At the banquet, Huang Zhuan also mentioned the matter just now.

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone talked about these things.

Because of the withdrawal of drugs, it has indeed caused dissatisfaction among many demon cultivators.

Everyone has different ways of dealing with it.

It's like Huang Zhubu's force.

There are also thunder attacks and kills on the spot.

There are also some methods to soften some soft treatments.

But no matter how you deal with it, these lower-level golden elixirs and even the Nascent Soul demon cultivators could only swallow this anger.

Because they can't report it at all.

This huge network of relationships is airtight, and any news is a humiliation.

As for wanting to go beyond the level to complain to the top monster.

Then you have to be qualified to see it.

Even if it really makes a fuss to the top monsters, which guy on this relationship website is not from the Tenth Clan? It is too easy to settle this little thing.

So these things come to their mouths, they are just jokes at the wine table.

After the report failed, the five demon cultivators of the broken arm left Junzheng's mansion in a state of silence.

The few people looked at the glorious and grand military residence, and were heartbroken, with sad and confused eyes.

The race they are in is hard to enter the ten races, not to mention entering the hundred races, but to enter the list of hundreds of races.

In order to give some credit to the race, it will be exchanged for cultivation resources and territory.

At that time, more than ten of them left their hometowns and came to the battlefield, but now there are only five people left, and in the end they have only received such treatment.

"Maybe we shouldn't have come here at the beginning."

The broken arm cultivator smiled bitterly.

Several other demon cultivators opened their mouths, but they didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, go back. We have no choice at this point. If we escape at the last minute, we will also have to implicate our family if we die."

The broken-armed demon cultivator sighed and called on several companions to leave.

After everyone left the city silently, one of the demon cultivators suddenly whispered.

"Why should we fight so hard because they are not kind to us? For such a little credit is not worth it. In my opinion, we can do whatever we can, and we will never fight to the death."

"It should be."

"Hmph, who likes to do his best?"

Several other demon cultivators also had the same attitude.

As long as you are not forced to go to a life-long task, you can drag it out and calculate it.

After everyone agreed, they returned to the front line to rest and began to heal their injuries.

When two days passed, everyone recovered almost the same, and the front-line mission was arranged.

"Kill two Class A mechanical beasts?"

After seeing the order passed down, all the five people had gloomy faces. The highest cultivation among them was the early stage of the Golden Pill.

That mechanical beast is one of the killer moves for human cultivators to deal with them. It is extremely difficult to deal with, and its strength is comparable to that of the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

It would be difficult for the five people to join forces to deal with one end, let alone two ends.

"It must be the task Huang Zhuan deliberately arranged, and he wanted us to die. This fat man is so fucking dirty. Why didn't he deal with these two Class A mechanism beasts?"

The broken arm demon cultivator was so angry that he shivered. This was not just a bully.

"Disaster is death, and going is also death. We are just as we agreed before. At worst, we can get hurt and retreat."

Another demon cultivator sneered and scoffed at the so-called military order.

After the few people made an appointment, they took a short rest and then stepped onto the battlefield.

In the area they are responsible for, two hundred-foot-mechanical beasts with strength comparable to those of the early stage of the Nascent Soul are killing.

The two mechanical beasts are like tigers, but they have dozens of long arms. Those demon cultivators below the golden elixir will almost die if they touch it.

After seeing these two Class A mechanic beasts that were killing wantonly on the battlefield.

Five demon cultivators looked at each other.

He rushed up and started fighting with one of the mechanical beasts.

The two sides fought for about half an hour and finally escaped at the cost of five people being seriously injured.

After returning to the camp, the five pale-faced people quickly sat on the ground to heal themselves.

They just sat down for a while.

A figure walked up to them.

Before the five people could look up, a terrifying pressure made them unable to raise their heads.

"Just just now, you five people joined forces to get rid of that mechanical beast. Why did you deliberately let the water go and get injured? If you are afraid of death, I will send you down now."

Standing in front of the five people was a young demon cultivator.

The young demon cultivator has a cold appearance and is not good-looking, but his cold temperament is somewhat similar to the former Guiyue.

The two of them have the same identity and strength.

The five people turned pale after hearing the sound, and the leading monk with broken arms said tremblingly.

"It was because we didn't cooperate well enough that we would fail because of this. When we finish healing, we will definitely kill the mechanical beast."

"You think I am a fool?"

The young demon cultivator shouted softly, and the feeling of oppression became more and more suffocating.

The five demon cultivators have already started bleeding in their seven orifices, and their bodies will collapse.

Just as he was about to die, one of the demon cultivators couldn't bear it and suddenly spoke angrily.

"Yes, we are deliberately timid in the fight. Even the life-saving medicine you sent out has problems. Why should we fight for this dog-dreaming Yin Hai?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure on his body disappeared completely.

The young demon cultivator raised his eyebrows and said, "What does it mean? Is there a problem with the medicine I sent?"

"Don't pretend to be stupid. You big monsters are all in the same group. You just want to kill someone to silence them? Come on."

The broken-armed demon cultivator also took his risk and stretched out his neck to signal the other party to kill him.

"I really don't know who I am with. I'll give you three sentences to explain clearly. You decide whether to die or live."

The young demon cultivator reached out and patted the robe on his body. The original white robe instantly turned bright red, adding a bit of solemnity to the young demon cultivator.

After looking at each other, the five demon cultivators explained the matter carefully.

"This is the Nether Sea Flower we received. Some of them have been destroyed, and these are all left."

After the explanation, several demon cultivators took out the remaining Nether Sea Flower.

"I understand, Master Huang, right? I will go to him to talk about this matter. If it is true as you said, I will seek justice for you. If not, you will consider it yourself."

"I will never have a lie. If there is a lie, I will not enter the cycle of reincarnation after death."

The young demon cultivator said nothing, but his robe became brighter and brighter.

However, he did not rush to find Huang Zhubu, but went to other Jindan demon cultivators to ask a few questions.

Most of these Golden Pill Demon Cultivators said that this was not the case, and they were worried that they were a double act. If they admit it, they might have good results.

But there are always a few guys who dare to penetrate the matter.

After collecting enough evidence, he refused to name himself but gave himself a young demon cultivator with the Taoist name Wu Nian then went to find Huang Zhuzhu.

At this moment, Huang Zhubu was writing with a pen in his right hand, and his left hand was quickly planning to figure out how much the next batch of supplies could be made to resell.

After tasting the sweetness, he couldn't wait to make a move.

It is best to have this time every century war.

After Wunian arrived, Huang Zhuan quickly put down his pen and stood up and said.

"The leader Wuming came in person, and he would like to forgive him if he had any mistakes."

"Don't come with me the red tape of the human monks."

Wu Nian's face turned cold and said, "Did you secretly withhold military pay and replace the hundred-year-old Nether Sea Flowers sent to the lower part with fifty years?"

Huang Zhubu looked kind and said calmly.

"Is Commander Wu Nian coming for this? Recently, there are indeed a few little demons who are spraying feces all over their mouths and putting the shit basin on my head."

"But I, Huang, have always been brave enough to act and never lie. I even took the initiative to take them to investigate the matter with Master Junzheng, proving my innocence."
To be continued...