There was a quarrel in the camp of the demon king and the brave, although the plan went smoothly, and there was a high probability of success, they had mages, priests, warlocks, scientists, generals, etc., but there were no soldiers, they did not just need to know the machine of obedience to their superiors, they had their own cognitive beliefs and pursuits, originally just a little complaining words, but soon evolved into quarrels and quarrels.

One side said that their plan was too hasty, and they didn't think about the aftermath at all, and now that various problems have erupted, and the people's lives are precarious, it is not as good as before, if this trend continues, even if they succeed in eliminating the Destruction Order, what will happen? Isn't it in vain that nothing can be saved? All that is left is a desolate land, and they should change the details of their plans and start with something else.

The other side thinks that those guys on the other side think too well, how can there be success in the world without paying a price, even the medicine to cure the disease will cause damage to the body, not to mention that they are now taking a fierce medicine to the world? Wealth and land don't matter whatever, as long as civilization and population are still there, there will always be a time for a new rise, and they have now taken remedial measures, although the effect is not great, but they have been working hard, haven't they?

Neither side could convince anyone, so they simply fought directly, originally just a few people, not who always slipped their hands and hit the people who watched the excitement, so things got out of control, and directly evolved into a big brawl involving almost everyone, the holy light and spells flew together, and the fighting spirit and internal strength danced together, and the scene was chaotic.

Although no weapons were used, they were still beaten with blue noses and swollen faces, and the two sides of the fight were lying on the ground gasping for breath, looking at the image of other people as if they had failed plastic surgery, they couldn't help but laugh out loud, if there is any grudge between men that can't be solved by a fight, then there will be another fight, if it doesn't work, then a group fight, not to mention that there is no deep hatred on the calculation side, but the battle of ideas and what I have seen and heard in the recent period of time are more serious.

In general, the team established in a hurry between the demon kings and the brave men who have enmity and enmity, the atmosphere is more harmonious and harmonious, and the trust and understanding are deepened and strengthened unconsciously, but this quarrel is indeed a wake-up call for them, the primary purpose at the beginning was to organize the destruction of the Order's fish and death nets, and now they are not so urgent They can slowly clean up those guys, and by the way, reduce the sequelae, so they decided to divide two thousand people to establish a "watchman", Responsible for protecting and gathering the people and destroying the plans of the Destruction Cultists from the surface, and uprooting the Destruction Cult when the time comes.

Looking at the quarrel that ended happily with everyone, Locke glanced at Sayre, who was pretending to be innocent on the side, and sighed: "It seems that you have learned a lot from your father." ”

"Uncle, what are you talking about, why don't I understand." Cell, leaning against the door frame, said, "I'm going to sue you for slandering me like this." ”

"Well, before you say that, you'd better hide that voice-changing prop behind you, or wait for them to react, tsk, I don't know what's going to happen." Locke shook his head and patted Cell's shoulder as if he had caught his nephew who had been exposed after the prank had been successful: "But good job!" Although you are not the strongest among us, you must be the most suitable one to lead, keep it up. ”

Celle hid his things in a cold sweat and let out a sigh: "Leader?" It seems to be quite interesting. ”

So in this way, the salvation plan of the demon kings and heroes is going smoothly.

"Didn't they do a good job?" You, who turned back into a hairball, looked up at the girl Dong with a blushing face: "What did you cry just for?" ”

"That ......" held Yu in his arms and his brain was in a state of short circuit, and he didn't know what to say at all, this was the first time that Yu handed her to deal with alone, and she really wanted to be praised after doing it, but she felt as if she had done it badly, and she would definitely be scolded or even abandoned by the gods when the time came, and she would turn back into that lonely orphan again, and never see the gods again, thinking of the past experience, she couldn't help but fall into despair, and then she was "saved" by the secluded place again, and she couldn't help crying out.

But how many people know the girl's heart?

"Forget it, I'll come by myself, winter, you still have a lot to learn, now go to the temple with me, cook for me, I'm hungry!" Yu jumped on Dong's head and fell on his stomach, like a fur hat.

I don't know if it's because of the shame of poor work or the shyness of close contact with You, the red-faced Dong took him back to the temple with You, and the gem mirror that had disappeared appeared again, and it became two-sided, each showing different content, live broadcasting two different salvation plans, but unfortunately there was no barrage and complaints, and there were only two viewers, which must be said to be a pity.

Furball flew back to his place, and Winter retreated to prepare food for Furball.

And the two salvation plans are still unfolding at their own pace.

Speaking of the old man's system, Mo Yuwen directly brought the carriage of Moyun Dao and the flying tiger that led the car over to be regarded as waste utilization, the old man looked at the simple but not atmospheric carriage, flew away with a knife, and directly cut off the carriage of the carriage and left only one board, just like an ordinary carriage, the old man sat on it with satisfaction, and when the old man got on the car, the flying tiger exploded directly on the spot, and the flesh and blood flew all over the sky.

The old man stared at the pile of flesh carefully, but quickly stretched his brows: "It seems that it is not, is it just because of the contract?" However, it can also be reused. As he spoke, under Mo Yuwen's strange gaze, he directly took out a spiritual spirit from behind him, and threw it at the pile of flesh and blood, like a milk swallow throwing himself into his arms, and the spirit absorbed all the flesh and blood on it, forming a huge light cocoon, shrinking and rising like a heart.

Soon after, with a long hiss, a strange beast with scales and a mouth full of sharp teeth like a dragon horse flew out of the light cocoon, with colorful auspicious light, stepping on the steps of the seven stars, one lotus at a time, looking like a divine beast. Then Ryoma stood up, got down on one knee, lowered his head and asked in a magnetic voice, "You fuck, it's Lao Tzu's Master...... Well, wait, it's you, old man! Ryoma rushed up in the wind, Ryoma had a great advantage, Ryoma A went up, and Ryoma played GG in a burst of laughter.

Longma, who was planted in the ground by the old grandfather, pulled himself out with great difficulty: "Old bastard, I am a special god-level mount for young heroes, what are you summoning me out for now!" Could it be that you are trying to covet my BMW?! You are abusing power for personal gain, and I will sue you! ”

"I need to find Shaoxia now, I urgently need a horse to pull a cart, I think about it or you are more suitable, so I summoned you, I will ask for credit for you in front of my lord, and with you, won't it be more convincing and attractive when I find Shaoxia again, what do you think?" The old man said calmly.

"Oh, you have merit, you said it earlier, cough cough, we brothers use it like that, your business is my business, but how to calculate my salary and benefits." Ryoma hugged his chest with his hooves, and asked with a smile with a white smoke from his nose, how to look cheap with a horse face and that flattering expression.

"The salary and benefits are the same, and there are additional rewards for good work, and I believe you know that my lord has given me this right." The old man still had a calm face.

Ryoma instantly stood in the position of the carriage bolting the horse, and looked at Mo Yuwen on the side: "Look at it, if you don't tie the wheel to the master, it's no wonder that you can't become a young man and be beaten in vain." ”

It's one thing to get lost and find out, but it's another thing to be ridiculed by others about it, Mo Yuwen has an urge to kill Ryoma and taste what Ryoma meat is like.

Ryoma glanced at Mo Yuwen's expression, grinned and showed a sharp tooth that shone with white light, and smiled: "Do you want to see hooves as big as sandbags?" ”

Mo Yuwen immediately confessed, the speed shown by Ryoma just now was far from being comparable to him, if he really started to move, he would only be pressed to the ground and rubbed again: Come on, it's good to serve this uncle well, it should be regarded as self-cultivation.

So the two of them set foot on the western sky...... Phew, the journey to the west to find a hero.