There was a lot of movement on Jin Qing's side. Especially after the little devil fell, the devils around Jin Qing were ready to move.
Looking around calmly, Jin Qing picked up the little devil in one hand and grabbed the newly summoned mace in the other hand: Whoever comes over will die.
Obviously, there are still demons who are not afraid of death.
He saw a two-headed demon approaching Jin Qing quickly on all fours. Jin Qing looked down and found that the demon's two heads had grown to the same size, and a small bud had grown on the other side of its neck.
His mouth protrudes, his ears become pointed, his fingers become shorter, and his hands and feet look more like four claws...
This is actually a deeply evolved three-headed hellhound reserve.
I saw two heads, one was trying to show friendship to Jin Qing, and the other was growling at Jin Qing.
After quietly looking at the dog-shaped demon in front of him for a while, Jin Qing suddenly stepped on the demon, reached out and pulled out the demon's undeveloped head and the friendly head.
707 suddenly screamed: "Host, did you pull it out wrong?"
Throwing the head in his hand to the ground, Jin Qing said to 707: "Anyone who smiles at me casually must not be a good person." Isn't the devil the best at lying?
707: "..." What a strong logic!
After Jin Qing pulled out his head, the demon tilted its neck and twisted its body on the ground.
This time, Jin Qing did not waste his golden medicine. Whether he could survive or not, it was the devil's own life.
As there was more and more black liquid on the ground, the demon's body began to slowly stretch out, and even regained its human form.
Jin Qing grinned: "This three-headed hell dog is too easy to cure."
707 is also difficult to enter at a glance: "Maybe it's because he is still not completely degenerated." Or maybe its host pulls it out too neatly.
The demon twitched on the ground for a while, and then struggled to crawl to Jin Qing's side. Just like the little demon at the beginning, it clung to Jin Qing's side.
Jin Qing stretched out her foot and kicked the demon to the side, but the demon still crawled back to her feet tenaciously, as if it would not leave even if it was beaten to death.
Jin Qing: "...What's going on!" Doesn't it mean that these demons have very low IQs?
707 helped Jin Qing analyze it: "Maybe it was because my IQ was too low when I was about to transform into a Cerberus. Now that I have returned to human form, my IQ has improved a lot, and many things have naturally been figured out." It's just stupid and extraordinary. The stupid difference is that Jin Qing helped him regain some consciousness, and he would naturally subconsciously feel that Jin Qing was safe around him.
Originally 707 thought that Jin Qing would speak out against him, but to her surprise, Jin Qing nodded in agreement: "That makes sense." Because she really couldn't think of a better explanation.
707: "..." It's broken. His host may have been switched. Why is the feeling of recognition so permeable to others!
Just when 707 was complaining about Jin Qing in his heart, many hellhounds were already surrounding Jin Qing.
Although their IQs are constantly deteriorating, they still have some sense of the outside world.
At the very least, they feel that they should be walking on their legs.
Looking at the Cerberus reserves in front of her who were staring at her with anxious expressions, Jin Qing put the mace on her shoulders: Why would she do such a thankless thing?
Other demons who had become enlightened turned their heads after seeing this scene. This was hell, resources were scarce, and that guy actually helped others. Who did she think she was, a savior who fell from heaven.
Even if these demons who had turned into hellhounds returned to human form, their brains would not change.
Moreover, they will completely lose the desire to eat in the future. In the end, they may neither become hellhounds nor evolve into demon soldiers, and just die silently at the bottom of hell.
Therefore, everyone sneered at Jin Qing's behavior: If you have time to win over a group of stupid and bad demons, it is better to find a way to climb out from the bottom.
As for why Jin Qing was able to turn the Cerberus Reserve into humans again, these demons didn't care.
Because with their IQ, they cannot think of such deep-seated problems.
Not only the enlightened demons couldn't understand Jin Qing's behavior, but even 707 couldn't figure out why Jin Qing was suddenly so kind.
After hearing 707's question, Jin Qing slowly opened her mouth and showed an extremely confident smile: "I have a plan!" She thought of a way to get rich.
707: "..." I actually don't want to know that much.
I don't know how long it took, but Jin Qing finally restored the last demon who asked her for help to its original state.
Turning to look at the vast army of demons arranged in a fan shape behind him, Jin Qing confirmed with 707: "How many demons are there in total?"
707 had clearly calculated these demons a long time ago. After listening to Jin Qing's words, he immediately replied to Jin Qing: "Including the one hanging on your leg, there are exactly three thousand and one!" What did his host want? do what!
After hearing 707's answer, Jin Qing nodded: "That's enough!" They can find a way out now!
I don't know whether it was because they were saved by Jin Qing, or they subconsciously sensed Jin Qing's danger, but these 3001 demons were really obedient to Jin Qing.
Feeling that the little devil hanging on his leg might be the smartest one among all the devils, Jin Qing put the little devil on the ground and told him: "You tell them to wait here obediently, I will go find them." Door."
The little devil looked at Jin Qing blankly, with a confused expression on his ugly face: Obviously, he didn't understand what Jin Qing was talking about!
Repeating his words again, the expression on the little devil's face became even more confused, and gurgling sounds continued to come out of his throat, as if that gurgling sound was his real language.
Realizing that he was in a communication dilemma, Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at the little devil with sideways eyes. He picked up one of the devils squatting on the ground and let him move a few times.
Then Jin Qing stepped on the demon under his feet and made a stomping motion.
The little devil's face suddenly showed a happy expression, and it was obvious that he had understood what Jin Qing meant: whoever touches him will die.
If he lets the other demons move, then Jin Qing will be the only one left...
But before he was overjoyed, he saw that after Jin Qing finished drawing the devil, he compared his hand to a knife and scratched under the little devil's neck. At the same time, he made a motion of breaking the neck, which scared the little devil. In a ball: Not only the moving demons will die, but even the little demons will sit together.
The little devil shrank his neck in fear, and the pain of having his head ripped off still remained in his memory, and he could not forget it for a long time.
After seeing Jin Qing's actions, the other demons were excited and ready to move. They didn't care whether they died or not. They only knew that as long as they moved, the little demon's neck would be broken.
After all, he is a devil. Even if he is not smart, his thoughts of harming others will never stop.
