Bring a Hunting Space With You

? Nangong Jing heard that his ancestor refused without hesitation, and glanced at him with some loss.

Later, Saint Jin Yao sighed: "I knew I shouldn't teach you to drink when you were young."

Lu Ze: "?????"

He raised his head in disbelief and looked at Saint Jin Yao.

It turns out you are the prisoner!

That lovely Nangong little loli became the current female alcoholic, was it your pot? ?

Can this be considered a descendant of his own?

The saint Jin Yao said again: "Look like you are now, you can't find a boyfriend ... I like drinking and fighting, and I'm particularly lazy, alas ..."

Speaking, the saint Jin Yao sighed melancholy.

His mood seemed a bit uncomfortable. He sipped the remaining Jin Ge tea with a spit, exhaled a long breath, and looked at Nangong Jing in a loss:

"It seems that my ancestors could not hold my quiet child until I die."

Nangong quietly listened to the puppets of his old ancestors, his face thick and thick, apparently used to it.

Lu Ze felt a little stomachache on one side.

He wanted to laugh a little, but he was afraid to be stung by a female alcoholic.

He now finally understood what the guy had just told him on the spacecraft.

To be honest, Nangong Jing's life is still long, but obviously the age of saint Jin Yao is long. Maybe he has survived from the earth's age to the present, so will the old people's concepts of the earth's age be left?

After all, the Nangong surname is also the surname of the food empire. It is a tradition to have children and raise children and pass on children.

Nangong calmly said, "Father, you think too much, you are still very early."

The sage Jin Yao grinned and said, "It's not too early, after all, some of our old guys are not normally promoted saints. It is almost 2,000 years before we leave."

Then, he looked at Lu Ze on one side and said with a smile: "In the future, Terrans will still depend on you."

On the one side, Nangong Jing heard that his hand holding the tea cup was stiff, a sorrow flashed in his eyes, and then he continued to sip his tea pretending to be okay.

However, Lu Ze on the one side heard the words of the saint Jin Yao, but his eyes widened in shock: "Sao Jin Yao, you ..."

Saint Jin Yao shook his hand with a smile: "Just call me Father Nangong."

Lu Ze heard a word, paused slightly, and then smiled and said, "Master Nangong, are you mistaken? How can a galaxy-level strong man have such a short life span?"

The Saint Jin Yao heard the words and laughed: "Ha ha ha ha, normally a galaxy-level strong, life expectancy is indeed measured in units of 100,000 years, but a few of us old guys are different."

Lu Ze heard the words of Saint Jin Yao and turned to look at Nangong Jing who was drinking tea without expression.

Then his eyes widened slightly and he remembered something.

It takes a lot of resources to become a galaxy-level powerhouse.

The human race entered the universe in just less than two thousand years. The previous human race was even weaker. In theory, it is impossible for the human race to appear at the galaxy level.

However, galaxy-level powerhouses appeared more than a thousand years ago.

This is counterintuitive.

He looked up at the somewhat thin face of Saint Jin Yao: "Don't you advance normally, Nangong?"

Saint Jin Yao squinted and smiled mildly. He nodded, looked up at the void, and looked a little far away.

"At that time, our human race had just been attached to the elven tribe for a long time. The human race just acquired the cultivation method, but after all, the elven tribe is not the same tribe and cannot always help us. Our strength is still too weak. There is no race of galaxy-level strong men It is impossible for Starfield to gain a place. "

Speaking of this, the Saint Jin Yao paused for a moment, grinning: "At that time, our twelve of the most talented old guys at the time made a deal with the elves."

Lu Ze opened his eyes wide, "What deal?"

Obviously, this deal is why they became saints.

The saint Jin Yao smiled: "After all, the elven clans are big clans. They have the resources to force us to upgrade to the galaxy level in a short time, and we inject the vitality of the galaxy into the holy tree of the elven clans. For four thousand years. "

"While forcibly improving this way consumes the potential of some of our old guys, it also gives us the capital to compete with other races."

There was a stern flash on his face: "For more than a thousand years, we have battled the North and South, and laid this territory, and it is not a loss."

As he said, his face was a little stunned: "Unfortunately, the twelve old guys of that year were only four of us, and there was another old Lin who was still dead and still breathing."

When it comes to old man Lin, the Saint Jin Yao is a little bit upset.

The fish that had been so hard to catch were stunned by the old guy's phone.

That old thing hasn't been seen for hundreds of years, and don't want to come and see them old folks?

Does that old thing really die alone?

Really want to be mad at him!

Lu Ze: "..."

Listening to the saint of Jin Yao saints, Lu Ze was speechless.

