Chapter 594 I'm Here to Pick up My Wife and Children

The First God General really wants to say, given our relationship, what you said is a bit over the line...

Can we call the Air Force for fishing? !

The first god general waved the fishing rod and took another stroke.

This time, the fishing line did not cut into the painter's skin, leaving only a faint red mark.

In fact, since the painter was not killed in the first attack, the first general knew that it would be difficult to end this time.

"Oh, when will I be able to enjoy such treatment?"

The painter grabbed the fishing line with one hand, looked at the first Jizo on the horizon, and laughed wildly,

"The First Ksitigarbha and the First Divine General joined forces to deal with me, a little painter... Hahaha... Is the Pure Land really deserted?"

In terms of strength and qualifications, whether he is the first divine general or the first Ksitigarbha, they are existences that previous painters could not stand shoulder to shoulder.

The painter only dared to plot against the Emperor of Heaven. If he really had the strength to stand up to the Emperor of Heaven, he would have jumped out long ago.

Nowadays, the painter is able to compete with the top combat power of Ksitigarbha and the Divine General, and even one against two is not at a disadvantage.

What does this mean?

It’s right to be a dog!

Xue Ye suddenly asked, "What if the first Heavenly Emperor comes?"

The painter was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is the first Emperor of Heaven?"

In one sentence, everyone present fell silent.

Is this a question that can be answered casually?

But the painter's reaction is also very real. Even if there are two sages standing behind him, for the painter, it is already a great honor to be tied with the first Ksitigarbha and the first divine general.

Emperor of Heaven...forget it, that's not on the same level at all.

The opponent of the Emperor of Heaven is the Venerable and the Throne, not minions like them.

In fact, when painters came to the Pure Land to cause chaos, they specifically chose to take advantage of the absence of the Emperor of Heaven.

"You two trapped me alone. This is a good deal."

The painter was holding the fishing line with one hand to compete with the first god general, and counting on his fingers with the other hand,

"I would like to know, if Pure Land faces other attacks now, who else among you will be able to play?"

"Is it Ksitigarbha who practices at the gate of the earth system?"

"Are they still those unreliable generals?"

"Or you? One more slash, and it's hard to say whether the enemy will die. You'll be dead anyway..."

The painter looked around. He was really familiar with Pure Land's strength and heritage, because he had been dealing with these people over the years.

Xue Ye suddenly spoke again,

"He's getting stupid."

The First God General nodded, "Indeed."

Although I don’t know why Xue Ye said this, I can’t lose in terms of momentum. Like it first and then watch it!

Xue Ye's words were like a real knife, piercing the artist's heart.

He knew that his current state was not right, whether it was the Immortal Lord or the Blood Lord, the two Lords invested in the painter because the painter could do things for them, and the painter came from the Pure Land, and it would be easier to return to the Pure Land.

His Holiness’ investment comes at a price.

In the past, the painter wouldn't have talked so much, wouldn't have killed Zhang and still be left behind by the No. 1 Ksitigarbha, wouldn't have been trapped here and still had to talk...

The painter swept away all the distracting thoughts in his heart. For him, the harvest from this trip was enough.

He doesn't even need to go back alive, because the venerable he follows...is named Immortal!

"Take a good look at the Pure Land."

The corners of the painter's mouth turned up, with a hint of evil, and he said sadly,

"Such a beautiful pure land will never be seen again..."

After listening to his words, the faces of the three people present darkened.

Xue Ye turned around and was about to leave.

The painter was right, his attack was just the beginning. News that the Four Heavenly Emperors had left the Pure Land had spread, and the Pure Land would face successive attacks.

At this time, God is needed to step forward.

Pure Land is the time to use the sword.

"etc!"

The first divine general suddenly called out to Xue Ye, "Stay."

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Xue Ye coughed violently and turned extremely pale, "I'm in a hurry to kill someone."

If he wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't have to be in a hurry.

"My teacher's secret order..."

The First God sent the message to Xue Ye, and Xue Ye's expression changed slightly, with some disbelief, "Real or false?"

Secretary Huang, is this really the arrangement?

"Absolutely true!"

Xue Ye didn't believe it, "Where's the signature?"

"He is a voice, where did he get the signature?!"

"Then there should be a recording, right?"

"There is...in my teacher's recording pen..."

In the end, Xue Ye chose to stay and obey the arrangement.

He was a little sleepy, so he arched his body, put his chin on the handle of the knife, raised his eyelids, and looked into the distance.

Can the people outside... really be able to withstand this?

...

Outside Qinhan Pass, on a winding road, there were strange screams.

"My darn thing!"

"My darn thing!"

A bird, standing on a person's shoulder, keeps cursing,

"Gambler, are you going to win this time?"

The eighth divine general, Nima.

"Shut up now, you..."

The gambler sighed and walked forward bravely.

"My recent gambling luck has been a bit too bad. Who knew that a god general would have such a big responsibility? If I had known it, I wouldn't have been a god general..."

The newly promoted sixth general is a gambler.

After the Fourth Research Institute was incorporated, the gambler assumed the position of a god general and was completely tied to the Pure Land.

At the moment, there is a situation in the area he is responsible for. It is suspected that there is an intrusion from outside the territory, and gamblers have to come to patrol. This is his responsibility.

Otherwise, when the Emperor of Heaven comes back, the gambler will not have to live.

Gambler, the divine general, was personally appointed by Emperor Jie Tian. In terms of power division, he was a follower of Emperor Jie Tian. After the death of Emperor Jie Tian, ​​the person he reported to became... Emperor Jie Tian.

That's right, the Calamity Emperor Han Chan.

If he is targeted by the Calamity Emperor because of this matter, the gambler might as well just die.

"It's right in front."

The gambler looked slightly solemn and kept mumbling,

"Never be a painter, never be a painter..."

The gambler knows that he is no match for the painter now, and will only die if he encounters it.

Walking through the tall grass, the gambler came to a grave.

This tomb is obviously old, overgrown with weeds, and the tombstones are mottled. However, there are sacrifices placed in front of the tomb and incense burning. It is obvious that someone has just paid respects.

The man who paid homage to the tomb was clearing the weeds around the tomb, leaving only the back of the gambler.

Seeing the back of the man, the gambler breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a painter!

Of course, he was not that careless. He still kept a distance from the other party and shouted at the top of his lungs,

"Well, buddy, you are not allowed to enter the Pure Land."

"If you leave now, I'll pretend I've never seen you. How about that?"

"How about... let's take a gamble?"

After hearing the gambler's words, the man turned around. He was a middle-aged man, very ordinary, nothing special about him.

The gambler's heart sank, not because he recognized the other person, but because he didn't know him at all.

The key is that the eighth divine general on his shoulders is just trembling with fear...

A lump of reply now landed on the gambler's back.

That's right, just one glance, the eighth god general, Nima, was so scared.

From a physiological point of view, birds with short rectums do have this problem...

Gamblers know that the origin of this middle-aged man is definitely not simple, and he should be the enemy of the fourth mysterious tide...

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to do anything bad this time."

The middle-aged man showed a harmless smile,

"I'm just coming back to pick up my wife and kids."

The gambler looked past the middle-aged man to the name on the tombstone... Higanbana.

This is the tomb of Bianhuahua.

Bianhua is his wife.

In other words, he is... Zhuyeqing!