Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 989 Crispy rice!Crispy!
"The Japanese are a very disunited race."

Nangong Zhaixing looked at the pair of quarreling Japanese people behind him, and said, "The Japanese swamp is about half the size of a dynasty country, but there are hundreds of tribes in it, and each tribe has tens of millions of people. These tribes , fighting each other day in and day out.”

As we talked, we walked forward for about a mile.

Suddenly a Japanese army of about seven or eight hundred appeared in front of them. Different from the wandering Japanese behind them, they were all organized and disciplined regular soldiers, wearing cloth armor and holding spears, staring at Jiang Louyue covetously. Wait for three people.

At the forefront of the legion is their leader, who still wears a stone hat on his head and holds a big ax in his hand.

"Seba!"

The little leader shouted and raised his axe, "Kill!"

Just when Jiang Louyue thought that the small Japanese army was going to jump out to attack him, the bow soul was taken out from the dantian, and he drew the bow and shot the arrow, ready to fight back.But who knows, this small army actually went through the three of them, and went directly to beat the wandering Japanese who had been following them and had gathered more than 100 people!

Jiang Louyue was helpless: "What is this for?"

Looking at the raging battle behind him, Di Jiuchen smiled: "It seems to be fighting in a nest."

The corners of Jiang Louyue's eyes twitched: "Shouldn't they attack us first?"

Di Jiuchen shrugged his shoulders and said, "They seem to hate their own clansmen more than they hate foreigners."

Nangong Zhaixing sneered and said: "This place is probably already the territory of a small tribe. We walked in, and the wandering Japanese who had been following us also came in. The aborigines of this tribe were not happy, so they went up to kill the wandering Japanese. It was cut."

Jiang Louyue was ashamed.

Not to mention, these Japanese people who look a little stupid are really brutal when they do it with real knives and guns.In just a short while, more than half of the hundreds of wandering Japanese who followed were hacked to death by the regular army of the small tribe, and the rest were captured.

After the internal strife has been dealt with, the next step is foreign aggression.

The leader of the little tribe walked up to Jiang Louyue and the others with a proud expression, straightened his chest, pointed to the storage bag at the waist of Zhizhi Gongjiexing, and said in a commanding tone: "Xiba ! Hand it in, otherwise, chug!"

Jiang Louyue was confused when she heard that, she turned her head to look at Nangong Zhaixing, and asked, "What did he say? Wow."

Nangong Zaixing knew a little bit of Japanese language.

He knew a little bit of the languages ​​of many special races from the Little Immortal Realm to the Little Demon Realm.

"He said, let us hand in the good things. Otherwise, we will be arrested as prisoners. In fact, the language of the Wa people is very simple, just a few words. Xiba is a modal particle, and chu means a prisoner. Oh, There is also a rice crust, which means it hurts, doesn't want, hates, and doesn't like it very much."

Jiang Louyue nodded, and said, "No wonder that when the small regular army killed the wandering Japanese, those wandering Japanese screamed "crispy rice", I thought they were hungry."

Emperor Jiuchen→_→

Speaking of junior sister, who would be knifed and still yell that he wants to eat crispy rice, you have a lot of brains.

"Well, since you know a little bit of Japanese, you can represent us to negotiate with him. Fighting is too troublesome. If they really want something, just give them something."

"Okay, Xiao Jiu."

After Nangong Zhaixing took the order, he walked forward, gestured to the little Japanese leader, and then took out a dozen magic weapons used by the second and third layers of half-immortals and dozens of spirit stones from the storage bag, Passed it over, and said in a friendly way: "Your, Xiba! Chutu, don't."

It means that these things are for road money, so don't take us as prisoners.

The little Japanese leader's eyes lit up, and he immediately stood on tiptoe, raised his arms, and was as eager as a robber, grabbed the things in Nangong Zhaixing's hand, and giggled twice.

This group of Japanese troops are all at the second or third level of half-immortals, and these magic weapons and spirit stones are just right for them.

The army of seven to eight hundred people also happily followed Xi Baba.

Do you think this is over?

not at all!
The Japanese are a very greedy race by nature, but their small eyes shot out a more greedy light, staring straight at Nangong Zhaixing's storage bag, sharpening their knives one by one, ready to pounce on it and grab it all.

"Siba! Kill! Siba! Rob!"

With a loud cry from the leader, seven or eight hundred Japanese rushed forward, besieging Di Jiuchen, Jiang Louyue, and Nangong Zhaixing inside.

"It's really unreasonable!"

Di Jiuchen sneered, drew out the Nine-Turn Shura Sword, and slashed on the spot, chopping off five Japanese men who rushed up and grabbed his trouser legs.

"I shouldn't have negotiated with them in a friendly manner in the first place!"

Jiang Louyue stuck a red demon thunder talisman in her hand, and shot out a demon thunder, sweeping away several Japanese who threw spears at her.

"Damn! A group of greedy guys!"

Nangong Zhaixing was also angry, took out the fairy rope, and slammed it down on the three Japanese people nearby.

Another melee.

The three pick seven hundred, and there is no pressure to die.

Jianglouyue is half-immortal five, Emperor Jiuchen is half-immortal six, Nangong Zhaixing is half-immortal eight, will they be afraid of a small army of half-immortals two or three?
In the world of cultivating immortals, the more people there are, the stronger the power is.

After a fierce fight, half of the seven or eight hundred Japanese died, and the rest were tied up with immortal ropes.

"Okay, now you are Chutu."

Jiang Louyue pulled the rope, and looked at the long string of Japanese people who were tied up to explain, with a smug smile on the corners of her lips.

As for the greedy little leader, he was beaten the worst, limping, with half of his face crooked, like a pig-headed Asan.He was about to burst into tears, and looked at Jiang Louyue with a pitiful face.

"Junior sister, do you want to take them?" Di Jiuchen was puzzled.

"Of course." Jiang Louyue explained, "Let's go deep into the Japanese swamp, and we will encounter hundreds of tribes, fighting again and again, how tiring. Pulling these captives behind, the Japanese tribe army saw If you are afraid, you will not dare to attack us rashly."

Di Jiuchen's eyes lit up: "Senior sister is still smart."

A few fists flew out of Jiang Louyue's waist, and slashed at the little leader's body.

"Ahhhh!"

"Siba! Siba!"

The little Japanese leader was bleeding. Although the wound was not deep, he was still screaming in pain.

Jiang Louyue nodded in satisfaction and said, "Yes, you performed very well."

Ever since, a group of three people led a large group of captives on the road and continued to walk deep into the Japanese swamp. The Japanese from other tribes did not dare to come up when they heard the miserable cry of the little leader.

All the way was safe and sound, passing through ten or twenty small tribes.

(End of this chapter)