Chapter 1105 Greetings

At that time, the sword was only 0.01 centimeters away from his forehead.

But Huai Shi knew that the next second, the sword would strike through the air.

Because without thinking, he rolled and slid on the spot, and instantly retreated more than ten steps away... When he turned back, he sighed: "Are you Americans so outrageous in your greetings?"

"yes."

Liz dragged the stone-toothed sword forward, and the dark red stone fragments rubbed against the ground, shooting out a dazzling spark, "This is a welcome ceremony specially prepared for you, Huai Shi."

"Wow, that would be an honor."

Huai Shi was so moved that she couldn't help but want to clap her hands: "I thought Americans used cannons to greet people... So, 'Little Liz,' are you so gentle?"

"..."

Liz's movements paused for a moment, and the coldness in her eyes burst out like a cold wave!

Just like when she beat her cheap uncle, she gritted her teeth and could no longer restrain her anger.

In an instant, it broke through the sky.

"No -"

"calls me--"

“——Little Lizzie!!!”

It was actually difficult to tell which of the three slashes came first and who came last, or they all came out at the same time.

The iron light intertwined, and Huai Shi wanted to dodge and retreat, but when he turned around, he found that after the iron light in front of him separated from the blade, it actually formed a substantial outline, as agile as a living creature, moving on its own. Flying towards Huaishi.

It even cooperated with Liz's sword to block all escape routes for Huai Shi, forcing him to face off.

The sword of virtue had to be drawn.

Block.

Sparks flew.

Huai Shi was stunned: "Wow, are you serious?"

"Why do you think that after you sold me a lot of junk, I still want to welcome you with a smile, Huai Shi?"

Liz took a step forward, resisting Huai Shi's power, and looked down: "If you ask me, saying hello with a stone-toothed sword instead of a miraculous seal is beyond restraint!"

"Ahem, everything is easy to discuss."

Huai Shi blinked innocently: "Well, as we all know - commodities are naturally divided into various specifications.

If you are not satisfied with the basic model, you can add money to buy the upgraded version. At worst, we will give you free furnace repair and replacement service for one year, okay? By the way, join the free upgrade plan now. The next generation casting furnace can be exchanged for the old model for a small fee... Don't you Americans like this! "

Speaking of this, he was no longer sleepy and introduced enthusiastically: "Thanks to your sales strategy inspiration, we are now developing a cloud casting center. Customers can submit their casting drawings to the large server that has just been built on the dark web. Here, you can optimize and store it, and you can also join our sharing plan - connect your own casting furnaces to the cloud in parallel, and all the casting furnaces around the world will divide a part of the matrix to handle the casting of very large border relics, benefiting the whole world. !

Oh, and if you join now, you can also get valuable and marketless virtual minted coins by participating in the casting..."

After hearing this, Liz couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Do I look like a fool who paid for it myself and worked for you in vain?"

"Then you have to pay enough. I admit that I have made a small amount of money, but I can't be a patron. Look at how generous the Eastern Xia pedigree is. How come you have a monopoly? "

Huai Shi retorted in a loud voice, "Besides, everyone is for me, and I am for everyone, ONE FOR ALL! How can I be called a fool!"

"Then please give me something first!"

Liz sneered. In the stone-toothed sword, the phantom of the jaguar roared silently, emitting a high-pitched sword cry.

"——Use your broken body to offer to the gods!"

The earth cracked, and endless blood spurted out from the crack, falling like a waterfall into the bottomless abyss below.

This place has turned into a cruel altar in front of the gods. Now, the high priest holding the stone-toothed sword raised his eyes and looked at the sacrifice in front of him.

There is nowhere to hide and no way to escape.

"I will never let you escape this time, bastard." She whispered coldly: "No matter what strategies and evasion methods you use, it will not work."

That was the obsession that started from the encounter in the Land of Dusk and continues to this day.

Hidden under each other's alliance, hidden under each other's understanding and recognition, is a determination to win that is deeper than that, and even greater than that!

"Today, we must decide between you and me!"

"Um, is it too late for me to surrender now?"

Huai Shi subconsciously raised her hands and begged for mercy without hesitation: "As long as you don't slap me in the face, you can have anything you want.

It doesn’t matter if I post an apology at the top of Weibo. I’ll write you 3,000 words, okay? A larger number of words is not non-negotiable..."

