Chapter 432

Looking at the ignorant expression of the crowd, the man in Ma Yi grinned and said: "there are three planets in Chan Cang stream, and those two planets are much bigger than koha. So every five years, they send a batch of 200 people. Now there are more than 1000 people in each hall. If you are found by them, you can't even plug your teeth! Hum... If you follow captain bodingtian, your safety will be guaranteed! "

When you listen to it, you are all dumbfounded. There are still aliens, and there are many more people. As the people in linen said, it is really possible that they will be targeted by aliens.

When everyone was at a loss, fan Qingchen suddenly said in surprise: "you, are you bodingtian?"

The man in green in his fifties was about to speak when he heard a Xu Niang next to him say, "there's a fake. BOGO was the first elder of Zhenge sect 30 years ago. If he hadn't come here, the leader of Zhenge sect would have been him!"

As soon as fan Qingchen heard this, he stepped forward quickly. Then he saluted Bo Dingtian deeply and said, "the 564th generation of zhengezong, the chief disciple fan Qingchen, has met Bo Laozu!"

"What?!..." Bo Dingfeng also stares at surprised way.

Then, with a deep sigh, he gritted his teeth and said, "beizhouzi, you old man, I will cut you to pieces!"

At this time, another beautiful girl and a man came up and said, "Zhenge sect of 564 generations, core disciples Hua Murong and Han Tong, have met Laozu!"

Bo Dingfeng was angry again. His eyes were full of hate and helplessness. Then he said in a sad voice, "follow me. In the future, we will depend on each other."

From his expression, there was no arrogance. It was like that he was ten years old and became a kind old man.

"Lao Zu, what about our friends Fan Qingchen asked.

"All together, the more powerful we are, the less we will be bullied by the bandits! As for the one bottle for ten years, we don't need the Citrine particles. Let's live together. How long we can live depends on our own nature. " Bo Dingtian said slowly.

"Thank you, Mr. Bo. We'll take care of a bottle of citrine particles every ten years. We can't break the rules of Mr. Bo." Said Michen.

"Lao Zu, this is my good brother Mi Chen. He is the elder of Taiyi sect, and this is Wu Huaji..." he introduced several people he knew to bodingtian one by one.

Bo Dingtian nodded and said, "OK, OK, I'm so young and promising. It's a pity that I was sent here. It's a pity! Unfortunately... "

After the introduction, several disciples of the sect recognized their ancestors. These people were cheated to come here ten, twenty or thirty years ago. They can live until now because of their unity. Otherwise, they would have been killed by the alien team.

For a moment, the whole mountain, resounding with angry calls and curses, let his (her) just calm heart, and full of anger, finally can only be in, endless hate and curses in the long calm, there is no other way.

The whole bare mountain peak is full of helplessness. After the indignation, everyone fell into silence again, like death

Here the wind, with a slightly dry, the whole sky, almost no cloud, only that like the sun, but not the sun of the day, reflecting hundreds of lonely faces, his (her) eyes empty, lonely, helpless, but also with a kind of hope and hope.

But this hopeless hope is so untouched that it seems that it can be extinguished by a single blow