"Look, don't be excited after I said it. Just say it, you are excited. Listen to me patiently. There will always be a cause and consequence of things!" said the black-skinned servant beast embarrassedly.
"Okay, tell me!" Jiang Fan felt more and more that things must be not simple, and seemed to be trying to attract the attention of the Bai tribe, so he calmed down and urged him.
"Collection of energy stones, especially finding clues to beads, but it seems that there are only tens of thousands of people who can really use it, at most only one hundred thousand people. At least half of the Bai people are idle, but the total number is not large.
The master said nothing!” The black-skinned servant beast continued.
"Master is opening the net and turning a blind eye, but the Monk people in the Talisman Realm are different. There are more than 8 million people, so there are too many idle people...!" Hei Sie
The servant beast said again.
"Damn, what is Fu Tian doing? Want the Monks to join the labor?" Jiang Fan immediately understood. He jumped high and interrupted the black-skinned servant beast, shouted angrily, feeling depressed in his heart, the Monks were finally targeted.
No wonder the black-skinned servant beast asked to meet and talk about the matter.
"Brother, why are you shouting? Can't you speak well? This is the master's order! Your attitude is me, and if it were anyone else, I would definitely not be as good as me!" The black-skinned servant beast was unhappy and warned.
"Uh, I'm losing my composure, you can continue talking!" Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he thought about it, and he shouted to the black-skinned servant beast. It was useless to scream, suppressing his anger, and lowered his posture.
"That's right. Be calm. Didn't I say that you should take the overall situation into consideration and take care of yourself!" The black-skinned servant beast said with greater satisfaction.
"Now, except for some minority of Tu tribes in the Talisman Realm, all Tushiji gods are under control. The Talisman Realm has begun to deal with Tushiji tribes hiding in the mountains, and has issued an ultimatum, and two days of things must be reported on their own initiative.
Otherwise, there will be no mercy to kill!" said the black-skinned servant beast.
"The Monk tribe you controlled has run away and hid in the deep mountains. The head of the Talisman God Realm, Lu Piaoyu, has reported this matter to the master, thinking that this matter must be your command.
The master is very angry if you didn't do it well!" The black-skinned servant beast complained.
"What do Fu Tian want?" Jiang Fan's expression became solemn, and he couldn't help asking. It was meaningless to not defend himself.
"The master wants me to pass on a message to you. You should order the Monks to come out of the mountains and go to the Fu Shen Realm to report. There are a large number of people, and the time can be limited to three days. After three days, those who come to report will give up, but they will not come.
All the people will be executed!" The black-skinned servant beast immediately became cold and said.
"When you come, your sins will be exempted. If you come, you will be punished. If you don't come, you will betray your master. Not only will the master execute all the Monks, you will also be unable to escape death, including all yours.
Underworld!" said the black-skinned servant beast again.
"When you do what you do for your master, someone will take over. Let me tell you that the Fu Shen Realm has selected three Fu Shen Emperors to report to the master. The master will allow them to reach the Fu Shen Master's realm in a very short time!"
The black-skinned servant beast emphasized.
Damn, it's a big trouble! Jiang Fan suddenly sank in his heart, realizing that something is wrong, what should he do? If all of them come out, it seems to solve the crisis, but the consequences are also very serious. Eight million people will inevitably be dispersed.
If each area is controlled, it will not be able to gather.
Moreover, the Monk people also have a large number of elderly, weak, sick, disabled, women, children and children. These people will definitely be sent to the slaughterhouse to die, and this number is estimated to be two or three million.
The other Munch people are not safe, and the bug monsters are still continuing to attack. There will definitely be places where they will be captured by bug monsters. The Munch people will be massacred by bug monsters. If they are incorporated into a large army to fight the bug monsters, they will be dead for a lifetime.
It is unknown when the crisis in the entire Talisman Demon Realm and Talisman God Realm will end. I am afraid that in the end, very few of the Monk tribe will survive. I am the patriarch of the Monk tribe, so this must not happen.
As for other talisman gods and talisman gods, I have done my best to do so. The Monk tribe must keep it. The Bai tribe and Brother Yang Shuang's loyal subordinates are all related to me.
If he doesn't agree, he will break up with Fu Tian, and Fu Tian will do it on himself. It seems that he can't be delayed yet. What should I do? Jiang Fan's mind quickly calculated and his face was unstable.
"Brother, to be honest, we have been dealing with each other for some time and we get along very well. I am very optimistic about you. You have to follow the master's advantage and keep yourself. Everything else is a cloud!" Seeing that Jiang Fan didn't say anything, he was black-skinned.
The servant beast persuaded.
"As long as you survive this crisis, the master will solve the space beast and destroy the talisman land, the talisman god world and the talisman demon world will be calm. At that time, the master will definitely not forget you. He will definitely reward you according to his merits.
How good is it to be windy, rainy, rainy!" said the black-skinned servant beast again.
"Look, the master actually looked at you differently. He did not force you to hand over the Chaos Divine Beast. Although your two-headed Divine Beast was caught by the Space Beast, you are still guilty. The master did not blame you, you instructed the Monk clan.
Escape…!” The black-skinned servant beast continued.
"Brother Hei Pi, stop talking. I understand. It's just that three days are not enough. Don't forget that there are more than 8 million people. It's definitely too late to report from the mountains!" Jiang Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he gritted his teeth.
He waved his hand and planned to say the black-skinned servant beast.
"Oh, brother, this is agreed! That's great, well, more than eight million people, three days seem to be insufficient. I will talk to you about this. It shouldn't be a big problem to strive for another day of grace!"
The beast was stunned and then said happily.
"Let me do this, tell me, give the Monk tribe five days, and more than 8 million people will arrive!" Jiang Fan asked.
"Uh, five days, this is hard to say. Anyway, four days should not be a big problem!" The black-skinned servant beast hesitated and said.
"I know, I'll ask Brother Hei Pi to help me as much as possible!" Jiang Fan nodded.
"Okay, it's time for me to leave, brother, hurry up and order the Monks to start coming out of the mountain, don't forget to find 500,000 undead!" The black-skinned servant beast solemnly reminded.
"Don't worry, I'm responsible!" Jiang Fan responded, and the black-skinned servant beast immediately disappeared and Jiang Fan stood there with a flash of brows and frowned and thoughtful. At this time, the flying silver dragon beside him couldn't help asking weakly.
He said: "Master, do you really want to hand over the Monk people?"
"What do you think?" Jiang Fan glanced at the flying silver dragon and asked back.
"This, this little one is not good!" said the flying silver dragon embarrassedly.
"Then what do you think about this? Say whatever you think, and say boldly, you know I have always been very open-minded!" Jiang Fan thought for a while.
"It's basically over to hand over the Monk clan, but the master can't beat Fu Tian. It's too dangerous to not hand over it. There are still four days left. Maybe when I think of a solution, I will turn against you if it doesn't work. In short, I can't hand over it.
If you can't beat it, run away!" Flying Silver Dragon thought for a while.
"Haha, that's right! It's impossible to hand over the Monk clan. Humph, the grandson who has pretended to be these days is over. It's time to break up with Fu Tian!" Jiang Fan praised and sighed a long sigh.
After being silent, he said with a firm look in his eyes.
"That's great, I support my master! But what should I do with those Monks? Fu Tian will order a killing in four days!" The flying silver dragon cheered immediately, and had already been holding its breath. Suddenly remembering something, and hurriedly reminded him.