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Chapter 3753 Cao Ji's face change

Cao Ji cried so miserably.

What others don't know, they think that there is some kind of father and son filial drama being staged.

"Master Saint!"

"I have failed your promise!"

"I... I didn't know what was wrong at the time. It seemed that the infinite gravity on my body was also pressing me, making me unable to move forward!"

"But...but I can't forget Lord Saint at all times!"

"Even if I fight my life, I will avenge the saint to the end!"

"Fortunately... Fortunately, I rushed there at the last moment and successfully stopped that Fang Fan, so that he did not bring this pseudo-god-level thunder to Lord Saint!"

"But no matter what, I am responsible for this matter, and it is I who made the saints exhausted!"

"This is my fault!"

"No matter how corporally punished and abused me, Lord Saint, I will endure it!"

"It's just that Lord Saint, for the sake of my sincerity, please leave me a dog's life!"

"I...I want to continue to serve Lord Saint!"

"Master Saint is my God!"

"Master Saint is my god!"

"Master Saint is everything to me!"

"If I can't repay the saints in this life, I have no meaning to live!"

boom……

Bang bang bang!
Cao Ji slammed his head on the ground, making a thud, it was really hard.

This guy is also talented!This makes you totally disregard yourself as a human being.

Minimize your status now, and begin to express your allegiance as best you can.

Of course, Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, is not a fool. How could he be deceived so easily?
In fact, he was very clear in his heart and knew what the situation was.

But it is clear that people don't care, they don't care, he looks fluttering in his posture, his eyes are flickering, and his thoughts are rushing.

What Ouyang Tu wanted was such a face.

As long as the matter on the face is resolved, the rest will naturally not need to be concerned, and people will not care about your existence at all.

Is this a well-known feeling?

"Ha ha!"

"Is that so?"

"I thought that Cao Jisheng was completely adrift after he was promoted to the demigod realm!"

"Speaking of which, this saint still wants to thank you?"

"Huh? Because of your existence, that Fang Fan didn't transfer this pseudo-god-level Tianlei to the top of this saint's head?"

"Are you still the savior of this saint?"

"Ok?"

The cold snort came, and Ouyang Tu swept over with a sharp look.

Cao Ji seemed a little ignorant for a while, and nodded subconsciously.

"Yes, it is so."

These words are said in a righteous manner.

It just sounds like it's not very good.

Among the bells and whistles, what kind of things are these expressing?

Ok?
Bullshit?
The rhythm of the bullshit is so strong now?

play?

Play around, do some stuff!

Cao Jigang regretted after saying this.

He's crazy.

He is really crazy.

Overloaded.

"no!"

"I was wrong."

"Lord Saint, I... what is my meager power!"

"Everything... everything is because of the saints who are blessed and blessed!"

"Yes! That's it, that's it."

"Whirring whirring."

"I...I'm nothing, I'm just a piece of shit!"

"Master Saint, don't care about me, just... just treat me like a piece of shit."

"Master Saint does not blame me, it is already a great honor for my subordinates."

"It is my great honor, Cao Ji, to meet such a bright master as Lord Sage in my life!"

"Cao Ji will definitely give up his life and forget his death, and serve the saint with his heart and mind!"

The body begins to normalize.

Cao Ji's acting skills began to play again.

At this moment, in order to achieve some kind of real effect, those eyes gradually turned red.

The magnitude of the body tremor has been improved in an all-round way, and the eager and surging mood at this time is vividly displayed!

Not much else to say, this feeling is so vivid!
urgent!

And take off.

Invincible.

Really invincible now.

Eyes completely burst open!
Who is this idea to share with!
Urgent to the extreme, it seems so exciting now.

"Humph!"

"Stay well!"

Ouyang Tu waved his hand and immediately felt the pain in his body. He couldn't help but start to grin, his eyes trembled slightly, his breathing gradually became extremely rapid, his eyes flickered, his expression erratic, and all his feelings were silent.

Very real and very clear.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the pseudo-god-level sky thunder in the air, and then to the invincible Pixiu that was frantically filling and swallowing the sky thunder, and his expression gradually became extremely ugly.

This Fang Fan is very unusual.

If he wants to take revenge, it seems... it doesn't seem that easy!

boom!
Rumble!
The false god-level thunder in the air has not fallen for a long time, and it seems to be even more violent!
At this moment, there were lightning flashes and thunder, all kinds of explosions of thunder sounded in my mind, a pair of eyes gradually gathered, and my thoughts were completely messy.

He wanted to say something, but in the end he was speechless.

"That thunder group... that thunder group is starting to exert its strength!"

"Now it is continuously contributing more energy to the pseudo-god-level thunder!"

"Haha! Hahaha!"

"Good! Good!"

"The speed at which this Pixiu phantom devours the energy of the pseudo-god-level sky thunder is simply not as fast as the speed at which the thunder group provides energy."

"In this case, this pseudo-god-level thunder will only become stronger and stronger."

"And in the process, this Pixiu will be directly supported to death!"

"Good! Good thing! Of course it's a good thing!"

"Fuck you! Blow you to death!"

"Bombing that woman to death now, and making that brat feel uncomfortable for a while, it would be even better if we could kill that brat as well."

"But if you want to achieve this goal, it seems a little difficult."

"Hey, forget it, take your time!"

"This little brat is in pain, I'm happy!"

"Cool!"

Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint of the Temple of the Light Alliance, licked his lips, and while he was talking, the endless light in his eyes flickered wildly.

With such a gesture, who is more to talk to.

Happy batch!
The comfort is gradually in place.

Thousands of thoughts, thoughts are in full thrust!

The pattern of this class of saints is now completely ruined.

After all, it is also a figure above ten thousand people in the Temple of Light Alliance.

Now, he is actually here to gloat over this misfortune?
This looks not only has no pattern at all, but it is really wretched.

The sycophants around looked at each other and then shrugged their shoulders. Although they didn't dare to say anything on the surface, they subconsciously expressed a wave of their own speechlessness and rants in their hearts.

There are numbers in the heart.

(End of this chapter)