"Master Demon Master!"
"Say it quickly!"
Dajinwu was extremely anxious and kept urging.
But who is Zhunti?
He is well aware of people's schemes and is good at playing tricks on people's minds.
Even for a naive and naive boy like Da Jinwu, he was not careless in the slightest.
"I still can't say..."
"I promised you, your Majesty, the safety of your ten highnesses is important!"
Kunpeng, played by Zhunti, has an old and pale face full of tangles at this time.
"Master Demon Master! The demon clan is facing a catastrophe now. As princes, how can we escape?"
"Please, Master Demon Master! If you have any plans to save the demon clan, please tell us!"
“Just let us know, we’ll talk about it later if it works or not!”
"We can't just sit back and let those shameless people from the Wu clan harm our people, right?!"
"..."
really.
Seeing that Kunpeng, the old demon master still didn't want to reveal his plan.
This time it’s not just the Golden Crow.
The other little Golden Crows were also very anxious and started to urge them.
The tone was no longer the scolding and arrogant tone before, but full of pleading.
Apparently.
Regardless of anything else, just as sons of man, they are indeed the eldest sons of Emperor Jun.
The two argued again and again.
Until Zhunti feels that the heat is almost the same.
Finally he sighed heavily and said: "Forget it... Your Highnesses are so worried about Your Majesty. Even if Your Majesty knows that the old minister leaked the secret, he should not blame the old minister."
"Actually, the strategy is very simple..."
When Zhunti said this, he looked around at the Ten Little Golden Crows and saw that they were truly silent at this time, and all of them seemed to be listening attentively.
I also know that the bird has taken the bait and I can pull the lever.
He waved his right hand, and a stream of gray smoke condensed in the air, instantly revealing a bird's-eye view of the ancient land.
The vast and boundless ancient continent was now displayed in front of the Ten Little Golden Crows.
From Buzhou Mountain in the center, to the four continents of east, west, north and south, to the four outermost oceans, they all appear in this fog painting one by one.
Just when the Ten Little Golden Crows were still wondering what Kunpeng was going to do.
They saw a little bit of red mist rising on the fog painting in front of them, rushing towards Buzhou Mountain in the center of the ancient land.
"The red dots your Majesty sees right now are the big witches, small witches and even witch generals and witch soldiers among the witch clan."
"At this time, they all flocked to the Nantian Gate of Buzhou Mountain, and below the other three Tianmen, they surrounded the Heavenly Court tightly and made it airtight."
"And next, under the leadership of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, they will attack the Nantian Gate from Buzhou Mountain. When the Nantian Gate is broken, the Heavenly Court will be in danger!"
A few words combined with the mist-painted image of his own transformation.
Zhunti designed the situation of the demon clan to be extremely bad, as if the Nantianmen would be broken down and the demon clan would be destroyed in the next moment.
Such a simple, crude and novel deception method directly frightened the hearts of the Ten Little Golden Crows.
They listened to what the "Old Demon Master" said before.
He only knew that Dijun Taiyi was injured and knew nothing else.
Looking at it at this time, everyone was panicking.
Dajinwu was so anxious that he almost cried: "Master Demon Master!!! Please beg the demon clan! What method do you have? Don't worry about us, just go and execute it!"
Zhunti knew that he could no longer pretend to be mysterious and sell anxiety.
Otherwise it will be counterproductive next time.
I saw his right hand clicking on the fog painting image a few times, and the appearance of each tribe was immediately enlarged.
At the same time, he said: "It's actually very simple. Nowadays, the strong men 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 can prevent the Wu tribe in Buzhou Mountain from attacking Nantianmen and retreat to defend themselves."
"This will give His Majesty time to heal."
"When he wakes up and activates the Zhoutian Xingdou Formation, the situation will be reversed instantly."
Hear this.
The Ten Little Golden Crows were filled with excitement every moment, and their eyes were shining brightly as they looked at Kunpeng.
"As expected of the Demon Master! This plan is brilliant!"
"So this is the reason why the Demon Master refused to say anything. Is the Demon Master worried that he will not be able to take care of us once he goes to the lower world?"
"Master Demon Master, don't worry about us! My father's formation is in the starry sky, and outsiders can't come in. Sir, just go ahead and do it!"
"Yes! Even if we are in any danger, what is it compared to the overall situation of our clan?"
"..."
The ten little Golden Crows all started talking, and they all begged Kunpeng to go down to the realm, carry out the plan, and save the demon clan.
But what they didn't expect was.
None of these words, their words, were what Zhunti wanted to hear.
So they said something.
Zhunti, who played Kunpeng, shook his head once and replied: "No, your highnesses are the future hope of the demon clan, and your highnesses' safety is important."
Until Da Jinwu's eyes suddenly lit up, his mind came up with an idea, and he suddenly said: "Otherwise, Master Demon Master will take us down to the lower world with him."
"Anyway, Master Demon Master also said that except for the central area, they are all old children of the Witch Clan and cannot threaten us."
"Moreover! The Demon Master is now seriously injured and cannot easily use magic. As long as you take us there, our true sun fire will be a great weapon to kill the tribe!"
As soon as these words came out.
Kunpeng, who was shaking his head as if listening to the DJ's disco music, suddenly affirmed. He frowned slightly and looked at the Golden Crow with a thoughtful look on his face.
Although it looked like this on the surface, he was filled with joy in his heart and kept laughing secretly: "Finally! You finally said something humane!!!"
But he still pretended to refuse on his face: "No, although...but...it's still not possible, it's too dangerous."
But at this time, the other Nine Golden Crows were all excited.
"Brother is right! Why didn't we think of it! We can just go down to the next world together!"
"Now that we are here, we can help our father to avenge himself!"
"Sir! You must agree this time!"
"Our true sun fire has long been thirsty, my lord!"
"Sir, if you don't want to, I will hit my head against the fusang tree and die right now!"
"...."
Such completely irrational words burst out from the mouths of the Ten Little Golden Crows.
Zhunti, who played Kunpeng, finally let out a heavy breath and seemed to have made a major and difficult decision: "Forget it... I can only resist the decree... But once your highnesses go down to the world, you must listen to me. You can’t run around, let’s set the fire in an orderly manner and leave, okay?”
Say so.
He was laughing secretly in his heart.
Since you are seeking death, I can only agree. What else can I do?
This time in the lower realm, if you don’t die, I will lose.
