For northern Jiangsu, Peng Wanli's lifting of the Ten Thousand Demon Tower is not a big deal.

He is no longer the little beggar whose life is like duckweed in Yansha Pass, killing people and dead people, as long as he has a clear conscience, he can be at ease.

But for Peng Wanli, Niu Dali, and even Ke Wuxie, the meaning of this matter is completely different.

They're demons.

The demons of Obsidian Mountain are also demons.

They fought with the demon army of Obsidian Mountain repeatedly, and those who died were all demons!

In a sense, they are all their kind!

Why?

Just by virtue of their friendship with northern Jiangsu?

No matter how deep the friendship is, it will not be like this!

Why?

According to what Su Bei said: Shemales are equal and live in harmony.

Shemales are equal and live in harmony!

Su Changjun has pursued a dream that he has pursued all his life and will never forget until he dies...... How can it be just a slogan?

Subei benefited from the experience of living with Rhubarb since he was a child and living in the Nine-Tails Mansion, and he did an excellent job in the equality of shemales.

For example, in Su Mansion, there is never a distinction between people and demons when eating, everyone sits around a table, and eats like a family.

For example, the ginseng essence and the fox girl Xiaoxiao, the two little demons that have no effect on Su Bei, have always loved them as if they loved their younger brothers and sisters.

Bit by bit, Ke Wuxian and Peng Wanli saw it in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts.

They are not dotted and small, they can't express some feelings so obviously, they will only use their brains when they want to cut people in northern Jiangsu, when they want to cut people, and when they want to be yin......

It's just that these little things in life are still less convincing.

Coupled with the continuous fighting with the demon soldiers of Heiyao Mountain during this time, the hearts of the demons were somewhat fluctuating...... It's a demon, and I will think in my heart: The demons from the north came to Beilu to burn and loot, and asked us to kill them, we have nothing to say, but if their Terran monks also do all kinds of evil, can Subei also have a bowl of water?

Ke Wuxian asked Peng Wanli to ask Su Bei's opinion directly, and he didn't let Su Bei prove his idea...... Ke Wuxian has already figured out Su Bei's temperament, and he is very confident in him.

Subei gave the answer!

Peng Wanli is served!

Even with it, the fifty elite demon soldiers under Peng Wanli's command also understood their king's concept of "shemales are equal and live in harmony"!

This is like a cottage erecting a banner of "doing the right thing for heaven", and the big boss carries this banner all day long, robbing this one for the rich and unkind, and killing the grass and people's lives...... But no matter how much the big boss does this kind of thing, it is difficult for the brothers under his command to believe that he is really "doing the right thing for heaven", after all, he kills all outsiders, and every time he gets benefits, it is inevitable that he will be suspected of "hanging a sheep's head and selling dog meat".

It wasn't until one day that the big boss cut off the rebel son who robbed the people's daughter, and everyone suddenly realized: Oh, the big guy is real!

This time, Northern Jiangsu connived at Peng Wanli to lead the troops to lift the Ten Thousand Demon Tower, and avenged the blood feud of the Ten Thousand Demon Towers who killed his clan and captured him as a slave, and fell in the eyes of those monsters in Changjuntian, that is: Our boss is tough enough, whether it is a human or a demon, he treats everyone equally!

When a person's idea penetrates into a group, it will become a program, a dream, and a belief!

And between the rabble and the Iron Division, there is such a guideline, a guide for which all members will fight for their lives and die to become a benevolent.

A dandelion spread out in the breeze and slowly scattered to every corner of Changjuntian.

......

Wan Jianheng's single lone sword battle against the Black Sun Demon King incident did not blow like a gust of wind, but like a jar of old wine, the older it is, the more fragrant it is, and the older it is, the more intense it becomes.

If you stand at a certain height and look at the incident of Ten Thousand Swords Heng's retreat from the Black Sun Demon King, you will find that this incident is very much like a fuse, a fuse that is properly lit at the right time, in the right place.

Heroes emerge from troubled times.

Troubled times need heroes.

Wan Jianheng is this hero who is destined to be pushed to the altar!

Su Bei was keenly aware that after the incident of Wan Jian Heng's battle against the Black Sun Demon King spread, the strange atmosphere in the city of Fuhuafang disappeared little by little, and in its place, there was a restless undercurrent that made people rub their hands, hoping that the Black Yao Demon Army would be killed outside the city today, so as to go and kill a lot.

He felt that this was not a good sign, because he knew very well that the current strength and morale of the Black Yao Demon Army were not something that these people in Fang City could directly beat them!

But the speed at which this undercurrent permeated was far beyond his expectations.

Within a few days, something happened!

Someone has an opinion about him leading a group of demon troops to guard the city of Fuhuafang.

For three days in a row, outside the temporary mansion where northern Jiangsu was stationed, there were groups of true self monks tangled together, excitedly shouting "Monsters get out of the flashy".

On the first day, Su Bei was patient and went out to explain to those monks that the demon soldiers under his command were all good demons who had fought against the Black Yao Demon Army, shed blood and were injured, and finally persuaded those people to disperse.

The next day, those people came again, and Subei was a little angry, and on the same day, he canceled the patrol and night duty, and closed the door.

In his own words: "This kind of wolf-hearted and dog-lung thing, life and death have nothing to do with Lao Tzu's half of the copper plate", even the Tianxing Peak elder owner sent by Tianxing to manage Fuhuafang City personally came to the door to ask Northern Jiangsu to send troops, but was magnified by Northern Jiangsu's closing door and blasted out.

On the third day, those people came again...... This time, Su Beimian didn't show up, and directly scattered the group of low-level monks who were the tallest but the hegemon.

This hit made a big deal out of it...... Even his good temper is like this, how can those rectal and brainless bastards not be angry when they hear it?

A demon soldier with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a helmet and armor, carrying a stick with a thick bowl mouth, pounced out like a wolf and a tiger, and saw people smashing their heads and faces, and the desolate crying father and shouting mother's voice could be heard across three streets......

If you have broken your hand or broken your leg, it is easy to say that a plaster is guaranteed to be refilled overnight.

But several unlucky people who have been beaten through the dantian and have been practicing penance for more than ten years will be in trouble.

I heard that that night, there were old men from famous families around the original Fuhuafang City who found the owner of the workshop and asked them to send an explanation to Yunyun.

Anyway, the next day, the owner came to the door with a bitter face, and Ai Ai asked Subei to say a few soft words to those families and give them a step down......

Su Bei listened, didn't say a word, pulled up the demon army under his command and walked straight out of the city, no matter how the owner begged, he didn't look back.

He could never allow his brothers to shed blood and suffer such a pickled gas.

That young heart finally began to harden.