Chapter: 8854

Zhang Han said a specific figure, which he thought might be convincing.

However, according to the previous ancestral invitation ceremony, according to Zhang Han's inability to deal with chains, considering all the circumstances, how could they not understand?

"I won't go." Mu Xue said stubbornly.

"I'm not leaving either." Chu Qingyi.

"Let's go, let's get in the way here." Mengmeng said in an impatient tone, and took off her schoolbag: "Da Hei Xiao Hei, get out of here too, don't delay our important business here."

Mengmeng felt very uncomfortable, but she had to pretend to be strong.

This time, she pretended not to deceive others, but to cover up her sadness.

"I won't go, you are the little master, but not the master, so I don't listen to you." Dahei curled his lips.

What Mengmeng said was silent.

Xiao Hei is very majestic, his size has grown, and he guards Mengmeng's side.

boom!

Suddenly, a muffled sound resounded through the world.

Everyone looked around and saw Yue Wuwei with a calm expression. He hit himself in the chest with his right fist.

bang bang bang!

Yue Wuwei's fist was placed in his heart, and he looked directly at Zhang Han: "We have been together for so many years, and I also understand a truth."

Suddenly, Yue Wuwei raised his right fist and said in a deep voice:

"Life and death are shared!"

Boom boom boom!

The millions of Crescent Mountain's core team in the rear hit the ground with mist.

At the beginning, there were a few people, and gradually, hundreds, thousands, and millions.

Including Zhao Feng, Zhang Guangyou, Rong Jiali and others.

"Life and death are shared!"

In the world, there are only these four words, and the powerful sound waves are spreading in all directions.

As the sun sets, the sky and the earth are filled with golden yellow, but in this world, it is filled with desolation and lamentations!

The wind is rustling, which is like a tragic song between heaven and earth.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Han was silent.

More than half of the Wanzu who watched through the live broadcast were also silent.

"This kind of scene is rare."

An old ancestor smiled wryly and said: "I regret inviting my ancestors now. Let me ask, if it were our power, knowing that they would die, how many people would stay?"

"We may have misunderstood Immortal Lord Hanyang. With such cohesion, he is an excellent leader, and he is not killing."