I Am Not the Supreme God

Following the ancestors who came to the palace hall, the Kun's bloodline continues to this day, and there are already more than a hundred people who have been married by foreigners.

　　 is still quite spacious in the main hall, which can accommodate more than a hundred people in this vast soup.

　　 There were no outsiders present, and even the waiters were not allowed to enter. The gate was tightly closed, but the surrounding lights reflected the magnificent palace with splendor.

　　 This is the first time in so many years that the Kun clan has completely gathered, but no outsiders are present.

　　 In the past, even in internal meetings and ancestor worship ceremonies, there would be more or less other people present.

　　 has a slightly solemn atmosphere, so that the younger generations who are not good at their brains also seem to perceive the tremor of the atmosphere.

　　 One is because they have never experienced such a scene. They are all relatives looking up and down, and there are no waiters waiting to be sent or waiting.

　　The second is that they can see some complex emotions and worry on the faces of certain relatives.

　　 Kunlun, a high-ranking elder, also bowed his head and stood silently in front, waiting for his ancestor's words.

　　 Seeing everyone standing respectfully, Kumbana didn't mean to grind, and said: "Some people may know why I called all of you here."

　　 Some old people were puzzled, and said in amazement: "Please ancestors make it clear, we... don't know."

Kunlun glanced sideways at his brother, sighing in his heart, he couldn't awaken his spiritual wisdom when he was old. This is what those people want. It is hard to imagine that if the ancestors do not return, after a few generations, the Kun family will be What is the situation.

　　He said: "You don't know, someone knows, listen to your ancestors."

　　 The old man was stunned. On the faces of the Hui dynasty people, he found that some people had complicated expressions, and he seemed to be prepared.

　　 Then why don’t you know?

　　 What the **** is it, I am the same generation as Kunlun, so why am I still kept in the dark?

　　 But he didn't mean to be dissatisfied, after all, his ancestors are here, no matter how senior he is, he will not have the turn to be presumptuous.

Cumbana continued: "Presumably many of you have also discovered that this world seems to be different from what you heard from others. Behind the light, there is imperceptible darkness, but most of you will never be able to That's it.

　　 I would like to ask Kunjia Erlang, what would you do if someone wanted to kill our blood, blind our eyes, and shame the glory that the descendants of the saints should have? "

　　 "Do you still have to ask!"

The young man, who is also a generation of eight princes, immediately clamored, "Ancestor, the blood of saints cannot be humiliated. This is a truth that everyone knows! If anyone wants to break our knees, we will be blinded." Our eyes, then cut their claws and destroy their minds!"

　　 I don’t know where I learned the words, but they are high-sounding words, which let the younger generation's blood and blood diverge and agree.

Kumbana raised his hand, motioned to them to slow down, and continued: "Okay, I heard your request, then I will ask you again, if those minions in the dark turn into a hotbed of depravity, in you When I didn't notice it, I infiltrated this imperial city and used gentle means to steal my Kun's Missin, monitor your behavior, and corrupt your will, what should I do?"

　　 "Does the ancestor mean a spy?"

A young and energetic girl said: "I have seen some ministers have something wrong, they look at me, they are always weird! If there are such people, I think that when you break, just as you said. Speaking of, change, especially to change in the direction of beauty, that will bleed and sacrifice. Although I am still young, Kun's honor is still in my heart. For those who have insulted the blood of saints, no matter what they coax their elders. No matter how happy it is, it is unforgivable!"

　　Kumbana looked at the righteous indignation, the younger generations who were more eloquent than Hachioji, said: "You mean, for such people, should I kill them cleanly?"

"kill!"

　　 Someone said: "Whoever insults the blood of a saint is like an insult to a god, he must be killed!"

　　 Someone echoed: "Never give such a person any chance, do you think mother?"

　　 The mother who was called by her son barely squeezed out a smile, and had to agree: "Yes, yeah."

　　 The clever little girl saw the complicated looks of certain elders, thinking that they were just embarrassed, fearing that sacrifice would cause turmoil in the ruling and the opposition.

Then he said: "Although you are the elders, but I still want to say that sometimes those ministers are too presumptuous. If they are spies, they kill them! There are ancestors here, my Kun family bloodline, no longer tolerate. Don't let others interfere, let alone be an enemy of those people!"

　　 Someone supported and said: "Yes! The saint ancestors are here, they are nothing!"

Kumbana smiled vicissitudes and weird, and said: "Okay, stop, then I will try to do what you say. I hope that after tonight, you will all be able to grow up and understand that there has never been any saint's blood, even if I, and everything, are won on my own. The mercy of the gods has never been a reason for me to wait for presumptuous and dullness."

　　 After all, he looked at everyone and said: "Among you, how many of you are spies for those people, who have been lurking in my Kunshi for a lifetime, come forward."

　　 The atmosphere fell silent for a while.

　　 Most of the younger generation hasn't turned the corner yet, and their brains are a little down. They look left and right, but they don't see other strange faces.

　　 Some of the elders are emotionally deep, but some of them don't know why.

　　Only the three old people headed by Kunlun looked sad and could not help themselves.

When Kumbana saw that no one was moving, he said again: "Hurry up, please go to Huangquan with dignity. Those who take the initiative to stand up, I don't need to pursue more things. As long as your lives are only, my patience... is Limited."

　　噗通!

　　噗通! !

　　噗通! ! !

　　 The voice just fell~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Someone finally made a decision, walked out of the crowd with a dead face, and knelt directly in front of Kumbana.

　　 This scene silly all the Kun clan people, they stared at each other in a daze, and the quiet hall turned into a noisy bustling city.

　　 "Mother, grandma, why are you..."

　　 "Father, what are you doing out? Come back soon!"

　　 "No, it's impossible, how is it possible! Madam, daughter-in-law, and..."

　　 Looking at the sinners who consciously confessed, walking out of the crowd under the majesty of the saints, almost one of the four people, all knelt down on the ground with ashen faces.

　　 The young generation is crazy.

　　 The elders Tongtong began to doubt life.

　　 Kunlun and other elders who saw through life laughed sadly there.

　　 "Hahahaha, it turns out there are so many, this is the ending I never dared to imagine, and I didn't want to face it."

　　 "His heart can be punishable! His heart can be punishable! Only by returning blood to blood can Kun's Qingming be returned!"

　　 "I love you Carter, even if you are a traitor, but you damn, I will die with you."

"We grow old together, but the festival is not guaranteed. I guessed a little earlier, but I never dared to face it. When I am unable to change, I would like to live with you in the illusory prosperity, but the saints are ahead, if I don’t kill you , I am ashamed of my ancestor, ashamed of heaven and earth!"

　　 "Damn it, traitor, beast, bitch! Is my Kunshi subverted by Er et al? Let's go to Huangquan Road with me! Don't meet again in your next life!"