Chapter 744: Now Let's Talk About Compensation (Ask for Subscription)

You can't leave without a gift.

Many people can understand that the one surnamed Jiang is a hateful person, the kind who grabs a little handle and doesn't let go.

No matter how you look at it, it's hateful.

It's just that for the vast majority of people, it's best not to even think about it, otherwise it's ......

I don't know if the guy surnamed Jiang will find out.

Although Jiang Que can't read minds, and although the gap between them is the difference between cloud and mud, no one can guarantee that Jiang Que won't do it.

I'm scared.

Or rather, these people have lost their lives.

Death is definitely not a good thing for them, and it is naturally best not to die.

But just after giving a congratulatory gift, do you want to talk about compensation?

What the hell compensation!

They never knew that they had hurt you, and they were angry in their hearts.

They all glared angrily.

"Master Jiang, you have gone too far, I waited for everyone to give you a large amount of congratulatory gifts, what compensation do you want now?"

"Devil Jiang, you are clearly taking advantage of the fire to rob!"

"Fang just kept saying that as long as he gave a congratulatory gift, he would let us go, but now?"

"Jiang Que, you don't talk about credit!"

"You have offended us immortal cultivators so much, and you have acted perversely, even if the world is big in the future, there will definitely be no place for you!"

“……”

Everyone said everything I said, and I was very angry.

The anger in their hearts is full, and they can't wait to leave in a bad mood, it's a big deal to never meet you Jiang Que for eternity.

But Jiang Que's strength is something they can figure out, no one dares to leave at this moment, Jiang Que's powerful coercion is like a brilliant and fierce force.

Collapse the world and suppress all beings.

Prostrate and bow his head, not daring to have the slightest disobedience.

"You don't seem happy with my decision?" Jiang Que suddenly frowned and said, "A congratulatory gift is a congratulatory gift, and compensation is compensation."

Do you think that coming to stop this seat from becoming enlightened is just that?

Hehe!

This seat does not have as big a heart as yours, but it can't tolerate you and other misdeeds, if anyone who doesn't want to pay compensation comes forward to fight with this seat, but anyone who can win can leave.

This seat is guaranteed! ”

Hear the words.

Some people are eager to try, but they really have the intention to challenge Jiang Que, wouldn't it be a good thing if they succeed?

But after feeling the terrifying pressure on their bodies, these people fell silent again.

Jiang Que is too strong.

They are still a little self-aware, the immortal cultivators of the Ten Heavenly Realms, even if they are immortal cultivators who ask the Daoist together, they are not opponents.

One person can be the enemy of the world.

It can be called the enemy of 10,000 people.

"What should I do?"

"Otherwise, let's fight with him, I believe that no one will be an opponent under our powerful means, and ...... then."

"No, this murderer has evolved into a demon, even if we go together, we are not opponents."

"Are those reparations going to be given to him? I'm not reconciled! ”

"No one is willing, but what can you do if you are unwilling, this murderer's means are so strong, it is already a cultivation that one person can suppress the people in the world."

"Why don't you give him some compensation, anyway, you gave all the gifts, and you don't care about that."

“……”

You can't beat it.

You can't kill them, even if they join forces.

In this case, there is only one way to admit it.

After all, Jiang Que has the power of the wilderness, and he has the ability to repair for the great ability, most of them are not even immortals, so how can they be Jiang Que's opponents.

After some secret deliberations, the eager crowd soon had to stop.

They all confessed to Jiang Que.

"Master Jiang, I was waiting for me before, please don't blame Master Jiang, this is some of my small compensation is not a tribute, and I hope Master Jiang can accept it."

"Jiang ...... Jiang senior, this is my ......"

"Senior, this is all my belongings, please laugh at it, and let us ants go."

Everyone came to Jiang Que again, and they opened their own virtual tripods one after another, and selected most of them to collect them as compensation.

But Jiang Que smiled slightly, "Very good, those who know the times are Junjie, it seems that you are all people who know the times, it's not bad, this seat will not embarrass you, and the people who have paid the compensation will leave." ”

"Really...... Are you sure? ”

Someone asked in disbelief.

Obviously, I couldn't believe Jiang Que's words.

"This seat has been opened, how can it be faked?" Jiang Que shook his head and sneered: "You and the others are all ants, and it is useless for this seat to leave you here." ”

"Hoo ......"

Hearing Jiang Que say this, those immortal cultivators who had already paid compensation finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They can finally leave.

If he continues to be exploited by Jiang Que, he may have the intention of committing suicide.

Fortunately, the Great Devil Jiang didn't kill them all, otherwise they would be in danger.

After paying the compensation, everyone took the lead in leaving, and the others followed suit and began to pay the compensation reluctantly.

They are all most of the collections in the virtual ding, but Jiang Que who takes less will personally help them take it out.

For him, no matter how small the mosquito leg is, it is meat, and it can't be wasted like this.

"Finally saved my life, I swear that I will never be an enemy of the murderer of Najiang again."

"Well, so am I, that murderer is simply terrifying, we are no match for him at all."

"Go back to seclusion, but don't be fooled anymore, and don't be curious."

“……”

Because curiosity killed cats, it almost killed them.

Most of the collection in the void is gone, and it may be a hard time in the future.

It's a bit depressing.

Except for Xia Zixun and Bai Zihua, everyone else is gone.

And they also obediently handed over the collection, and then prepared to take back the Baizi painting.

For them, as long as Bai Zihua is not dead, everything will be okay.

Hua Qiangu finally left with Bai Zihua in her arms, and she took a deep look at Jiang Que before leaving.

It's just that the latter doesn't care.

After everyone was gone, Jiang Que smiled slightly, "This harvest is not bad, kill the head of the sect and wait for the meritorious service of guarding this seat, just divide half of it." ”

The main reason is that there are some things that he can't look down on at all, and they can just be given to Kill Qianmo to win people's hearts.

Killing Qianmo and the others were all overjoyed when they heard this, and hurriedly thanked them: "Thank you Master Jiang." ”

He looked at Jiang Que with blazing eyes, "Master Jiang, are you ...... Have you really broken through to the Ten Heavens?

You also got the power of the demon god? ”

"That's nature." Jiang Que smiled and nodded, "It's just ten heavens, it's not difficult, and I won't forget what this seat promised you, so don't worry."

But I need to get back to you after seven kills. ”

Kill Qianmo nodded and responded: "Yes, everything must be in accordance with your orders from Master Jiang." ”

"Hmm."

Jiang Que smiled slightly, and then said, "But before that, there is something I want to discuss with you." ”

Killing Qianmo frowned, but he was a little depressed, "Master Jiang, I don't know what the matter is?" ”

"Maybe it's a good thing for you." The river lacks a secluded tunnel.

Kill Qianmo: "......"

You still don't say it as well.

But after all, he couldn't say it.

He always felt that Jiang Que was good if he didn't say it was a good thing, but once he said that it was a good thing, the result might not be too good.

Even vaguely felt a bad feeling in his heart, as if something was going to happen that made him embarrassed.

Killing Qianmo was bitter in his heart, "Alas, my life is so bitter ......"

Who can understand his feelings?