Reverse Resurrection Blue Buff of Global Gods

Wang Shuang was infected by the anger of his tribe, clenched his fists, and shouted at Song Qingshu: "Song Qingshu, let the leaders of the two tribes fight it out!"

Song Qingshu pushed down his glasses and asked, "Why should I let my men fight with your men?"

Although the attribute panel of high-level elves is higher than that of ordinary low-level soldiers, it does not mean that they have no weaknesses. Especially the night elves, who are famous for their agility and ghostly appearance, are far weaker than the dwarves in terms of strength.

Wang Shuang was furious, "In this competition, we will decide the final outcome based on the results of their leaders' competition."

He seemed to be afraid of the coming dark night and let his subordinates die tragically at the hands of the night elves. He shouted with red eyes: "Song Qingshu, don't bully others too much."

In the world of super gods, there are many newcomers who just regard the tribes they own as a kind of property, but there are also many people who regard the tribes under their command as companions, friends, and even close relatives. What's more, some regard the tribes under their command as companions, friends, and even close relatives. What's more, some regard the tribes they own as a kind of property. Guoheng introduced the true gods of the land of void and chaos, and many gods would marry their subordinates to form new families.

For example, the bloodline owned by Zhao Qianye's mother was passed down after the ancestors of the Liu family married the Elf Queen.

Song Qingshu was indifferent to Wang Shuang's collapse. All he cared about was winning or losing. However, in order not to completely offend the opponent and have his real life affected, he pushed down his glasses frame and turned to look at the sky above God's Domain, which was the viewing platform. direction, and said slowly: "This requires the approval of the teachers on both sides."

Wang Shuang was about to be discouraged, but when he heard this, he was overjoyed and looked up towards the viewing platform.

The head teacher of Class 5 looked at Li Ruolan with a hint of embarrassment on his face, but for the sake of his students, he was willing to lower his face and ask the class teacher of Class 2 for a favor.

"Teacher Li, I owe you a favor and let the two children have a fair duel! What do you think?"

As adults, everyone saw Song Qingshu's intention of praising his class teacher. The other party had the upper hand in the battle, and he obviously wanted to use his advantage to give the teacher a favor.

Adults understand it.

Li Ruolan did not directly answer the other party's request. Instead, he looked at Song Qingshu and asked from a distance: "Classmate Song Qingshu, are you sure you want to give up the advantage you have to others?"

She seemed to be worried that this little guy who had been exposed to the cold and warmth of the world too early and whose nerves were extremely sensitive and fragile would make this choice for other reasons, so she specifically reminded her, "As your teacher, what the teacher cares about most is yours." Growth, nothing else can compare to you, do you understand, kid?"

Song Qingshu's emotional eyes were slightly red, but he suppressed the tumbling emotions in his heart, but when he said the words, he was still slightly choked, "Although the students have a strong desire to win, they also want to be recognized by Senior Qianba. I will let the senior I know that everything he did half a month ago was not wrong and would not be wrong."

"Whoosh!"

At this time, on the viewing platform, densely packed students and parents all turned to look at Zhao Qianye.

Everyone's eyes showed deep shock.

The master of a night elf with a high-level intelligent race, a ghostly appearance, and fierce killing power, actually respected a young man so much.

What is this for?

What could make a genius admire another similar boy so highly?

This question echoed in the hearts of almost everyone.

"Husband, husband, he is talking about our son, he is talking about our son!" Liu Xiyue grabbed her husband's big hand and burst into tears.

Nothing makes Liu Xiyue, a parent, more moved than having a genius praise her son.

"Smelly brother, you have really grown up...you have begun to be respected and loved by others!" Zhao Qianyue's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and Song Qingshu's words brought her to tears.

In the world of super gods, a god family with insufficient foundation actually finds its status very embarrassing on many occasions. Especially since Zhao Qianye's extraordinary talent has been revealed, it has always made the family both fearful and happy. The status of the family has always been...

In many cases it is even more embarrassing.

What they are afraid of is that once Zhao Qianye realizes the priesthood, which is the chief priesthood and the powerful priesthood, he is destined to embark on the path of enmity with the ancient gods. Who dares not to be afraid of this kind of path? Who can not be afraid?

In history, the Twilight of the Gods that once broke out was caused by the priesthood, which caused chaos among the gods of the universe.

Fortunately, once Zhao Qianye, who has extraordinary talent, realizes the chief priesthood and the powerful priesthood, the Zhao and Liu families will be able to get rid of this embarrassing position of being neither above nor below, which will be of great benefit to the entire family.

happy event.

Liu Xiyue, Zhao Dingnan, and Zhao Qianyue have been watching Zhao Qianye reveal his extraordinary talent little by little. They have always been afraid that their close relatives will embark on a lonely and dead end on the road to becoming gods. But now they see Zhao Qianye

Chiba has her own supporters, and she is the kind of die-hard loyalist who almost worships her at the drop of a hat. As close relatives, can they not cry with joy?

Zhao Dingnan hugged his wife's shoulders, his emotional eyes were red, and comforted: "You see, this is the charm of our son. He already has the basic potential to become a leader, and his charm is already gathering people like him.

Genius. The path he takes is not a dead end, and it will never be a dead end."

"Brother, maybe we really misunderstood this bastard Song Qingshu!" Xiaopang said to Zhao Qianye emotionally.

Even though Zhao Qianye was so complimented by Song Qingshu in public, his heart was filled with excitement, which made his bones almost crisp, but the caution of his new life prevented him from deciding anything too arbitrarily. Instead, he replied cautiously: "First of all,

Let’s take a look, don’t be in a hurry!”

The little fat boy was shocked. He looked at the boss with a different look, but nodded in agreement.

Li Ruolan had a look of emotion on her face. She recalled that not long ago, Zhao Qianye offended Adolf for rescuing Song Qingshu, a descendant with huge power. At that time, almost no one was optimistic about this matter, but the rewards came soon.

She took a deep look at Zhao Qianye, who looked calm and composed, and then said to Song Qingshu: "The teacher will support your decision without reservation. Do it according to your ideas, child!"

After Song Qingshu got the answer, he took off his glasses and wiped the tears from his eyes. After putting on his glasses again, his whole demeanor changed and he became a little aggressive.

In this world, what he wants and what he wants to protect can only be protected by himself. This is when his father died tragically, his mother was seriously injured, and all the burdens of the family fell on his small shoulders.

, he understands the truth.

The younger sister in the family needs to rely on him if she wants to become successful; the mother, who has suffered a serious injury, also needs to rely on him for physical fitness.

He could not rely on anyone, but there was only one person who never abandoned him.

Song Qingshu spread his hands and looked at a pair of white and smooth little hands. Under the sunlight, they were exactly the same as others. There was no golden light, nor were they full of calluses. They were just ordinary people's hands, but he had to use such ordinary hands.

, supporting a family's sky.

He covered the dazzling sun with his hands, seeming to murmur or laugh at himself, "My Song Qingshu's hands are like this day!"