unscrupulous angel

The big gangster is really having a headache now, he can only calculate roughly, and he still doesn't know whether it is accurate or not, what should he do?Just ignore it completely, if the Immortal Realm or the Sky Continent were really destroyed, then it would be too late for him to regret it.But if you ignore it, there are so many plane spaces related to him, he is incapable of doing it all!

Wait, plane space, fairy world...

The hooligan suddenly thought of something, subconsciously took out a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it in big mouthfuls.

Before coming to see MM Xia, that girl Xiao Wu told him that if he had time, he would go back to the Immortal Realm one last time... Could Xiao Wu's words have any connection with Xia Bingning's calculation?

At first glance, there must be no connection. After all, if there is a connection, it would be too coincidental.But who can tell about such a coincidence!

"Why don't you go back to the Immortal Realm?" The big hooligan hesitated, knowing that this is an extraordinary time, if he returns to the Immortal Realm, what should he do if something happens to the Divine Domain Continent?

Xia Bingning looked at the big hooligan sitting there smoking by the door, but said nothing.She knew that the big rogue was a man of his own mind, and she didn't need her to help out with his ideas.

10 minutes... half an hour... two hours, the big hooligan stood up suddenly, said "I'll go first", and left directly.

Xia Bingning couldn't help but shook her head. With her mind, she couldn't guess what kind of decision the gangster made.But she knew in her heart that no matter what decision the big gangster made, she could only choose to support it. Who made her and the big gangster like grasshoppers tied to the same rope now?

After the big hooligan left the seventh race's residence, he returned directly to the secret space of Tianjuezong.Moreover, as soon as this guy came back, he directly called the old rascal and others to the meeting hall.

When everyone came to the meeting hall, they saw the big hooligan sitting on the main seat with a gloomy face at this time, all of them were puzzled like Monk Zhang Er, wondering what kind of moth this guy was going to make.

"Let's go to war, just hit me!" Seeing that everyone was here, the big hooligan slammed the table and said angrily.

Everyone was completely dazzled by him, you looked at me, I looked at you, their eyes were full of doubts.

"I said Gouzi, you must have taken the wrong medicine?" Duan Hao asked first when no one spoke.

The big gangster ignored him, and said to himself: "The initiative, we must hold the initiative in our hands!"

After a pause, he continued: "I've already thought about it, it's not an option to continue being so passive. But if you want to take the initiative, there is only one way, to go to war!"

"Well, even if what you said is right, have you ever thought that going to war now is equally unfavorable to us." The old hooligan put his right hand on the conference table, tapped his index finger on the table rhythmically, and pondered After a while, he said.

Although the current situation of the coalition forces is not bad, it is not much better.The basic trust has been cultivated, but the mutual cooperation is far behind.

In the eyes of the old hooligan, at least one month is needed, no, one month is not enough, three months, or even half a year, the strength of the coalition forces can be fully displayed!

"We can't wait any longer." The big hooligan exhaled forcefully and said in a deep voice.