"There is no need to destroy the human race."

Gong Cheng said: "Jimo Xing, his original name is Gongxixing. The Gongxi clan has a custom. If a clan member is selected as the high priest in the clan, he will change his surname to Jimo. Therefore, this matter was done by the ancestors of the Gongxi clan from beginning to end, and it is not innocent."

Chen Tang: "..."

Tsk in my heart—

This person named Jimo Xing didn't know how to kill the roots. He died, but he didn't expect that his enemy would survive. This left trouble for the Gongxi tribe, and Gong Cheng in front of him was not easy to kill.

Chen Tang lowered his eyes and restrained his plans.

He sighed, "I didn't expect it was the feud of ancestors."

Gong Cheng is now fighting for the Beimo. Gong Xiqiu is fighting him, isn’t it just helping him restrain the high-end combat power of the Beimo? However, Gong Cheng is now cheating, Gong Xiqiu is facing him now, and it is hard to say that his chance of winning one-on-one is difficult to say. Chen Tang wanted to drag it down, and he dragged it to Gong Xiqiu to find his eldest brother and nephew who were in the dragon and the head but the three of them came to the field to fight, and the chance of winning was stable.

Will it be too shameless to fight three times?

This is going to be exterminated, so why bother with this?

Reply: "I will convey it to you."

Gong Cheng naturally didn't know Chen Tang's plan, so he clasped his fists and said thanks. After saying that, he planned to leave. As soon as he turned around, he heard a strong wind coming from his ears. He raised his hand and grabbed a wine jar. Gong Cheng looked at Chen Tang inexplicably: "What is this?"

"I'll give you a drink. Along the way, many old friends walked away, scattered, and died. It's rare to see you, so I want to invite you to drink some wine. It's also my apology for your deceitfulness back then." Chen Tang said, "But I didn't mean to hide it."

Gong Cheng shook his head: "It's all over."

He didn't care about this.

What is Chen Tang’s identity never matters.

"Lord Kang, say goodbye."

Gong Cheng took Chen Tang's wine.

Chen Tang: "There is still something about Wu Yuan..."

Gong Cheng didn't look back: "It has nothing to do with me."

Politicians are best at conspiracy.

He talks nonsense, but there are not a few words in his heart. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Chen Tang in front of him is the biggest politician in Kang Guo, and he talks nonsense. If he wants to find a breakthrough in himself and plot against Wu Yuan and Beimo, he will be disappointed.

A gust of breeze, Gong Cheng was no longer seen on the spot.

Chen Tang also lost the leisure to take a walk.

Back to the main business, he arranged tasks for the two cultural incarnations, and lay down with his beloved goose down, and he had no dream until dawn.

At noon, I summoned Wu Yuan.

"Grain can be sold, but it cannot be sold like this."

Wu Yuan thought Chen Tang was not satisfied with the price, so he was willing to give 10% again. Unexpectedly, Chen Tang waved his hand: "No, no, no, it's not a question of price. Just ask - the messenger will sell an egg hen to others at the price of an egg? Eggs can be sold, but hens cannot. At the price of eggs, they can only buy eggs."

Wu Yuan asked her: "Then, what about buying a hen?"

Chen Tang: "It can only be a hen that has been beaten."

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Jimoxing is an old priest.
Chapter completed!