"The general is just Yaxing, I will accompany you. This time I can drink ten glasses of wine."

"It's exaggerating! The general only drank six drinks yesterday. You're looking for a loss!

Xiaotian felt strange, what is this drunken life and dream death? Looking at these people, they seemed to admire this kind of thing very much. They couldn't help but become curious.

Fusang walked in with a smile, his eyes casually glanced around him. Suddenly, he seemed to be killed by something. He was shocked and looked at Xiaotian with his eyes a little confused. Such a beautiful man might be

Is it? Or is this woman dressed as a man. But even though I had never met such a beauty when I was ridiculous, I had never met such a beauty. Just this time, Fusang felt that he seemed to have fallen in love.

"Brother, can I sit here?" Fusang walked over and tried his best to make himself look elegant and polite.

"No." A chill flashed in the corner of Xiaotian's eyes. What I hate most is this kind of eyes. What is this kind of eyes that I want to do with this kind of eyes? I am a man, a man! Xiao Tian was angry, but what he leaked from Danfeng's eyes was a different kind of emotion.

Fusang only felt his heart beating faster! Oh my God, he was staring at me, he noticed me! His face also blushed at this moment and his ears were red.

In the restaurant, there was a silence like death. Only then did someone notice that there was an indescribable beauty sitting in the corner. Unfortunately, she had men's clothing all her life. If she had changed into women's clothing, it would probably be a beauty that they had never seen before.

Xiaotian felt like he was ripping a dog! Madan, I was a man. He wanted to stand up and leave directly. But the so-called Fusang General in front of him actually bent over and blocked most of the space. He would definitely touch this guy when he stood up. So Xiaotian wanted to kill him, and he would become a claw with one hand, so he would directly kill the guy who offended him.

At this moment, the jade pendant on Fusang's waist suddenly shook, Fusang's face changed, and he looked at Xiaotian with infinite regret and said, "Brothers are shocked. My name is Fusang, the deputy commander of the Human Divine Hidden Team. I hope to see you again if you are destined to be together. By the way, I may not be peaceful in a few days. Brothers should be careful."

Fusang's tone was very sincere, which made Xiaotian feel surprised. Xiaotian was so big that he had the same look, or contempt and ridicule when he met. The sincerity displayed by the other party actually made Xiaotian feel a little warm. He wanted to kill the other party's hand and paused, which made Xiaotian feel very confused. What's wrong with him? I am a man, and I am a man! I was soaked!

Fusang was filled with infinite regret but turned around without any pause. Just now, he received Xiong Wen's message, a strong man from the Nami clan was at least at the level of the God King.

Although the human race began to engage in trade with the Nami tribe and the Zerg, there were strict restrictions. This was the hatred accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years that could not be resolved. If it weren't for the ability to destroy the Zerg and the Nami tribe in one fell swoop, I'm afraid that it would have been killed at this moment.

As for trading, it was not the decision of the Gods Team. To be precise, Long Aotian's decision, as the first generation of God Emperor, is also the only master of the human race. Long Aotian's words have considerable weight. It is not that Kong Aotian can control the Gods Team, but Qiming and Panshan can.

The human race did not spread the secret of Long Aotian, but Qiming and Panshan knew that this was the God Emperor hundreds of thousands of years ago. As for the inheritor of the master, the God Emperor, who had disappeared for thousands of years. Although they sometimes missed it very much, they had to admit that the survival of the human race was the first priority, and now they can only rely on Long Aotian.

Long Aotian seemed to have no regard for his hatred at all. He has never practiced since he was promoted to the Lord. He stood on the cliff of the Grand Canyon every day, watching silently, and always stood on his shoulders with a beautiful butterfly.

In the past thousand years, the human race has been in contact with the outside world for hundreds of years, and the hatred for the outside world seems to have become much more dull. When the merchant ships entered the human race, they were under strict surveillance, but now there are also

The whole city of the Gods surveillance was much looser, otherwise even Xiaotian would not have been able to get in so easily.

Xiongwen's face was very ugly. He actually had a strong man from the Nami tribe who forced himself to break into the human race. Do you think the human race was a human race that was a thousand years ago? Pangu's face was also very ugly. The other party actually entered the ancestral land directly in front of him, completely pretending that he did not exist. Although his strength was indeed different, this is the ancestral land left by Brother Ni, and he could not be trampled on no matter what, even if he died,

Liu Ping didn't say a word. Compared to a thousand years ago, Liu Ping's face was less stiff, at least it was no longer a poker face. Although he still didn't like to talk, he had an emotional expression on his face.

"What his Pangu brother said was that person should be a strong man in the law of space. Do you think it would be the Nami royal family?" Xiongwen said gritting his teeth.

"I don't know." Liu Ping's answer was very simple.

"I'll go, it's still wood!" Xiongwen complained and turned around and left.

Liu Ping also left directly. It seemed that nothing happened to the two of them.

In fact, in the ancestral land of the human race, it was once again completely closed, and all merchant ships were driven 30,000 meters away.

As for the human race, there was suddenly more aura of superiors in the city, but compared with the human race, this change was not significant. It was obvious that this was a member of the Shenyin Team.

There were more than a dozen spacecraft floating above the sky, constantly patrolling. Compared to before, it seemed to feel solemn and killing. This God-Punishment Team.

Everyone thought that the invader was dead. However, Long Aotian, who was standing on the cliff of the Grand Canyon, suddenly turned his head and looked at a town with a smile.

"Xiaodie, what would happen to Yuntian if he came back and knew what his descendants would encounter?" Long Aotian said with a sigh.

"It hurts!" The butterfly shined with wings and said a word that seemed quite funny.

"Oh! Until now, I realized that it has been hundreds of thousands of years since I came here. Brother, when Yuntian comes back, we might as well find a place for the human race to live a seclusion. Don't go back to your imperial city. As long as the three of us are there, there will be a balance. Or in the near future, the killings we create will be compensated. The races in the space will flourish again." Long Aotian sighed, but a hint of hope appeared in his eyes.

The butterfly flashed its wings gently but never said anything again. The scene fell into a calm again, as if this person and butterfly were still enjoying such peace.

Xiaotian didn't care about what was happening around him, but on the contrary he had a strong interest in life and death.

The difference is that this rescue is very expensive. He is not sold according to the jar, but about the cup. A cup of Zui Sheng Meng is only the size of a fingernail cover requires a medium-grade Yuan stone. The price is not expensive, but there is another rule here that no one can make ten cups of continuous patches. Not only is it comprehensive, but it also gives a jar.
Chapter completed!