Chapter 131 (1/2)

Since emperor Zhuanxu's communication with heaven, the communication between heaven and earth was blocked, the aura of the lower earth gradually dissipated, and the demon clan gradually declined. In the past, the small Terran gradually grew, and even had the power to fight against the demon clan.

The sorcerer falls from the altar, and his glory is gone. However, the Terrans, which were regarded as mole ants, began to prosper. This kind of situation is not accepted by all the great demons. Even though Zhuan Xu and even Bai Ze have already stated that they have done their best, the decline of the demons is the destiny of heaven and can not be changed.

But there are too many demons who don't believe in fate.

They can't accept the result that their power is weakened or even dissipated in heaven and earth at any time.

As early as in ancient times, there were big demons who tried to go against the sky to find a new way to heaven. They tried to break the barrier between heaven and earth, but they all failed. At the moment when they were about to succeed, thunderstorms came down from heaven. All big demons who tried to change their life, no matter how powerful they were, were wiped out in a moment of terrible thunderstorms.

It is such a tragic precedent, so many unwilling big demons have to accept the reality.

It's better to be a demon with a tail in it than to be cut to pieces by thunder.

Up to now, most of the demons have already adapted to the mixed life with the human race. The glorious period existed in ancient memory, they called it the year of the God of witchcraft. After the year of the God of witchcraft, it is the year of man and God that has continued to this day.

Whether you accept it or not, the voodoo chronicle has long been a thing of the past. For most demons today, the so-called voodoo chronicle, ancient glory, is just a symbol in memory.

Most demons may be more willing to work hard and earn more overtime than to pursue the illusory glory of ancient times.

After all, the competition is too fierce in this era. Not only the Terran life is hard, but also many demons have a hard time.

Don't you enjoy playing games and watching movies?

Joining a cult to turn the tide of society is basically a mental failure.

Originally, he thought that this kind of fool should be gone. Unexpectedly, he overestimated the overall quality of the demon clan.

There are not only idiots, but also a lot of them.

Jiang Jiu also has a strange face. He can't understand what is worth remembering in ancient times?

Were there games in ancient times? Do you have any good food? Are there all kinds of entertainment facilities?

Really want what what not, even eat a meal still have to fight first, who lost who is food.

Is it convenient to have take out?

He took an iron bar to poke the Dragon: ”you and Qian Pai cooperate, don't you also want to restore the glory of ancient times? Is the situation different between the United States and China? ”

The Dragon lay still in the water prison, as if dead.

Jiang Jiu poked him twice again. Seeing that he was still indifferent, he deliberately turned his head and said to him“ Since I can't find anything, it's useless to keep him. It's better to make use of the waste and let me eat him. ”

He looked at longyi with his eyes looking at the ingredients. The iron bar in his hand poked at longyi's injured hind leg: ”the hind leg meat looks very strong. It must be strong. It's not as good as a stew or a stew. It must taste good.”

Jiang Shu was just trying to scare the dragon, but when he said that, he really began to swallow his saliva.

He enthusiastically told his fourth brother Amway: ”Ying Qiao knows a black bear spirit who is very good at cooking. He cooked that tail last night. It's full of color, fragrance and can be said to be the best tail I've ever eaten.” His tone is a little sorry: ”it's a pity you didn't eat.”

The Dragon pretending to be dead also heard the word ”tail” and finally lost its stability. It's a great shame that the tail is broken. It's even used as food.

Who can bear it!

He sprang up and rushed to the prison fence. His sharp claws went through the gap of the metal fence and tried to attack Jiang GUI.

The solid metal railings made a dull noise, but Jiang Jiu didn't even shake his body. He caught his paw with one hand. He sank his face and said, ”isn't he dead? I thought you were dead. ”

He easily pushed the Dragon back to the water prison, hit the wall heavily, and looked at him with a smile: ”I advise you not to expect long Bing or someone from the United States to take you out. I'll tell you what I know as soon as possible, or when we find out by ourselves, I'll make you a Jackie Chan meat banquet and invite them to eat together. ”

Person in charge next to me

How cruel! It's really a glutton.

Gluttonous cattle force.

After some bullying, Jiang and Zhen leave the torture room.

Looking at his younger brother, he couldn't help thinking, why don't he know how to be more fierce to the enemy?!

But if he takes out one tenth of his ferocity, yinggou doesn't dare to make up his mind.

Jiang Jiu didn't know what his fourth brother was struggling with. His attention was attracted by the acid and water in another water prison.

——After acid and was caught, he was also held in the torture room.

His four wings and three legs were eaten by Jiang GUI, and now he is locked in the water prison, the wound healing is not good, the wound is covered with a thick layer of ugly blood scab. Not to mention two blind eyes, because the feathers lost most of them in the water, the whole bird was numb, uneven and ugly.

One more look makes my eyes hot.

If it had not been doctor Yu, who used to pretend to be forced, but now this ugly bird with hot eyes, Jiang would have lost his appetite.

Jiang asked the person in charge, ”he hasn't explained it yet?”

The person in charge shook his head: ”acid and good at mind control, he refused to cooperate, we have no way to force him to speak. The director suspected that he had something to do with Qianpai, so he had to keep it closed. ”

One day, the sour will is almost worn away. If he refuses to speak, they can make him speak.

”Well,” Jiang said, ”I'll talk to him.”

With that, he motioned to the person in charge to open the prison door and looked down at the distressed acid and water.