"Let's talk about that kind of thing after I offer your mouth to the corn god." Liz stepped forward indifferently, "Don't worry, I will save your breath.

Or, if you beat me, wouldn't the problem be solved in the same way? "

"Seriously, why bother with a music teacher?"

Huai Shi scratched her head helplessly and sighed: "Recall carefully, every time I was pressed down and beaten by you. Look at the last time in the Land of Twilight, didn't you also give me a hole? Is winning or losing important? Friendship is important. First and second in the competition, besides, we even had a dance!"

Before he finished speaking, he felt as if he had stabbed something.

No, it should be said that I picked up the one pot that should not be lifted out of the countless pots...

Once again, recalling the shameful past of being teased repeatedly, Liz's face became even more ugly.

"Think about it carefully and don't even breathe." She squeezed out a voice from between her teeth: "A bastard like you should die completely!"

The spirit of the left hummingbird rose up from the infinite blood. It looked down ferociously at everything on the blood-stained altar, grinned ferociously and opened its mouth, waiting for the living sacrifice.

"Ah this..."

Huaishi's poems are dull.

He doesn't object to occasionally exercising his body. Besides, who doesn't love fighting with a young lady?

But he had just advanced not long ago, and he had not had time to adapt to Yun Zhongjun's efforts. If he was not careful... wouldn't it be a major disaster?

Or, bite the bullet and let her beat her up?

She couldn't beat herself to death anyway, right?

But what if you are accidentally beaten to death?

He couldn't tell that Liz across from him had already advanced and was trying hard to regain the situation from him.

Just when his mind was filled with random thoughts and his mind was wandering, Liz, who was looking more and more gloomy, could no longer bear the frivolity and arrogance from her opponent.

The stone-toothed sword slashed down again, and when it was slashed from the air, it made a high-pitched sound like it was rubbing against steel.

Under the crack, blood rolled backwards and rose up to the dark ceiling. The sharp blade was already close at hand, approaching Huai Shi's eyes.

Finally, it stopped abruptly in front of two thick-jointed fingers.

"Phew, it's so dangerous."

The belated old man sighed, "We almost had a diplomatic accident."

The rough, bark-like palm was covered with wrinkles left by the years, and the skeleton, which should have shrunk as the flesh and blood weakened, became terrifyingly huge.

Just that hand was enough to cover Huai Shi's head and crush his dog's head.

But now, he was blocked in front of him.

Between the two of them, a skinny and hunched figure suddenly appeared, holding a curved iron staff in his hand, his broad bones supporting his body like an old mountain.

The stone-toothed sword stopped abruptly.

And when the old man struck the iron staff with his left hand, the crisp sound made the blood and the cracks in the earth disappear without a trace.

"So disappointing, Liz!"

The old man wearing a feather crown looked at his junior and couldn't help shaking his head and scolding: "I thought you ran out secretly because you finally grew up and wanted to find someone to confess to, but you ended up fighting... What you represent But the American pedigree represents the inheritance of precious blood. Look, is this ridiculous? It’s ridiculous!"

The helplessness of hating iron for not being able to become steel is beyond words.

After being briefly stunned, Liz couldn't help but look at him askance.

No respect.

Suddenly asked:

"How much have you bet with people?"

"Of course it's Stud all-in! What a small fight, there's no chance our Liz will take action..."

The old man raised his head proudly and answered without thinking. After noticing the difference in Liz's expression, he coughed twice: "Ahem, it doesn't matter how much you bet, what's important is that I'm optimistic about you!"

"Then thank you."

As if she had long been accustomed to the unreliability of her parents, Liz even lost interest in getting angry and just pulled out the stone-toothed sword from his hand.

At this point, even if she wanted to hurry up and have a fight with Huai Shi, she might not be able to fight with this old guy around.

After leaving an annoyed look like 'pay more attention next time', she turned around and left without any more nonsense.

And the old man finally turned around with a smile.

Because the old and rickety body was so huge, even if he was half-bent, the huge shadow still covered Huai Shi's face, bringing a mountain-like pressure.

Huai Shi suppressed the urge to suck in the air-conditioning and forced out a smile.

"Um...how are you?"

