"The Council of Elders has approved it, I don't count what I said, both sects think that this fat is not small, it is completely the attitude of eating and talking, and the troops will be sent in about two months. ”

Duan De sneered in his heart, Fat meat, hehe, they are just dispensable slave soldiers in the eyes of the Demon Realm, and the ugly words have already been said in front of them, so don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes.

"Okay, I see, thank you brother for telling me, how is Millis doing?"

"The Netherworld Sect has sent someone over, and they will be there in a few days, to interview her, it is estimated that they want to dig up, they have a way to solve her demon yuan problem, and she herself agrees. ”

"Oh, this is a good place to go, with her talent, it can be regarded as a sect treasure level in the Nether Sect, senior brother, is there anything else to do?"

"Yes, I just want to know what you do about Hengdongnan?"

Duan De sneered and said: "I have a very good gun, let me carry any black cauldron, don't ask me about this, I just tell you, it's okay to offend me, don't move my people, don't blame me for being ruthless, senior brother will not accompany me, junior brother, I am on the verge of enlightenment, the opportunity is at the moment, it is a pity to lose." ”

Zi Xiao smiled bitterly and looked at Duan De's figure disappearing into the small wooden building, he really didn't know that this little junior brother had a deep understanding of their intentions, he looked up to you enough, he didn't want to underestimate it, and he couldn't really throw it all to you, senior brother and your master would also operate.

Mondstadt Carnival also found out about the disappearance of Mader and Millis a week later, everything started all over again, he was too busy to touch the ground, where would he have time to pay attention to these, and it was also because of difficulties that he remembered that there was a sturdy and delicate follower, and when he got home, he found that the two guys had said goodbye without saying goodbye!

There were two letters on the coffee table in the living room, one for Millis, and they were all words of thanks, but they didn't make much sense, and Mondstadt had gone into hiding with the guards as his lover.

When I opened Made's letter again, I knew that it was not, and Mader confessed that he was one of the cultivators who accidentally fell in, and approached him for other purposes, leaving a strange faceted diamond-shaped metal in the letter, and repeatedly told him to carry it with him, not to throw it into the ring, and thoughtfully put a rope on the metal.

Originally furious, the Mondstadt Ghost Messenger chose to believe this guy, and hung this thing on his waist along with his Legion Commander Token as an accessory, and did not have time to think about it, but once again devoted himself to his work with passion, and over time he has slowly adapted to the role, and has become better and better.

"Legion Leader, I need your signature, urgently, the Realm Lord will need it soon!"

Pace interrupted Mondstadt at his desk, only to see a large pile of files waiting to be signed or needed to be seen by him, Mondstadt raised his head and smiled to take the file, his cheeks, which had lost weight several times, were covered with exhaustion, but a pair of deep-set eyes were exceptionally bright, and he waited for Pace to go out after checking the signature.

Mondstadt moved his muscles, and suddenly the diamond-shaped metal that Mader had left him began to flicker, and he picked it up curiously to find that the flashed metal 'popped' and bounced open, revealing a note, secretly saying what the damn turtle was doing!

Oh, dear Lord Mondstadt, how does it feel to be a Legion Commander? If you see this piece of paper, your subordinates will have to tell you the truth, I'm going back, and you haven't reacted to the teleportation array you built. Well, that is to say, our army of cultivators will be wiped out in half a month since you opened this metal, don't doubt it, you guy is good to me, I will also help you, now, immediately, put down the work in your hands, go and report to your realm lord, pay attention to the words, no matter how hard you beg him to believe, I will help you and you will not make it difficult for me to do it in the cultivator world, right?

Even if you poke me out, you can't change the fact of destroying the world, in order to maximize your interests, you have to think carefully before going, so as not to be able to stand the coercion and play yourself out, if he doesn't believe it, you don't have something to talk directly to the Holy Son, directly cross the border and tell him, if possible, you'd better go directly to the demon world to show your loyalty, a piece of sincerity but can't get the trust you deserve, hehe, the entire garrison world of Hantings is your bargaining chip in the demon world, make good use of it, make good use of it, I hope there will be a goodbye day.

Mondstadt got up in a cold sweat, his eyes full of horror, startling the maid who had just entered, and Mondstadt had been nurtured by his superiors for months, suppressing the panic in his heart.

"You go out first, stay outside the door, I'm too tired and need to rest for a while!"

After the maid bowed and withdrew, Mondstadt slumped in his chair, his eyes blank until two hours later, and the piece of paper that Duan De had left turned directly to ashes, his eyes full of hideousness, his face distorted and painful, stepped off his desk and walked around the hall, his eyes dark, uncertain and fierce.

He had no choice, he either waited for death or gave him a fight! Mader had already put him on the gallows, with a rope around his neck, and chose to kick off the stool or choose the knife in front of him? There was no choice! He wanted to live, he had to live, the opportunity was in front of him, and the greater opportunity was only up to how to win the greatest benefit!

