"Good, it's all here!"

Wang Feng, who walked slowly to the river, broke away from the river, slowly rose into the air, looked at the crowded highway along the river, opened his mouth lightly, and when his eyes swept over the island people with different expressions, he continued without sadness or joy in his eyes: "Kneel"

The crowd that was originally staging all kinds of things in the world, under this calm and incomparably calm voice, all trembled unconsciously.

The calm voice seems to state a fact, but it is mixed with majesty.

Different from the majesty of the emperor in the world, the majesty of the immortal in front of him is full of natural, ancient, and mysterious feelings, facing him is like facing heaven and earth, which makes people feel small, and the heart of awe quietly rises in the bottom of the heart.

After losing his mind for a moment, the people standing on both sides of the consul side of the island country all lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, looking sideways slightly, but secretly thinking in their hearts: It's amazing, they can fly, but also, it's not scientific if immortals can't fly!

Poof...!

The trembling and pale face of the island people, in these calm words, a thunder suddenly exploded in their minds, and suddenly their legs weakened and they fell to their knees.

"It's... It's not true."

After kneeling on his knees uncontrollably, Hirofumi Asano roared with bare eyes, he didn't believe that Huaxia, who had been going into decay since he had shaved his hair and changed clothes, could have such a transcendent force standing behind him.

Why didn't it appear before? Why did they come to earth at this juncture?

Why...

The reason that kept flashing in his mind made Asano Hirofumi feel incomprehensible.

suddenly

He remembered a saying that one day in the sky and one year on the earth, could it be that they just took a short rest, and thousands of years had passed in this China?

That... What about the gods of your own home? Why didn't they come?

For a while, Asano Hirofumi or others who were in sync with his mind brainstormed in a vain attempt to get a psychological comfort.

"Huh~ This is not true?"

The Chinese people not far away, foreigners, couldn't help but laugh dumbly when they heard this wail that broke the silence.

At this moment, they only felt that all this could not be too real, looking at the knots dancing with the starlight without wind and automatically, dancing beautifully, which was desirable, looking at the skin of several fairies whose skin was like clotted fat, and the skin that was as white as jade was actually glowing with a faint radiance, so that everyone couldn't help but dare not look directly.

Because, no matter how high and powerful they are, no matter how pretentious they are, they can't hold back the intention in their hearts that they dare not blaspheme.

The huge gap like a moat has brought sincere fear, after all, it is also a ghost under the peony flower, but it is only a very small number of very suffocating operations, and only a small number of people can control it.

And this part of the people is generally from the protagonist alliance, and only these people can cross the moat and suffocate the fairy, not themselves.

Wang Feng, who was looking at Asano Hirofumi, smiled faintly, their minds were stormy, and they were naturally seen in their eyes, and their eyes moved slightly to the camp of the consuls of the great powers and said, "And you..."

The consuls of the great powers who were locked in their eyes, they originally lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in their hearts, and in their hearts, they knelt on the ground one after another, and their souls flew and said in a loud voice: "The immortals spare their lives, the immortals spare their lives, we are just pawns, they are all their orders, they covet Huaxia, spare their lives..."

For a while, on the entire riverbank, in the accompaniment of the screams shrouded in the demon capital, there were echoes of begging for mercy, and the voice full of trembling was like a horror thriller.

Goo~

The local Chinese, looking at the frightened foreigners with slurred speech, listened to the music played by screaming, frightened, and begging for mercy, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.

How long has it been?

How long has it been since the Chinese have not scared them? How long has she been in the state of etiquette, she has been slaughtered by others, and she can't fight back in humiliation, at this moment, on the faces of the people present, there is no happiness in their hearts, only solemnity and melancholy.

The music of atonement continues...

Wang Feng just stood with his hands down, looking at everything that was happening in front of him expressionlessly, if it weren't for the fact that he had already cleaned up the foreign race many times, and at this moment, the foreign race had not started a full-scale war, otherwise all of these people would have died here.

He felt that letting them die was simply cheapening them, and he wanted to let them look at Huaxia, watch the Eternal Empire stand on his head forever, and let them be accompanied by fear from generation to generation.

From generation to generation, slaves and servants, and dogs forever!

"It's horrible..."

Xiao Tu, who was standing in the crowd and listening to the sound echoing in his ears, Fang Hanzhou, Mr. Xu, Li Feng, Dong Wangcheng and other members of the local Chinese clan were all excited under the music like a magic sound, and secretly thought to themselves.

The three of them are quite contradictory, and at this moment they are also worried about the forces they are loyal to, he and them are simply two painting styles, what the hell is this?

They have just been industrialized, and they can already go to the sky and the sea, come and go without a trace, and they can suppress all countries by temperament alone.

The people who were thinking in a daze cautiously glanced at the military uniforms on Zhuang Xiaoman's three daughters out of the corner of their eyes.

Zhuang Xiaoman's five daughters, standing quietly beside the man, except for Muto Junko, the other four women all live in troubled times, and they really see everything that happened in China, and they are full of emotion in this scene.

Junko Muto's expression was extremely complicated, she knew that her wise people would not be wiped out, and now as the princess of the human race, she would not look at things from the same perspective as before.

If all the earthlings are human races, then the Chinese are tree trunks, and these branches are all dispensable, and they are disobedient and broken.

Glancing at her father, she also knew in Wang Feng's words that neither of them would die, no matter what, she was still relieved in her heart.

...

"Quiet"

When the frightened foreigner begged for mercy until his mouth was dry, an indifferent voice sounded in his ears again.

The begging for mercy was silent, and only the screams in the demon capital continued.

The consuls of the great powers, who were sweating profusely and had pale faces, were waiting for the final judgment in their backs, and in front of such an unbelievable Huaxia Immortal, they didn't even have the courage to lift their guns.

Under the instinct of survival, a rational choice was made.

"Give you a chance to live, I want the heads of all the high-level people who issued orders in your mouths, now everything that happened in the demon capital has not spread all over the world, you have a chance!"

Wang Feng looked at the situation below, and said with a move in his eyes, at the moment when Emperor Qing was shining, the electromagnetic waves generated by all telegrams could no longer be transmitted.

"Understood. Understood, thanks to the immortals.. Thank you to the immortals.."

The consuls of the great powers and others were overjoyed when they heard this, and then they were shocked, and after listening to the whole sentence, they stammered and said in a continuous voice.

Eyes swept over their own side, and they found that the number of people was quite considerable, as a consul in China, they could naturally see their respective high-level officials, plus the information was blocked, the probability of success was quite high.

At the same time, none of them were born with different hearts, which shows that they are really afraid!

(End of chapter)