Peach Luck Unparalleled

A small team of demons was dealt with by Qin Feng and Qingya almost instantly.

The guys below who originally chose to surrender all stared at them in midair with wide-eyed eyes, with slightly complicated expressions on their faces.

The beauty inspector was very happy, and said to Qin Feng: "You see, they all worship us. Saving people from danger is indeed a very cool thing."

"I don't think so." He read deeply and experienced many things, and he always felt that the expressions of the people below were too complicated, and they should not just worship.

"Cut, look at me." The beauty spoke a fluent foreign language, and said loudly: "Everyone, you don't have to worry about anything, the demons were defeated by us, and it turns out that they are not invincible. Don't thank us, this is Things we should do..."

"Shut up!" The old man who was in charge of negotiating with the demons cut her off and said sharply, "Huaxia people, if you do this, will we still have a way out?"

Qingya stared: "Ah? What do you mean?"

The old man pointed at her and said: "The demons finally accepted our surrender. Although they will be enslaved by them, at least they can save their lives! If you kill them, they will definitely spread their anger on us. We still have Any chance of surviving?"

Another old man said: "That's right, you can pat your ass and leave after you finish killing people, how about us?"

Immediately, another shrew-level old woman said: "Huaxia people, did you do it on purpose, did you consider our feelings before you did it? Now it's all right, none of us can survive, it's all about you!" It was caused by two! We can't let them go, and when the reinforcements from the Demon Race arrive, we can have an explanation with them."

"Yes, you can't go. You must explain this matter clearly to the demons and say that it has nothing to do with us!"

"When you did it just now, my relatives also died. How do you settle this account?"

Seeing a group of faces filled with righteous indignation, Qingya was dumbfounded, how could this happen?We saved you, okay? It's fine if you don't thank us, but you still say such ugly words.

What is not allowed to go, we must explain clearly to the demons, do we need to explain to the demons?

Besides, even if we want to explain, will people listen?

Seeing her bewildered look, Young Master Qin sighed and said, "You see, this is the ugly side of human nature. These people have already given the most detailed explanation of what it means to treat a donkey's liver and lungs with good intentions, and what it means for a dog to bite Lu Dongbin."

Qing Ya said angrily: "Could it be that they are willing to be slaves to the demons, and they are not willing to fight for freedom?"

"They were scared of being beaten. Fear prevailed over other thoughts." Young Master Qin shook his head and said, "It's useless to tell them anything. They would rather live like ants than die proudly."

"So what do we do?" she asked.

"Hey, do you really want to stay here and help them clarify everything with the demons?" He chuckled and threw out a round object, which was a small nuclear missile.

The missile landed on the highest point of the ruins, and he said coldly: "All of you listen to me, there are two roads before you now. First, detonate the bomb immediately, and everyone here will be killed within a second. There is no pain in losing your life; second, after the demons appear, detonate the bomb and die with them."

Qingya tugged at his sleeve: "Which one will they choose?"

Qin Feng replied confidently: "I won't choose either one, they will choose the third way."

"The third article?" Qingya expressed her incomprehension.

"Just watch, you'll know right away." He said mysteriously, deliberately keeping it a secret.

A group of people first shot hateful glances at them, then sighed, and then they turned around in unison and walked away quickly.

In the end, everyone left, some headed out of the city, some hid in bunkers, and no one stayed behind.

Qingya finally understood, looked at him and said, "This is the third choice?"

"That's right, they no longer have any thoughts of fighting, and their only thought is to survive." He took back the nuclear missile he had just thrown out.

"Okay, I'm done."

……

In the Immortal Gourd Mansion, the owner of the mansion, Chen Juhua Daxian, looked relieved. He stood on the attic and looked at the courtyard not far away.

In the yard, Chen Jie was concentrating on practicing using the Golden Rice Bowl. In front of him were six real immortals of different levels. One after another, they attacked him with spells, and all of them were accepted by the Golden Rice Bowl.

For many years, he had never seen his son work so hard, and the slight unhappiness caused by losing Lei Mingzhu disappeared in an instant.

"Is that all you can do, double the attack power!" Brother Taohua shouted a little unhappy.

The six real immortals are all servants of the Immortal Gourd Mansion, and they showed embarrassment. This is the third time the young master asked to speed up the frequency. Before, they all had the idea of ​​accompanying the prince to study, but after a long time, they realized that he was just playing. real.

How to improve, everyone has done their best.

But the young master has a request, even if he gritted his teeth, it doesn't matter if he offended the master of the house, if he dared to make Chen Jie unhappy, he would really be in trouble.

Several guys looked at each other and released spells at the same time, and the magic weapon suspended in the air emitted colorful rays of light.

"Good time!" Brother Taohua shouted happily, the golden rice bowl in front of him spun quickly, and successfully devoured the incoming spell. Smash it.

The six people were startled, and the one who reacted the fastest had already made a sloppy movement, but it was still a step too late, and was detained by the golden rice bowl together with the magic weapon.

Brother Taohua is so happy. It turns out that the Golden Rice Bowl has so many functions. If I had known it earlier, I wouldn’t have lost so badly against the general-level demons last time.

The owner of the palace, Chen Juhua, clapped his hands and flew over, and said with a smile: "Hey boy, he is indeed a good son of the old man. Let me just say, how can my old Chen's son be a waste."

"That's right, I used to just be seductive but not expressive, and I was calm and unwilling to show it." Brother Taohua said proudly.

The mansion master said again: "You practiced so hard, did you want to seek revenge from someone? What happened? The last time the injury was so serious, I heard from people in the mansion that it happened once before."

Chen Jie blushed: "It's nothing, I will settle my own affairs, so don't worry about it. By the way, Chen Juhua, do you have any treasures at home? Lend them to me too."

The Palace Master's face turned into a monkey's ass, and he said in a muffled voice: "In front of this servant, can you not call me Chen Juhua?"