In the Supervision Department, Lei Feng swallowed a pill, and his slightly pale face regained some vitality. He sincerely said to the person in front of him: "Thank you for the gift of the medicine."
Sitting opposite him was an old man with gray beard and hair, wearing a light gray monk's robe. He said with a smile: "Chief Lei, you're welcome. This is the elixir specially given by Taishang Laojun when he heard that you were injured. I'm just Just brought it here along the way."
The uncle suddenly had a solemn expression on his face: "Please, after your envoy returns, I will thank you on my behalf. I am deeply grateful."
"Haha, you're welcome. After all, you were injured in the battle with the demons." The old man said with a smile: "The marshal already knows about this matter and said that he will not let the demons succeed and want to get involved in China. You must first pass the level of our heaven."
"Heaven already knows, that's great." The uncle said happily: "Has the Marshal told you when to send troops to exterminate the demons and which general will go there?"
The old man's face froze, and he said with some embarrassment: "This matter has not been finalized yet, because some people hold different views, saying that the small demon tribe is invading, and it is not attacking the heaven. There is really no need to send heavenly soldiers and generals down. ."
"What." The uncle was stunned.
After learning that the demons appeared on the earth, the ministers in the heaven were divided into two factions. One faction was the main battle group and claimed that the demon tribe's conspiracy would never succeed; the other group was not the main battle group. They advocated peace and peace. After all, the heaven was not attacked. , it is the earth that suffers the loss. If heaven sends troops there rashly, it is likely to cause a big melee between heaven and demons, which will be difficult to deal with.
Moreover, those who hold the second view account for the majority.
There is no way, who has made the Chinese people hopeless. For hundreds of years, no one has become an immortal. Many people have almost forgotten the Chinese people on the earth.
I think back then, especially in the Tang Dynasty, how prominent Sun Houhou and his gang were, always looking for things to do for the Heavenly Court from time to time. As the saying goes, children who cry are fed by milk, but it is hard for honest children to attract attention. More attention.
Seeing the embarrassment on the old man's face, the uncle quickly said: "Your Majesty, this matter is very important. If we don't take care of it, China will really be destroyed. Please make it clear to your Majesty and give good advice to the marshal and generals." , I have to lend a helping hand no matter what."
The old man said with some embarrassment: "I'm afraid this won't be easy. To be honest, everyone really doesn't take Huaxia seriously. Moreover, the Jade Emperor also said that since there is a world of cultivation over there, he will leave this matter to Let the cultivation world handle it, and the Inspection Department can help. As for other helpers, I’m afraid there really aren’t any.”
Lei Feng cried bitterly: "If the world of cultivation is okay, why do you still need to ask me for help? To tell you the truth, all my men were sent to help. As a result, not only was I seriously injured, but my men also suffered heavy losses."
"It's so serious." The old man's eyes widened: "But this is still not enough to convince everyone. Let's do this. The most I can do is ask for a decree for you. As for dealing with the demons, the Chinese people have to deal with it themselves."
The uncle almost cried, but since his official position was so small, he had no chance to go to the Heavenly Court, let alone talk to the Jade Emperor. When the Heavenly Court made a decision, he had no choice but to obey.
It doesn't matter what purpose it is to have a will, but think about it, it's better than nothing at all. At least after you have this will, you will have one more excuse when you go to ask other people.
Seeing that he was unhappy, the old man changed the topic: "On the way to your place, I met the master of Xianhu Mansion, and guess what happened."
"What's wrong?" Lei Feng asked subconsciously.
"He had a bitter look on his face, as if his elixir storehouse had been stolen." The old man smiled and said, "I stepped forward to ask, but he was hesitant and unwilling to say anything. Later I found out that it was his precious son who was there. The outside world has suffered a loss and seems to have lost its ancestral magic weapon."
The uncle expressed his incomprehension: "There are still people who dare to cause trouble for the Chen family and steal their magic weapon."
"Who says it's not? I don't think this was done by people from the heaven. Who wouldn't give some face to the Chen family? But his son, well... I won't say it. It will offend people if I say it."
"Tell me about it." The uncle showed a rare desire for knowledge.
"Then I'll tell you, his son..."
Even if you are a god, you are bound to gossip. No one is immune to this matter.
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In just half a day, Europe suffered heavy losses. Except for some remote cities, almost all of them were attacked.
A large number of refugees flocked to the countryside, and the army fought hard, but the results were very limited. Although hundreds of demons were defeated, for tens of thousands of people, the losses were minimal.
More people chose to flee their homes, roads were severely damaged and they had to hide everywhere.
Finally, a medium-sized country in Southern Europe announced its surrender, hung a white flag in a prominent position, and ordered its troops to cease fire.
What they got was a more violent attack from the demons. For a moment, everyone was in danger. Since there was no way to survive, they would fight to the end.
But at this moment, the demons suddenly announced that they would accept sincere surrender, and the first batch of people to surrender would enjoy preferential treatment over those who later surrendered.
The thoughts of death that I finally mustered up suddenly collapsed.
First it was a group of people, then it developed into a social group, and then it directly became a government action. White flags representing surrender were hung everywhere.
Of course, there are people who are unwilling to surrender, but they can no longer control the situation. After all, everyone is afraid of death. You can sacrifice your life, but you have no right to let others die too.
In the small tripod, Qin Feng and Qing Ya looked at the image projected in mid-air.
One of his hands calmly rested on the beautiful inspector's thigh.
Qingya's attention was all on the image and she didn't notice this. There was another very important reason, that is, she had taken enough advantage of this kid and she didn't care about a little more.
"Why did the Europeans surrender so easily?" She couldn't accept it.
"Yes, people here clamor for democracy and human rights all day long. Historically speaking, it is also the birthplace of the Great Revolution, and the idea of being the master of the country has long been ingrained." He said, "exploring" his hands upwards, and continued: "I thought they could hold on for a few months, but within two days, they all surrendered. It was really disappointing."
The beauty noticed the evil hand on her leg, reached out and patted it, and said: "Europeans are no match, let alone Africa. Can those indigenous people be more powerful than the army here? The next step is Asia. Come on, stop making trouble and let’s get down to business. Do you think the Chinese nation must be prepared and surrender?”