MTL - Returning From Level 900-Chapter 429 Outgoing introverted, cheerful and graceful

At present, this level is Wang Wen's only source of divine power so far.

Although the divine power contributed by the customer is not comparable to that of the Tiangang people, it is better than the large number of people who can make up for the quality.

But recently the divine power from here has become scarce.

Wang Wen was still wondering if these people were fed up and forgetting their mothers, and their lives were stable and they didn't believe in the devil.

When he got there, he realized what was going on.

It turned out to be beaten!

This fight is also different from the previous border wars between neighboring countries.

It was directly beaten into the hinterland and even the palace was taken away.

This is being served with a pot!

Wang Wen shook his head secretly.

After the catastrophe, there is a big epidemic, and after a big epidemic, there is a big war.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters continue, and the people on this land are really miserable.

He walked into the palace first and walked towards the "General Yang" who had the loudest voice.

The soldiers who were pushed away all the way around were shocked and suspicious, and some even drew their knives.

But before these people made any concrete moves, Wang Wen had already walked to the core of the circle, looked directly at General Yang and asked, "Where are the little emperor and Commander Yun?"

"Which one are you??" General Yang asked loudly, glancing at the soldiers who were shoved in front of him, and put his fingers on the weapon handle quietly.

"I thought it was in your hands." Wang Wen sighed regretfully, "I still have to spend energy."

He waved his scepter.

The Tathagata floated out in a trance, while diligently fulfilling his oath, he looked around and wondered: "Is this the sky outside the sky? Why is it not so different from where the old monk is."

"Don't worry, this is not enough, you wait for my notice." Wang Wen comforted the Tathagata casually, feeling the energy consumption was greatly reduced, and his heart was relaxed and excited.

A white light flickered nearby.

The young emperor and the middle-aged Martial Saint appeared inexplicably.

Seeing Wang Wen's face was a happy one.

After seeing the surrounding environment, he was so frightened that he was so scared that he exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Help me!"

The people around were also quite frightened by the sudden appearance of the two, and the clanging sound of the knife being drawn could be heard incessantly.

In the center, General Wang looked at Wang Wen with a frown and said, "But the legendary immortal face to face?"

Wang Wen ignored him and asked the young emperor with a displeased expression, "What happened? Why are so many people dying again?"

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The young emperor wanted to cry without tears: "The powerful countries in the west took advantage of our country to conquer the four fields and attacked in a big way. Our forces were too scattered and were defeated one by one, and the army was defeated."

"Are you kidding me?" Wang Wen didn't believe a word: "I left so many machine guns behind when I left, guns! In the age of cold weapons like yours, no matter how powerful a country is, it's impossible to defeat machine guns!"

"This..." the young emperor said hesitantly: "Xue Zhong is inconvenient for Xiao Wang to talk about. It is better for the master to ask him personally."

Wang Wen was too lazy to gossip.

With a wave of the scepter, Xue Zhong was also passed over.

The white light flashed, and Xue Chong, an honest-faced man dressed up straight and holding a light machine gun in his arms, should look at the posture that the gun would not leave his body.

When he regained his sight and saw Wang Wen's appearance, Xue Zhong rubbed his eyes, and immediately wanted to laugh with a happy expression on his face.

As a result, Wang Wen scolded and asked, "What did you do? Didn't it make you look good on the believers?"

Xue Zhong said suspiciously: "The last commander will follow the command of the master, and since the beginning of the war, he will gather all the believers to guard the holy city. So far, he has not lost his life. Why did the master say such a thing?"

Hear this.

Wang Wen was slightly taken aback.

It was only when he realized that he seemed to have confused the progress with the believers.

Not all those who lead the way are his followers.

And he can only tell who is the progress through the numbers on the top of the natives' heads, and he can't clearly tell who is the believer.

This is a little embarrassing.

But what's even more embarrassing is the large group of "powerful" soldiers around who have been completely ignored.

I saw that General Yang, who had said he was going to chop off the head of the immortal, couldn't bear it any longer, he raised his weapon and slashed at Wang Wen.

Wang Wen didn't move, just looked up at him.

That General Yang's body was like being hit by a battering ram head-on, and flew upside down, and he vomited a large mouthful of blood in the air.

All the soldiers in the hall moved, and the crowd surrounded Wang Wen and shouted and killed, but no one dared to enter.

General Wang, who had retreated into the crowd, did not immediately issue orders, but frowned and quietly observed Wang Wen and the others.

No one stood up to disturb, Wang Wen was also happy and leisurely, and asked Xue Zhong curiously: "How do you tell who is a believer?"

Xue Zhong also replied curiously: "Whoever worships you is who."

Hearing such a sloppy method, Wang Wen almost fainted.

It's no wonder that the number of divine powers has decreased so much!

The so-called sincerity is the spirit, he estimated that many people are not pretending to be on the surface, but pray sincerely in the bottom of the "Master Devil".

After all, there are people who are extroverted, introverted, cheerful and graceful, and Xue Zhong's rudeness is sure to miss many innocent believers.

What Wang Wen wanted was divine power.

No matter how pious or pious.

As long as he can provide him with divine power, he is a good believer.

It's a pity that Xue Zhong can't be blamed for this. It's true that they are diligently protecting the believers.

Even Wang Wen himself couldn't tell who was a believer, and it was even more difficult for others.

It took a lot of effort to come up with this method.

It's just that Wang Wen himself was lazy and wanted to save effort, leaving the machine gun as a protective force, but he was afraid that the young emperor would not be greedy enough to borrow Xue Zhong's "machine gun team" to attack the world and affect the safety of domestic believers.

Now it seems.

Blocking is worse than sparse.

If you really want this land to be in long-term stability, you have to spend energy to clear the entire channel!

Thinking of this~www.novelbuddy.com~ Wang Wen patted Xue Zhong on the shoulder and said sincerely, "I just misunderstood, you did a great job."

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of [Healthy Water] and a [Daluo Good Fortune Pill] and handed them over as a reward.

Xue Zhong immediately retreated in fear, bowed down and said, "The last will be..."

"Just keep it for you and stop talking nonsense." Wang Wen threw the water and the small jelly beans on the lower tower into the other's arms without saying a word, so frightened that Xue Zhong was so scrambled that he could not catch it.

Worrying that he would not be willing to eat and drink, he specifically instructed: "You continue to help me be optimistic about the believers, and I will give you a copy every time you come. These things can't make you immortal, but it's okay to strengthen your body and recover from your injuries and prolong your life. "

Xue Zhong held the prop with a trembling face, an interesting look that he could die for Wang Wen at any time.

The young emperor next to him swallowed and looked at the water and jelly beans in his arms.

Wang Wen couldn't stand it any longer, and took out the same two copies and shoved them into the hands of the young emperor and the middle-aged Martial Saint, and said bitterly: "You all live well, and being optimistic about this world is the best reward for me. !"

After speaking, stop talking to them.

He turned his head to look at the soldiers who kept shouting and shouting, but did not dare to step forward.

Shaking his scepter, he said to them calmly, "Has anyone surrendered? Kill them all without me?"

The voice just fell.

Wang Wen saw progress numbers appearing on the heads of some of the soldiers.

Progress doesn't lie.

Whoever has progress in his head means that the other party really wants to submit, and the degree of sincerity has even been recognized by the World Tower.

It's just that these people are pious enough in their hearts, but on the surface they don't dare to show half of it because of the situation.

really.

People are always extroverted and introverted, cheerful and graceful.