Seven days before the attack of the cultivators, Mondstadt went to Han Realm City in great terror, his gorgeous clothes were no longer regular, and his emaciated face, which had been tormented by the busyness for a while, turned even whiter.

Crying to the realm lord that he got the news from an inexplicable channel, the cultivator realm has discovered the coordinates of Hanting Si through some channel, and the army will be overwhelming the realm in a few days, and his intelligence agent Ma De has been sacrificed because of this!

Crying and begging for three days to no avail, and was also injured by the lord of the Han realm, and finally took out a token to start, and sure enough, the voice of His Royal Highness the Holy Son came, and he told the truth.

It is very resolute to live and die with Han Ting Si Tian, and to fight for the last drop of blood for Lord Yuanyu, although the Holy Son of Yuan Yu also does not believe it, but he is pitiful, and now he has offended the master of Han Tingsi, and he has been getting along with this guy for more than a year, so he transferred this guy back to the demon world through a relationship.

On the eve of the attack of the cultivator realm, in the teleportation array that was opened, Mondstadt Jiahua stood in the middle of it, and this time he would pay a great price, and he might even die.

Holding the diamond-shaped metal that Duan De gave him in his hand, he looked at this birthplace for the last time with a complicated face, and he succeeded!

Even if he couldn't reach the Demon Realm safely, it would be fate, at least he had done what he thought was the best! This teleportation array was the first to sit on it as an indigenous!!) muttered.

"Made, you amazing guy bless Lao Tzu to arrive safely!

Less than half a day after he left, the powerful cultivators of the cultivator realm crossed the realm like locusts and washed this realm in blood, and the struggle for absolute superiority was futile, a large-scale full-scale raid without any warning.

The emperor-level demon clan, which was already fighting alone and not as good as the regular Mahayana period, was defeated like a mountain, and only Hanjie City put up fierce resistance, but it was a pity.

The Lord of the Hanting Realm was indeed strong, and he fought hard in the siege of many monks, not only killing seven cultivators, but also seriously wounding a dozen, because he had a golden weapon in his hand, and when he was dying, he seemed to see the crying Mondstadt Jiahua, a native, and he finally died with regret with only a broken head.

With so many great monks fighting, the world of Hantings collapsed after losing the maintenance of the monks, and dissipated into the depths of the great world, and it no longer existed.

As for the living beings, hehe, in a small world where the sky is not high and the land is not wide, they will die clean before the battle starts, ending their already deformed life, no one will worry about their existence and disappearance, the cultivator world will not, and the demon world will disdain it, so fate will play a not very funny joke with them.

The cultivator world is not without damage, no matter how big the advantage is in a life-and-death battle, damage is inevitable, such as the Tiande Sect Listening to the Wind Hall Master, the high-ranking and powerful yellow-robed cultivator, and the great Bo Ganghe in the southeast of Heng, all died under the disgusting golden weapon.

was killed by the fierce demon clan under the nose of Qing Hengzi, and Qing Hengzi was also seriously injured, this is the consequence of quick success, it is they who strongly ask for the first evil in the past, Qinghong can't resist the old qualifications, so he can only give in, after Duan De got the news, he just reported it as 'hehe'.

The Demon Sect, the Tiande Sect joined hands to destroy the Demon Clan's third-ranked Tun Soldier Realm quickly fermented in the cultivator world, adding another firewood to the already chaotic cultivator world, and the revenge blow of the Demon Clan followed, envy and jealousy of the other sects of the two sects either stood by or slacked off, and mortals, casual cultivators, and low-level cultivators became victims.

The Hanting Si Realm is just on the eve of the Demon Realm's bloody intent to be activated, and countless materials are indeed so that the two sects are so happy that they can't find the north, as for the casualties, it is inevitable, just blame personal luck, who cares?

You must know how many legions these resources are equipped with, and they haven't been used yet, except for some of the less important ones that were destroyed during the battle, most of the high-level materials that are contained in the space equipment are intact, and they have been scraped by the two.

Duan De sat on the edge of the Zizhu Peak cliff, drinking wine in a daze, and suddenly shook his head and smiled.

"It's really interesting, it's just that I'm a butcher, and in the eyes of these great monks, destroying a realm is a trivial matter, and you can still get honors and appreciation, alas... What kind of world is this? I'm starting to wonder if my ideas are too backward, or if their ideas are too backward, why don't they care about what I care about? They treat them as treasures that I don't care about? There's always one wrong thing, right?"

Can he stop it? And by what point does he stop it? He is a pawn, and he stops it? Criticism?

The Spring and Autumn Academy, which advertises moral inaction, is now searching the world for the location of the cantonment world, isn't there still two that haven't been found, and the larger cantonment world, isn't it also the time when the materials are the most sufficient, find it quickly!

"Old man, am I being too naïve?"

Duan De stared at the brilliant sea of clouds in a daze and asked