At that time, they were the most potential warriors of the human race. If they practice step by step, they should now be at least star stars, right?

Even if they are stars, life is much more than they are now.

What's more, their potential is exhausted and they will go nowhere.

In this state, but no longer see hope for progress, that is the most hurtful.

But if the saints have not paid for it, the human race may still be a very weak race now?

Although the human race is now placed in the entire universe and even the elven star domain is still not strong, it is already an absolute strong race in the galaxy.

This is all based on their campaign.

If he were to change it, maybe he couldn't do it?

The predecessors planted trees, and the posterity enjoyed the cool.

But if it is not good for you, how many people will actually plant trees?

What's more, this is the choice to abandon your future?

No wonder they will be called human saints.

Sages, not to say that being strong is enough, but to have great merit to the human race.

Lu Ze exhaled, although he could not be so selfless as these saints.

However, he also needs to do his best to become stronger, so that he can deal with these predecessors.

At the same time, Lu Ze once again felt the horror of the elven clan, and forcibly upgrading the twelve galaxy-level strongmen was obviously not too difficult for them.

If it's too difficult, they probably won't do it.

After all, they are not the same race, they obviously have to consider from the standpoint of their race.

And they also get paid, which is a deal.

Just as Lu Ze was thinking, the saint Jin Yao said with a smile: "Lu Ze, you are very talented. The progress during this time is in our eyes. No matter what magic power you have, this is not important. It is important. Yes, in the future, you will all carry the backbone of the human race. "

As he said, he patted Lu Ze's shoulder: "Your talent is even better than quiet. Hopefully, in the future, you will reach the galaxy level. At that time, maybe we are already gone. At that time, the human race can rely on you. . "

Lu Ze grinned: "Father Nangong laughed, maybe you will have a turn in the future, maybe, of course, I am also a human race, and I will not quit."

The Saint Jin Yao heard the words and nodded with satisfaction: "It's a good realization."

As he said, he looked at Lu Ze with a smile: "Look at your talents, you can look good, how about it, or do you want to look at it quietly with my family? My quietness is beautiful, my talents are good, and my galaxy Old ancestor, this is the top Bai Fumei, a good girl who can't find a lantern! "

Lu Ze: "..."

He had felt the murderous look from Nangong Jing on one side.

What can he say at this time?

How worried is this old man that this female alcoholic will not marry?

However, according to this guy's temperament, it is really difficult to get married.

He was laughing and thinking about how to answer so that he would not hurt the father of Nangong. Nangong Jing on the one side said a little helplessly: "Father, this little boy is my student, don't you just see a man go up Say this ????

Her expression was a bit ruthless, apparently the saint Jin Yao was already a recidivist.

But Nangong Jing had nothing to do with him.

You can't punish ancestors with Tekken?

The saint Jin Yao heard the words and sighed quietly: "Well ... before dying, I still want to see the lovely quiet marriage and children of my family, and I want to hug the cute baby, if I can. The baby after the baby ... otherwise I wouldn't be surprised ... "

Lu Ze: "..."

Nangong Jing: "..."

The two looked at the resentful Jin Yao saint with no expression.

Lu Ze always felt that the scene had a sense of sight, a bit like the old man who touched the porcelain pretending to be dead.

Is this his illusion?

Why is this saint so skilled? ?

Nangong quietly rubbed his forehead on one side, and there was nothing he could do about this old ancestor who had been urging him to marry him.

At this moment, Lu Ze remembered a word from the Saint Jin Yao just now, which could just change the subject, so he asked, "Yes, Father Nangong, what is that Eastern Conference?"

Just now Nangong Jing and Jin Yao saint talked about the Eastern Conference, he was still very curious.

The Saint Jin Yao heard the words and explained with a smile: "Our Elven Star Domain is divided into the Central Elven Sanctuary, and the four domains of east, west, south and north ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ our Milky Way is in the east."

"Although the races that are also attached to the elven tribe in the elven star domain are not very good, they are not intrusive. The eastern region will hold a rally every five years. That is, our eastern region also depends on the elven tribe's race to exchange itself Resources, of course, only races with strong galaxies in their clan are eligible to participate. "

Lu Ze heard the words and nodded: "That's the case."

The Elven Starfield is so large, there are hundreds of races attached to the Elven clan, there should be a lot in the Eastern Region, even if there are galaxy-level conditions in the clan, shouldn't it be too few?

Here you can see how good a galaxy-level power is for a race.

This kind of assembly is a good time to exchange information, whether it is exchange for resources, alliances between races, or even the exchange of various information is of great benefit.

There are many lessons for the time when the country is closed.

The relationship between races is no different from that between countries.