Chapter 1284 (1/2)

After Zhang Ziling finished processing nine heaven level holy places, nine old people had been carved into slavery and knelt quietly in the hall.

Things have become a set, which is the best result for nine old people.

Wang family, Jin family, Zhao family, Gu family The four did not come, and nine old people had predicted the end of their holy land.

No matter what abacus the few people are playing, what cards are hidden behind them, they can never escape the fate of the exterminated.

Blood, may dye red sky Xuan to Shenzhou.

They don't think the devil will be soft hearted.

Nine people knelt on the ground, and looked at Zhang Ziling, and after being copied, they were desperate first, but now they are very relaxed.

It's like, there's something in your heart that's down.

In fact, nine people have never forgotten Zhang Ziling's kindness, all of them today, can be said to be given by Zhang Ziling.

The devil It's like their father.

When choosing to leave the palace, the guilt in the hearts of nine people is not going to fade away.

Because they know that once they do it, there will always be cracks in the relationship with Zhang Ziling.

Zhang Ziling calmly looked at nine people who still knelt on the ground, with deep eyes and no words.

”Master...”

An Bei just wanted to open up, Zhang Ziling put out his hand, stopped Anbei.

Dare not speak, Anbei stood quietly behind Zhang Ziling.

The hall was quiet and nine people knelt, and tears fell from their old cheeks.

Although some are saints, they are masters of the heaven level Holy Land in xuanxiao mainland, but They are now like lost children, very lonely.

”Palace Lord, I, I Can you call you master? ” Ming family ancestors eyes red choking, toward Zhang Ziling down.

”I know you are wrong tomorrow At the beginning, the master brought the ming'er out of the slave cave, and the master should always serve him. ”

”You can copy my house, beat me, scold me, kill me, let me be a slave for my whole life.”

”Yes I will call you master tomorrow, you Can you give me a promise? ”

The foreheads of Ming family touched the cold floor tiles, choking, and the voice was very low.

Tears wet the floor tiles.

At this moment, the ancestors of Ming family were no longer the great powers of the powerful sages, but more like the slaves who had made mistakes.

Anbei saw the ancestors of Ming family kneeling on the ground, but also the heart was sour, tears could not stop falling out.

The other eight ancestors also worshipped Zhang Ziling with tears.

”Master We're wrong. ”

Hoarse voice in the hall sounded, Gu Changqing and any day also from the nose acid, will head to one side, do not bear to see the picture.

It's really too humble.

For nine old people, such humble requirements, but so incomparable luxury.

Zhang Ziling looked at nine old people who could not be worshipped, and he sighed deeply and felt a thousand.

In fact, Zhang Ziling also understood their choice.

Even when Zhang Ziling saw Anbei die for the devil palace and bury himself as a great emperor, Zhang Ziling still had a little anger in his heart.

They are not to blame for their choice.

Powerless struggle can only usher in death, except for leaving the pain to the later generations, nothing can be changed.

But, after choosing, it becomes a price.