Chapter: 3851
They even want to become the devil themselves!
This is especially true for Guan Yi who was slapped by Tan Lang.
In front of Tan Lang, he naturally has to maintain respect now, not daring to disobey Tan Lang face to face, that would be an act of courting death.
But he refuses to accept it, just refuses to accept it!
"I'm afraid the masters of the halls don't want it. The situation that was finally won has changed again?"
Guan Yi invited several other palace masters who were close to him to come, saying that they were drinking tea and chatting, but in fact, everyone knew it well.
That slap on Guan Yi's face was also on their faces.
"But he is the devil, what can you do? His strength is still there. Although it is not as good as before, it should not be underestimated."
Tang Fang, the master of the eighth hall, said, "That feeling is too familiar."
He has experienced that era, but at that time, he was not the master of the palace, and he was not qualified to follow the demon king to the Heavenly Palace. They only knew the result of that battle.
They only knew that the Demon King and those palace masters had all fallen, and only a few palace masters had retreated behind the scenes after returning from serious injuries, allowing newcomers to step up.
They can't understand such things as giving up rights, but no one asks.
"Guan Yi, what do you want to do?"
Guan Yi glanced at him with a ferocious expression: "I want to get what I want most!"
"Don't you want to?"
"To be king or to be a slave? How do you choose?"
Guan Yi snorted.
If there is only one hall master, but can occupy one side and lead the soldiers in one hall, then they are kings and they live for themselves.
But if Tanlang is around, then they are at most just a dog under Tanlang's subordinates!
Even if it is the hall master, it is just an extra dog with the identity of the hall master!
Guan Yi didn't want to do this, and the others didn't want to either.
"What's your plan,"
Luo Yang, the lord of the Ninth Hall, said lightly, "I can say something first, my choice is the same as yours."
His eyes fell on Guan Yi's face.
He is even younger than Guan Yi, but his mind is calmer. But by this time, everyone has already sat down and talked about this matter. Everyone knows that this is an opportunity to choose one of the two.
The choice, whether it is an enemy or a friend, is very clear.
"Tiangong, there are signs of recovery,"
Guan Yi sneered, "We can definitely borrow them to send the Demon King on his way, and reap the benefits of being a fisherman."
He is not stupid, he knows that if they do it themselves, the loss will be too great, and it is even possible that he will lose his life because of it, there is no need at all.
Why do you have to do it yourself when you can borrow a knife to kill someone? JrNovels.com
This is especially true for Guan Yi who was slapped by Tan Lang.
In front of Tan Lang, he naturally has to maintain respect now, not daring to disobey Tan Lang face to face, that would be an act of courting death.
But he refuses to accept it, just refuses to accept it!
"I'm afraid the masters of the halls don't want it. The situation that was finally won has changed again?"
Guan Yi invited several other palace masters who were close to him to come, saying that they were drinking tea and chatting, but in fact, everyone knew it well.
That slap on Guan Yi's face was also on their faces.
"But he is the devil, what can you do? His strength is still there. Although it is not as good as before, it should not be underestimated."
Tang Fang, the master of the eighth hall, said, "That feeling is too familiar."
He has experienced that era, but at that time, he was not the master of the palace, and he was not qualified to follow the demon king to the Heavenly Palace. They only knew the result of that battle.
They only knew that the Demon King and those palace masters had all fallen, and only a few palace masters had retreated behind the scenes after returning from serious injuries, allowing newcomers to step up.
They can't understand such things as giving up rights, but no one asks.
"Guan Yi, what do you want to do?"
Guan Yi glanced at him with a ferocious expression: "I want to get what I want most!"
"Don't you want to?"
"To be king or to be a slave? How do you choose?"
Guan Yi snorted.
If there is only one hall master, but can occupy one side and lead the soldiers in one hall, then they are kings and they live for themselves.
But if Tanlang is around, then they are at most just a dog under Tanlang's subordinates!
Even if it is the hall master, it is just an extra dog with the identity of the hall master!
Guan Yi didn't want to do this, and the others didn't want to either.
"What's your plan,"
Luo Yang, the lord of the Ninth Hall, said lightly, "I can say something first, my choice is the same as yours."
His eyes fell on Guan Yi's face.
He is even younger than Guan Yi, but his mind is calmer. But by this time, everyone has already sat down and talked about this matter. Everyone knows that this is an opportunity to choose one of the two.
The choice, whether it is an enemy or a friend, is very clear.
"Tiangong, there are signs of recovery,"
Guan Yi sneered, "We can definitely borrow them to send the Demon King on his way, and reap the benefits of being a fisherman."
He is not stupid, he knows that if they do it themselves, the loss will be too great, and it is even possible that he will lose his life because of it, there is no need at all.
Why do you have to do it yourself when you can borrow a knife to kill someone? JrNovels.com
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