Taozi only thinks that the young master is really great. After the earth-shaking changes have taken place in the world of demons, the world of gods will undergo tremendous changes again!
"Get food and drink for the young master of the God Realm, it's not a scene, you have to really get him some food and drink." Tian Miao's mouth evoked a wicked smile, "Before corroding their spirits, corrode their bodies first. "
"I understand! Order!" Taozi instantly understood the meaning of the young master. After he came down, he hurried to prepare food, and also thoughtfully prepared a tent for the young master of the Protoss.
In this way, for the three days that the young master of the Protoss was a prisoner, he had eaten and drank and played well. What he eats every day will shock him again and again, why is there such a delicious food? His mahjong skills are also improving rapidly. From the first three to win one, he can still win occasionally. And he found a thing dangerously, he actually thought this thing was a bit fun
No, no, get rid of this idea now. The things of the Demon Race are all evil, and you can't get involved with them, it will corrode your soul.
Three days later, the demons brought the young master of the gods to the agreed place. Came to the center of the battlefield of gods and demons.
When the God Race army saw their young master appear, they all looked at the young master nervously, worried whether the young master was wronged or insulted.
As a result, they saw that the young master seemed to be in good spirits, and was it their illusion? Feeling that the young master seems to be a little more rounded
No, no, it won't! It must be an illusion!
"Let's start." Tian Miao didn't talk nonsense, set up the table and called Wu Lu and Shi Yang up.
The Protoss was facing a formidable enemy, and the two young gods had a resolute look on their faces, and they went to the mahjong table with a tragic look in their eyes.
Then there is the sound of "crashing" playing mahjong.
The two gods will sit opposite each other, and the two demon generals will also sit opposite each other.
The black demon army and the white protoss army were clearly separated, standing on both sides, watching the four people in the middle playing mahjong with nervous and solemn expressions.
Old fried dough sticks like Wu Lu and Shi Yang have long been afraid of fire. How could the two gods who have only studied for three days be their opponents
The two gods were soon killed, leaving behind their armor and surrendering.
"Hu!"
"Touch yourself!"
The words that Wu Lu and Shi Yang said were the most frequent.
The faces of the two divine generals became paler and paler, and cold sweat broke out from their foreheads.
The final result is of course self-evident, the two demons will win and the two gods will lose with sweat.
"You lost." Tian Miao smiled, her voice clearly reaching the ears of all the Protoss present, "I'll give you one more chance, three days is too short after all. Three months, three months later to compete here again. However, your young master and god general will be guests here. Don't worry, our demons are the most kind and hospitable, and will treat them favorably."
The Protoss turned pale and wanted to refute something, but they didn't know how to speak. I want to fight, but the young master is still in the opponent's hands, and the young master sends them a voice transmission to tell them not to act rashly.
"If you are not convinced, go back and practice your skills. After three months, I hope you can redeem your young master and god general. Well, go back." Tian Miao waved his hand.
The young master of the Protoss stood beside Tianxiao and used the secret method of the Protoss to transmit his voice: "Go back, I really didn't endure hardship. Go back and practice again. After three months, I will be ashamed. We must prove to them that our Protoss is invincible! I'm waiting for you here, I believe you can do it!"
(End of this chapter)