Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

Zhang Hao was in awe after hearing this.

What a domineering little uncle!
As expected of a man named Long Aotian!

He shuttled among the crowd, asking people from all walks of life for collective news about the hidden world.

for a long time.

Zhang Hao reported to Long Aotian with the collected information.

"Information about the top ten hidden sects, plus the Misty Sect, only eight of the Tianji Sect have been collected."

"The other two are too mysterious, there are only a few rumors, and no one knows their exact location."

Long Aotian took the message, turned and left.

Everyone looked at his back in awe.

"Is he going to single out all the hidden masters?"

"No... What he meant just now was that he wanted to destroy all the hidden sects by himself. From now on, in the Haotian Continent, only Qingshan Sword Sect is allowed to be a hidden sect."

"Okay... overbearing!"

"Can he really do it? The top ten hidden sects, with profound background and long inheritance, which sect is not a master?"

"I feel that his strength is comparable to the God of War, maybe he can really do it."

"It's really fortunate that Qingshan Sword Sect is a sword cultivator sect. How long has it been since we sword cultivators have such a legendary figure and sect."

"Is he really our little uncle?"

"Good guy! I was a little skeptical at first, whether our sect is a hidden world rumored by the outside world, but now it seems that it is definitely true, little uncle is amazing!"

After Long Aotian left, the banquet continued, but the focus of discussion on the spot was all around Long Aotian.

Although he appeared in the public eye, it was only a quarter of an hour.

But what he did left a deep impression on everyone, and he has become the leader of the new generation of Qingshan Sword Sect.

……

At this time.

A person came up from the bottom of the mountain.

The Sovereign walked alone on the mountain road in disgrace, the dirt and dust on his face covered up his exhaustion.

What happened during this period was simply too fantastic for him.

From the very beginning, in order to pretend to maintain a strong style, he entered the ruins and was teleported to a restricted area of ​​life.

Fortunately, I used to be shameless and secretly learned the radio gymnastics "The Times is Calling", otherwise I would be cold on the spot.

Then, in the restricted area of ​​life, I met a weird dome and a weird fortune teller.

A strange woman popped out of the weird dome to destroy the world.

That woman is strong!It is so strong that it is outrageous, and the suzerain feels like an ant looking up at a giant in front of it, which is an insurmountable gap.

Then something even more outrageous happened...

It was such a strong woman who was beaten up by another stronger man who fell from the sky.

He and the fortune teller took this opportunity to escape.

Thinking of this, the suzerain stroked his heart. That battle was definitely the most intense battle he had ever seen.

The gestures of the two of them had a mighty power that would destroy the world.

Before we parted, I heard from the fortune teller that if that woman had not been subdued, then the creatures on Haotian Continent would have their own blessings.

"Alas, the strong will be punished by the strong!"

"Destroying the world or saving the world has nothing to do with me. I'm just an ordinary returning God of War."

"However, I can use my current reputation as a warning. As for desperate things, let others do it. After all, I am just a fake God of War."

"Finally home!"

He stopped suddenly and looked back warily.

Confirming that the fortune teller did not follow, he let out a deep breath.

That fortune teller is very wrong!

Looking at his eyes... there is always a feeling of looking at a gay friend.

Full of affection and passion.

The face of the fortune teller unconsciously appeared in his mind.

Feeling the strange feeling that something in his heart was about to break through the ground, the Sovereign panicked.

This kind of feeling similar to spring, is it swollen?

It seems that this feeling of strangeness sprouting in the heart has always existed since the hand in hand in the restricted area of ​​life.

The suzerain panicked, just holding hands, labor and capital will not be bent.

Along the way, he was very preoccupied.

I am afraid that there is a problem with my sexual orientation.

Walking into the gate of the sect, the surroundings are extremely quiet, not even the disciples guarding the gate.

"What about people?"

"It's too shameful, and the gate is not guarded!"

After a circle, the suzerain was attracted by the sound of suona from the back mountain.

He walked over and was surprised to find that everyone was there...

"Eat a big table?"

The suzerain was shocked.

"I am Cao!"

"You didn't wait for me to eat?"

"It's too much, I simply didn't take my suzerain seriously!"

"However, whose feast is this?"

Judging by the size of the banquet and the level of guests, I'm afraid this person's status is very high.

The suzerain scratched his head, Qingshan Sword Sect can have such a senior seat treatment...

"Could it be Zhang Hao?"

"No, although he has saved many people and has some reputation in the mainland, but it is not enough to have so many big shots to see him off."

"Could it be... the patriarch?"

"It must be, and there is only the grand banquet of the patriarch, where thousands of people can come and see each other off."

The suzerain's tears rolled in his eyes in an instant, and his mind was full of every detail of getting along with the patriarch.

"This is so freaking sudden!"

"Why did you leave?"

The suzerain wiped away his tears and walked over smelling the scent of the banquet.

Don't mention it, the dishes at this banquet... are really delicious!

After not eating for a long time, his stomach rumbled instantly.

"Brother, squeeze and cut!"

"Give me a seat."

The man heard the voice and looked up.

A man with a dirty body, a gray face, and an unpleasant smell, who couldn't see his face at all, stood behind him.

The man exuded deep sadness, and tears flowed backwards like rivers.

The man was shocked.

This person is from the gang of beggars.

Although everyone is very sad because of the departure of God of War.

But he was the first to see such a sad person.

This person……

Must have an extraordinary relationship with God of War.

He quickly gave up some positions.

The suzerain sat down and wept bitterly.

"Wooooow, why did you leave so suddenly?"

"You are my most beloved and respected elder!"

People at the same table sighed and expressed comfort.

"My lord, I'm so sad and obedient. After all, a person cannot be resurrected after death."

"Yeah, don't be too sad. I think the old man has a soul in heaven, and I don't want to see you so sad for him."

The Sovereign nodded.

"You are right."

"As an elder, she naturally hopes that the younger generation can live happily."

While wiping tears, the suzerain stretched out his hand to the big mat and grabbed a chicken leg.

"But... after all, a century-old relationship, how can I say that I don't care if I don't care, people are not grass, how can you be ruthless!"

"Hmm... hiss, this chicken leg is really delicious."

"Hey, I grew up little by little as she watched, like a relative."

"Wooooow, this elbow is really good!"

"Don't just stare blankly, eat."

People at the same table looked at each other.

This starving ghost who cried bitterly while eating sea food.

Do you really have such a deep relationship with God of War?

It doesn't feel...not like it.

This appearance of eating is more like the feeling of having a sworn hatred with the God of War.

The big seat has reached the midfield.

Zhang Hao appeared again to Ci.

"Thank you again, distinguished guests, for coming to the memorial service of God of War Zhao Xiaofan."

"I won't say any more, everyone, eat and drink well!"

boom!
The chicken leg in the suzerain's hand fell to the ground.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

God of War Zhao Xiaofan's memorial service?
I am Cao!

Shock!

I... eat my own banquet?