"Demon Master!"

"Say it quickly!"

Dajin Wu was extremely anxious and kept urging.

But who is Zhun Ti?

He knows the scheming of the human heart and is good at playing with the mind.

Even for a very simple kid like Da Jin Wu, there is no sloppiness in the slightest.

"The old minister still can't say..."

"I promised Niangniang, the safety of the ten highnesses is important!"

Kunpeng, played by Zhun Ti, was full of entanglement on his old and pale face at this time.

"Demon Master! The demon clan is now facing a catastrophe, how can we, as princes, escape? ”

"Please, Demon Master! If you have any plans to save the demon clan, let us know! ”

"Just tell us if it's okay or not!"

"We can't just sit idly by and let those shameless people of the Wu Clan kill our people, right?!"

“......”

Really.

Seeing Kunpeng, the old demon master, he still didn't want to tell the plan.

This is not only a big golden crow.

The other little golden crows were also anxious, and they all opened their mouths to urge.

The tone was no longer the previous scolding and arrogance, but full of pleading.

Apparently.

Regardless of anything else, in terms of being sons of men, they are indeed the good sons of Emperor Jun.

The two have been bickering again.

Until Zhun Ti felt that the heat was almost off.

Finally sighed heavily: "It's okay... Your Highnesses are so worried about Your Majesty, even if Your Majesty knows that the old minister leaked secrets, he should not blame the old minister. ”

"Actually, the plan is very simple..."

Speaking of this, Zhun Ti looked around at the ten little golden crows, and saw that they were really silent at this time, and they all looked like they were listening attentively.

I also know that the bird has taken the bait and can pull the rod.

I saw that with a wave of his right hand, a puff of gray smoke condensed in the air, instantly manifesting a bird's-eye view of the desolate land.

The vast and boundless Flood Desolate Continent was all displayed in front of the Ten Little Golden Crows at this time.

From the Buzhou Mountain in the center, to the four continents of east, west, north and south, to the outermost four oceans, they all appear in this fog painting.

Just when the ten little golden crows were still wondering what Kunpeng was going to do.

They saw a little red mist on the fog painting in front of them, surging towards the Buzhou Mountain in the center of the desolate land.

"The red dots that Your Majesty sees at this time are the big witches and small witches and even the witch generals and witch soldiers in the witch clan."

"At this time, they all flocked to the South Heavenly Gate of Buzhou Mountain, and below the other three Heavenly Gates, they surrounded the Heavenly Court to the death, and it was impenetrable."

"And next, under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they will attack the South Heavenly Gate from Zhou Mountain, and when the South Heavenly Gate is broken, the Heavenly Court will be in danger!"

In a few words, plus his own illusion of fog painting images.

Zhun Ti designed the situation of the demon clan to be extremely bad, as if the next moment the Nantian Gate would be broken and the demon clan would be destroyed.

Such a simple, rude and novel way of deception directly frightened the ten little golden crows.

They listened to the words of the "old demon master" before.

It's just that I know that Di Jun Taiyi was injured, and I don't know anything else.

At this time, I looked at it like this, and I panicked one by one.

Da Jin Crow was even more anxious to cry: "Lord Demon Master!! Please, demons! What's your idea? Leave us alone, go ahead and execute! ”

Zhun Ti knew that he couldn't play tricks and sell anxiety anymore.

Otherwise, it will backfire.

I saw that his right hand clicked on the fog painting image a few times, and the appearance of the large and small tribes suddenly enlarged.

At the same time, he said: "Actually, it's very simple, now the strong people of the Wu clan are gathered in Buzhou Mountain, but there are still many old children in the tribe behind them. ”

"As long as we can attack these tribes quickly, we will be able to make the Wu clan of Buzhou Mountain have no intention of attacking Nantianmen, and they will retreat and defend themselves."

"In this way, His Majesty is given time to heal."

"When he wakes up and opens the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, the situation can be reversed in an instant."

Hear here.

The ten little golden crows were all excited for an instant, and their eyes were shining as they looked at Kunpeng.

"Worthy of the Demon Master! That's a brilliant plan! ”

"It turns out that this is the reason why the Demon Master refuses to say it, and the Demon Master is worried that once he reaches the Nether, he will not be able to take care of us?"

"Demon Master, don't worry about us! There is a father's formation in the starry sky, and outsiders can't come in, so let it go! ”

"Yes! Even if we are in danger, what is it compared to the overall situation of our people? ”

“.....”

The ten little golden crows began to gossip one by one, and they all begged the Kunpeng to go to the lower realm, carry out the plan, and save the demon clan.

But what they didn't expect was.

None of these words, none of these words, were what they wanted to hear.

So they say it.

Zhun Ti, who played Kunpeng, shook his head once and replied: "No, Your Highnesses are the hope of the future of the Demon Clan, and Your Highness's safety is important." ”

It wasn't until Da Jinwu's eyes suddenly lit up, his brain moved, and he suddenly said: "Otherwise, the demon master will take us to the lower realm." ”

"Anyway, the Demon Master also said that except for the central area, they are all Wu clan elders and children, and they can't threaten us."

"Again! The Demon Master is now seriously injured, and it is not easy to move the method, just take us there, and our Sun True Fire will be a great weapon to kill the tribe! ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Kunpeng, who shook his head as if listening to DJ jumping, suddenly certain, frowned slightly and looked at the big golden crow, his face thoughtful.

On the surface, he was happy in his heart, and kept laughing: "Finally! You've finally spoken a human word!! ”

But his face still pretended to refuse: "No, although... But... Still no, it's too dangerous. ”

At this time, the other Nine Golden Crows were excited one by one.

"Big brother is right! How did we not think of it! Let's go to the Nether Realm together! ”

"Now we can also help our father avenge his hatred!"

"My lord! This time you have to say yes! ”

"Our sun is really hungry and thirsty, my lord!"

"My lord, if you don't want to, this prince will die in the Fusang tree now!"

“....”

After such a completely irrational sentence burst out from the mouth of the ten little golden crows.

Zhun Ti, who played Kunpeng, finally let out a heavy breath of turbidity, and seemed to have made a major and difficult decision: "Okay... The old minister can only resist the decree... But once your highnesses go to the lower realm, you must listen to me, and you can't run around, and we will set fire to it in an orderly manner and leave, okay? ”

Say so.

But he laughed secretly in his heart.

Since you want to die, I can only agree, what else can I do?

This time in the Nether, if you don't die, even if I lose.