Chu Feng got up and looked at his master with a puzzled expression.

What could be more important than making up for the flaws in one's own realm?

"Come, let's see how much these gods and saints can sell for when they are packed together?"

Mu Feng stretched out his hand and motioned to Su Shiyi to see what price the pile of captives could sell.

Su 11: "......" he can sell anything, not everything, let alone human traffickers, right?

You directly stretched out your hand to let him see how much this pair of gods and saints were worth, are you going to let him make a cameo appearance as a human trafficker?

"A pile of garbage, no collection."

Su Shiyi's righteous words refused.

Not only to be an adult trafficker, but also to sell him a pair of garbage, which is not an insult to his profession?

Sons of the Gods: "......" garbage? A pile of garbage?

How can they be the strongest of the younger generation on their respective planets, and how can they become a pile of garbage when they come to you?

This Nima also looks down on people too much!

"Why, it's rubbish?" Mu Feng rolled his eyes, "Although these people are a little lower in strength, although their qualifications are a little worse, although their bloodline is a little lower, although their potential is a little smaller, they are at least still valuable." ”

"For example, their souls can be used to make golems.

Their bloodlines can be refined.

Their meat can be grilled! ”

Sons of the Gods: Why did the "......" want to cry so much when they heard this, even though they were arguing for them?

No matter how this sounds, it seems to prove that they are garbage, right?

The captives wept silently in their hearts, and Su Shiyi's face was thoughtful.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Seeing that the other party saw that he had ulterior motives, Mu Feng no longer concealed it.

"It's nothing, I just want you to sign a contract with my apprentice."

"Huh?"

Su Shiyi frowned.

"Well, it's your merchant contract."

"You're going to let him go my way?"

Su Shiyi frowned, the road he walked, how could others come to the end?

At the end of the road, there is always itself in the way.

"How is it possible, it's just to make more extra money for him."

Listening to Mu Feng's words, Su Shiyi thought for a moment and nodded.

"Okay, the value of this pile is just barely enough."

As he spoke, Su Shiyi raised his right hand, used his index finger as a pen, and used the void as paper, and crossed a square trajectory.

With a swipe of his finger, a golden piece of paper appeared where Su Shiyi had swiped.

The golden paper appeared, and Su Shiyi wrote and drew on it, carving the next mysterious runes.

Eventually, reaching out a little, a drop of blood spilled from his fingertips and fell onto the golden paper.

The next moment, the golden paper split into two and turned into two streamers that sank into the eyebrows of Su Shiyi and Chu Feng respectively.

"Alright."

Su Shiyi withdrew his hand, and Chu Feng was stunned after the golden light entered his body.

After a long time, understanding the effect of the contract on the golden paper, Chu Feng felt a shock in his heart.

And this kind of operation?

signed this contract and was favored by Su Shiyi.

From now on, all the transactions he makes will enhance his cultivation realm.

Like Su Shiyi, you can improve yourself through trading.

This kind of practice is simply unheard of and unseen.

Of course, he naturally can't compare with Su Shiyi, after all, he is orthodox, and he is just an authorization.

But in the early stage, before stepping out of his own way, this paper contract can bring great help to his growth.

"Well, what are you going to do with this pile of stuff?"

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Mu Feng glanced at the pile of prisoners and asked Su Shiyi.

"It's useless, let's make it into nourishment."

As soon as these words came out, the captives did not change color, and their faces instantly turned pale.

Nine days away, the high-level of all races were also panicked, these were all the geniuses of their races, and they were their hope for the future.

If these more than 200 people die here, it will definitely break their bones.

Just when the captives and their people panicked, Mu Feng shook his head.

"How much waste is made into nourishment?"

Hearing this, the captives breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Mu Feng's next sentence made them almost vomit blood.

"Let's make nourishment for the humanoids, and the humanoids can't get their mouths, and if they are not humanoids, they will all be roasted."

"Well, if you can't finish baking, simmer a little."

As soon as these words came out, the listeners were speechless.

Roasted? Stewed?

Isn't your mother more wasteful than making nourishment?

"Senior, don't, let's redeem people! Whatever the cost, we are willing to pay to redeem people. ”

Beyond the starry sky, saints of all races were invited.

The strongest juniors of their own family, the sons and saints of all races, are going to be eaten, where can they still sit still?

If you really want to be eaten, the loss is small, and you can't make up for the loss of face.

It's just that for these people to redeem people, Mu Feng sneered.

"Ransom? Did I say I could redeem it?

If they dare to oppress my apprentices, they must be prepared to be eaten. ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Feng waved his hand, and a large number of gods and saints fell to the ground.

Some of them have turned into their bodies, and they are all kinds of rare birds and beasts.

Of course, there are no ordinary human forms among them.

"The disciples of the deity, in the same rank, are not afraid of any challenge, but if someone dares to bully the small with the big and take action wantonly with the profundity of their own realm, these people will be their fate."

Mu Feng's business is cold, and listening to the ears of the starry sky and all the clans, they all feel a chill in their hearts.

At the first time, the saints of all races sent messages one after another, asking their own heirs to evacuate the earth quickly.

This planet is too dangerous, what chance can it be more important than its own heirs?

If you can't grab the opportunity, you can look elsewhere, and if your life is gone, there is really nothing.

On that day, many descendants of the Holy Land fled the earth in a panic.

Of course, there are also some who have not left.

In this part, either they are not enemies with Chu Feng, or they think that they will definitely not lose to Chu Feng in a battle of the same level.

For these people to go or not, Mu Feng is too lazy to care.

After threatening the people of all races, Mu Feng took out the pot stove from the space and started the open-air picnic meeting.

The humanoid one was thrown aside, and the non-humanoid one looked at the handling.

The fowl were roasted, the beasts were roasted partly, and the beasts were stewed. ”

After Mu Feng finished speaking, led by Shi Hao, they picked up a huge corpse one after another, or disassembled it or put it in the pot entirely.

Orleans flavor, teriyaki flavor, spicy, saucey flavor.

There are all kinds of baking methods.

Braised in oil, braised in water, steamed.

The encyclopedia of beast practices can be made up here.

"Don't be humanoid! Eating nausea. ”

"No, not humanoids."

"Big black bull, are you stupid, that ape is not also humanoid, you said no, why did you still get into the pot."

"Oh, throw it away, this one is disgusting, even the pot is lost."

In the field, the voice of the Emperor of the Wild Heaven, who no one in the world dared to respect, sounded from time to time, fiercely stimulating the hearts of the people of all races.

Wan Clan: "......" Nima, this is an experience, right?

Seeing the corpse of his own god son and saint daughter being put in the stove to make food, all kinds of high-level officials looked sideways and couldn't bear to look at it directly.