It would be okay if he didn't react at first, but if he still doesn't recognize it now, he shouldn't mess around!

The crowned one of the American lineage is now the important assistant of the feathered serpent and the inner leader of the American lineage - the world giant Traltcutli!

"How's it going, kid? Did you hear what I just said?"

Trall's old face suddenly grinned, and he came closer, showing an expectant look: "Young man, there are very few people like our Lizzie in this country who have the conditions. Do you want to consider it?"

"Well……"

Huai Shi's expression twitched, and she subconsciously leaned back, wanting to remind you: The person you always talked about hasn't gone far yet.

Only a roar that broke through the air was heard.

A stone-toothed sword flew from the distant darkness and struck the old man's forehead mercilessly. Sparks flew and almost fell on Huai Shi's face.

Trall, however, reached out without caring and pulled out the stone-toothed sword wedged in the feather crown. He glanced at him with a smile, and before leaving, he turned back to encourage:

"Think carefully, I'm optimistic about you."

Snapped!

The second spear engraved with tiger stripes pierced his old face. After a spark popped out, he casually caught it in his hand.

"Today's young people always like to fight. Love and peace are the true meaning."

So, with emotion, the iron staff knocked down.

Just like that, the old man disappeared without any warning.

Huai Shi was left alone in the strangely empty hall. When he looked around, he saw nut shells, melon seed peels and popcorn pieces that had fallen to the ground at some point...

His eyes suddenly couldn't help but beat wildly.

Co-author I wonder how many people were watching the live broadcast here!

Just as he was scratching his head, he heard a familiar voice from behind.

"It's time to go, Huaishi."

When Huaishi turned around, she saw the man standing there, his expression seemed to be eternally serious, his tie and cuffs were meticulous, there was not a single wrinkle on the gray-black robe, and the smooth lines made people cry.

The Tower of Ivory is always reliable, the eternal pillar of the Kingdom of Heaven, the last conscience of the Utopia...

"Vice-Chancellor?"

Huai Shi was stunned, "When did you come?"

"……just."

Rarely, Isaac was silent for a few seconds, and his eyes drifted a little.

You should definitely be there from the beginning!

"Don't mention these unimportant things, follow me." Isaac took the initiative to walk in front, which made Huai Shi feel chilled: he started to change the topic!

But after this, there is nothing much to say.

They are all old accounts left by me in the past.

Why is it so strange that people blocked the door?

He followed the vice principal and stepped into a door that suddenly opened. But behind the door was a narrow walkway, and beyond the walkway was a cliff.

In the deep darkness in the distance, there seemed to be a low roar. Countless huge modules fell or rose under the pull of chains and mechanisms, setting off an icy wind.

After passing through a door again, they seemed to be on the lawn under the sun.

It’s just that the sun seems to have no temperature, and the distant scenery is too erratic.

Just like a bubble.

"Where are we?" Huai Shi asked.

"Survival Court."

Isaac looked back at him and then added: "It's not the peripheral institution you have been to, but the real headquarters of the Survival Institute."

He opened the door and walked into the wide hall.

Just like an afternoon tea party, under the lazy and unreal sunshine, the two ladies at the low table were talking happily.

When they noticed that they were walking in, they looked over in unison.

The one in the front is about middle-aged, with slightly dark skin and a little red makeup on his forehead. There is no gentle and gentle attitude, but those faintly golden eyes make people feel a sense of solemnity and uneasiness. In her arms, she held a little monkey that was eating peanuts. It was raising its paws, trying to pull the owner's golden hair ornaments.

"Don't be rude." Isaac reminded in a low voice: "That is the Difficult Mother of Tianzhu's lineage of destruction, and in her arms is the revitalizing miracle Hanuman."

"Don't make me sound like an old lady who is angry, Isaac." Nan Guan's mother shook her head slightly, glanced at Huai Shi, and nodded as if in approval.

But next to her, the old lady who made no secret of her age couldn't help laughing.

"It's rare to see you looking so reserved, Huai Shi."

The old man with short silver-white hair asked jokingly: "What's wrong? You don't even say hello when you see me?"

When Huai Shi finally looked over, he didn't dare to speak, and he no longer cared about the demeanor of the Navigator and the magnanimity of the Sword of Disaster. He quickly lowered his head and saluted respectfully.

Qing Emperor!