"Your Excellency is satisfied?"
And I said in a joking tone of the pinnacle king who was looking at him from a distance.
"Satisfied? The king's husband laughed. I will be satisfied if you retreat and leave. I dare to ask, why did you lead the army to attack? In other words, did the citizens of Mingxu provoke you, why? Lead the army into the city and turn this place into hell? You are frantically killing innocent people, what are you going to do?"
I deliberately brought up the topic.
"Ignorant rats, strangers and yin spirits are incompatible with fire and water in Mingxu City. Now that we have the right to send troops at will, of course we have to take this city. When the mortal is dead, some of the tougher ghosts are talented. Isn’t it a new Yin Soldier? It can be a supplement to the Legion, and there are many benefits. You said, can this coach miss this opportunity?"
The king's husband uttered a fallacy.
From his point of view, maybe, this is justified.
But the mirror in my heart is also the same, this is the thinking mode that the Yin Department Planning Department forcibly infuse them.
These methods are truly terrifying, and none of the peak kings realize that they are being controlled and played tricks.
But I can't tell the truth, so I can only mention them in circles. However, people don't eat this set at all!
Glancing at the other side pityingly, his eyes are very vague, but I underestimated how sensitive the other side is.
"Jiang Du, what is your look? Are you pity and sympathy? You are looking for death!"
The king's husband was furious.
"Ho ho ho ho!"
Seventy to eighty thousand Yin soldiers screamed in agreement, increasing their power.
"Shut up, shut up, your yelling is so terrible!"
I pointed to the opposite side, arrogantly from east to west, and pointed half a circle!
This action completely angered the Yin Soldiers, and they howled desperately.
If it weren't for the military order, I would have rushed forward to give me a cruel!
The flying king with gloomy eyes raised his arm.
A group of Yin soldiers immediately silenced, but their eyes locked me fiercely, their hatred doubled...
"A mage in the middle of the tower-casting stage, facing his commander and tens of thousands of troops, dare to clamor like this without saying anything? Jiang Du, there are so many human masters that this king has seen, but you are really rare, and this king has them all. The meaning of pity
, If you surrender obediently, how about this king to keep you alive? "
The king's husband began to'call for peace'.
I couldn't help but Da Le: "It turned out to be such a meaning, it's a good idea, because I can use it to'consider for a while', can't I? Time, you go by quickly!"
I yelled wildly in my heart.
"Boom!"
The sound of footsteps sounded, and I looked in astonishment, only to find that there were three giants, uh, three ghosts carrying a huge banner coming from the depths of the team.
These three Yinlings are too tall, they are all over 2.5 meters tall. The guy in the middle is probably 2.5 meters tall. He raised a banner, which is the one I saw when I was in Xitai Ling. .
Different from the banner of the Ten Temples in the rear, this is a banner representing King Wang and King Flying. It is a black flag with a dark blue devil's face embroidered with fangs and angry eyes and four horns on the head.
I was very impressed with this flag, but I recognized it after a glance. It was the side I saw when I was in Xitai Ling.
The three high-spirited standard bearers arrived behind Wang Jun and raised this devil's battle banner high.
Wang Jun looked back at his banner, turned his head and said to me: "Jian Du, as long as you kneel before this banner and swear surrender and allegiance, not only will your life be saved, but even all within the circle will be saved. Human lives can be saved. This king is compassionate and allows them not to be slaves. What, is this sincere enough?"
"Then you will let them leave the Underworld City safely?"
I asked again.
Wang Jun’s face became cold, and he said in a condensed voice, “This is a bit too much. They can only be prisoners, but they are better than slaves without freedom? This is because your talents and methods allow this king to appreciate it. Preferential treatment, you don’t have to make an inch."
As soon as King Wangjun uttered this, I snorted in secret, but my face remained calm. Instead, I looked up at the devil's banner and suddenly asked faintly: "Is there any allusion to the dark blue devil's head on this? Why are you? And another ghost king, wearing such a devil mask? Why don't you show your true colors, or are you two too ugly to see people?"
I'm looking for a topic deliberately, don't worry
They didn’t take the bait. After all, they didn’t know about the approaching point of the competition. The part of the ghost officials who had the upper hand in the Yin Division’s planning department had already gone shamelessly to the extreme. They used the black handprints to attract the army and besieged me here. If you don't believe it, they still dare to secretly inform Wangjun that the details of the Touring Tournament are unsuccessful
If you do that, you can't sit back and watch the Yama of the Ten Temples, right
On this point, I am still very confident.
The situation in front of me is the greatest display of those guys who have hatred for me, and it can't be more excessive.
This is not a play house.
That's the limit that the ghost officials who have a good impression of me can tolerate.
"Shut up! Jiang Du, you are too presumptuous! What the king looks like, it's not your turn to tell."
The Flying King was furious.
"Really? The relationship is good. I am a man. I am only interested in beauties. I am just curious about what your two men look like. You don’t want to show your face. I have nothing to accept. This is your freedom. Don’t worry about this, come and tell me, is there any allusion to the dark blue devil?"
I sneered in response to such a remark, and an angry crowd of Yin soldiers snorted.
If it hadn't been for the princes' delay in ordering, they would have done it long ago.
"Jian Du, I have to say, you are the most arrogant young man this king has ever seen, but you have certain qualifications. After all, the tower-casting mage who can save and escape from our brothers, you are still the head One! So, this king tolerates a little arrogance, but you should not be too arrogant, otherwise, this king will not be easy to protect you."
Wang Jun, the king takes the call.
In fact, anyone with a discerning eye can see through it.
The flying king plays the red face, and the Wangjun king plays the white face. Anyway, the purpose is to defeat the soldiers without fighting. Wangjun is wise, but he does not know that he is falling into the rhythm of our time delaying.
"Thank you for your kindness, but are you really not going to talk about the devil's allusions?"
I insist on asking.
The two peak ghost kings glanced at each other, obviously a little confused, wondering why I am so interested in the devil's portrait on the banner
Under no circumstances, the Flying King stepped forward and explained the origin of the deep blue devil with a condensed voice.
(End of this chapter)