Chapter 3718 five million contribution points
"uncomfortable?"
"No?"
"It was very comfortable at the time!"
"Beating is kissing and scolding is love..."
"Master Ouyang Saint loves me every move he does..."
"It is the honor of Cao Ji's life to be loved by Lord Sage..."
"Lord Saint, I beg you, please... love and love your subordinates again..."
"I...I like that feeling."
"Comfortable and exciting."
"Master Saint... Come on..."
Cao Ji's voice gradually became sharper.
Perhaps because of the comprehensive mutilation of the genital organs, his body has also been modified to some extent. For example, the voice line has actually become thinner and sharper.
The voice gradually became distorted...
Ouyang Tu subconsciously shivered.
It doesn't matter about physical attacks or anything, they can still bear it.
Who can withstand this kind of magical attack.
In an instant, the mentality collapsed.
At this moment, his eyes were stunned, his complexion was pale, and a sense of nausea hit him.
Oh shit……
What the hell, are you acting like a baby?
A bad old man, acting like a baby...
Grass!
Even if you're not a beautiful woman, you have to be a pretty face, right?
That's it, who are you scaring? It's annoying to look at the shriveled stuff...
"roll!"
"damn thing!"
"Don't hate labor!"
"After you were frankly castrated, did your whole body also become crippled?"
"If you do this again in the future, just kill it..."
The first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light trembled, and his whole body was swaying.
As he spoke, the cold sweat on his forehead grew more and more.
This time, my mind is full of thoughts, and my thoughts are completely messed up.
This wave of mentality has already collapsed.
too difficult.
Weeping and crying here, but also a hammer.
Just play like this, nothing.
"Yes Yes Yes Yes……"
"Don't dare, never dare again..."
"As long as... as long as my lord... my lord doesn't... don't dislike me."
"I promise... I promise that I will never dare to do this again in the future!"
"call……"
"Without the protection of Lord Saint, Cao Ji...Cao Ji was frightened, so he said some unpleasant things in a short time, and please Lord Saint... don't blame him."
"In this life, Cao Ji can only have a chance of survival if he follows Lord Saint."
"If not, I might as well commit suicide here and come clean!"
"The enmity of the subordinates can only be hoped for by the Lord Saint, and there is hope for revenge..."
"Lord Saint treats me like a reborn parent, Cao Ji knows it well, Cao Ji is endlessly grateful..."
...
Cao Ji lowered his head, and then the flattery on his face reached the extreme.
It can only be said that this guy is really talented in acting.
For example, now, that said, that is called a surge of excitement.
All kinds of ideas and thoughts gathered in the mind, and the whole person gradually took off in an all-round way!
Probably such a very real gesture!
Very realistic and clear.
A wave, floating here!
Of course, it is said like this, but what is in the heart is unknown.
"snort……"
"You're honest..."
"You have to know that if it weren't for the blessing of this saint, you would have been beaten to death by the group of Guangming Academy, and you can still live to this day?"
"Don't think that if you have been promoted to the quasi-demigod level now, your wings will be hardened!"
"You can't! You are still far behind!"
"Without this saint, you are nothing!"
"Of course, as long as you are loyal to this saint, this saint will never treat you badly!"
"In the future, there will definitely be a place for you in the Temple of the Alliance of Light!"
"By the way, how to deal with that Fang Fan next, come up with a charter for me!"
"Asshole!"
"This saint is absolutely not reconciled!"
Ouyang Tu, the first-class saint in the Temple of the Alliance of Light, trembled his lips, and murderous aura overflowed from the depths of his eyes.
Every time he meets that hateful Fang Fan, he, the president of the light camp and the first-class saint of the temple of the light alliance, will suffer a wave of comprehensive ridicule.
enough……
Really enough!
Totally had enough!
At this moment, the indignation in the depths of his heart was welling up in his heart, and in the depths of his eyes, endless murderous light flickered.
Thousands of thoughts, messy thoughts, and gnashing of teeth are fully displayed!
He couldn't believe it anymore, how could he fail time and time again in the presence of a powerful demigod, a dignified first-class saint in the Temple of the Light Alliance!
Terrible!
Every time it seems to be a steal? In the end, he, a first-class saint, became the biggest joke.
For example, if you wanted to capture the invincible giant cannon before, you couldn't let you fire the cannonball no matter what, and wasted tens of pieces of the Pantheon Stone.
These dirty things were spinning wildly in his mind, Ouyang disciple was about to vomit blood for a while!
Damn it!
All be damned!
These shames must not be let go just like that!
The more you think about it, the messier it gets!
"If I don't avenge this revenge, I will become an eternal shame!"
"We must...revenge to the end!"
...
...
In the seemingly peaceful Yuanshi God City, there are undercurrents surging inside.
After the war, I don't know how many things need to be dealt with comprehensively.
Fang Fan came to the Hall of Merit and Honor to exchange for his contribution points.
The first step is naturally to find the current master of the Hall of Merit, Ji Lan, the dean of the Tianwu Academy and the lord of the Divine City of the Seventh Academy.
"Fang Fan, according to calculations, you killed and brought back the heads of three protoss and demigods, with a total of three million contribution points!"
"Also, before you used the invincible cannon to bombard the enemy's rear and injured at least tens of thousands of enemies..."
"According to the contribution point calculation rules..."
"One contribution point is counted for ordinary protoss soldiers in the six-star sanctuary and below, ten contribution points are counted for elite protoss practitioners in the seven-star and eight-star sanctuary realms, and one hundred contribution points are counted for low-level saints and mid-level saints. Contribution points, high-level saints and protoss at the peak of the holy realm count 1,000 contribution points..."
"Forehead……"
"These tens of thousands of protoss cultivators are worth at least a million contribution points."
"In addition, Fang Fan, you have outstanding military exploits, you need additional rewards, and you need to calculate another million contribution points for you!"
"Together, that's five million contribution points!"
"Little friend Fang Fan, with five million contribution points in hand, you can choose all the treasures in the Hall of Merit at will!"
"Little friend Fang Fan, young hero!"
"Why……"
"If this battle hadn't been for the help of Fang Fan, the war would have lasted at least another month, and the final result has not yet been predetermined."
"It's not like now, the Protoss fled in panic!"
"I, Ji Lan, have rarely admired anyone in my life, but today, little friend Fang Fan really admires me!"
Ji Lan was deeply moved, and the depths of her eyes were full of shock.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it just by what others said.
In the past, Fang Fan's performance in front of the God City of the Seven Courts was good, but he was still in the ranks of the evil geniuses.
But now his performance in front of Yuanshi Shencheng has exceeded a certain limit.
