Chapter 1197

But the people below have been waiting too long. How can they run away?

For a moment, all the people went up together, flying in the sky, running on the ground, and Warcraft drilling into the soil.

"They didn't fight on both sides!"

Nangong Jin:

"They didn't fight. Will they fight them later?"

"It depends."

Lu Xiaoxiao and Nangong Jin were floating in the air, chatting one after another, looking at the scene of robbing and killing Warcraft below.

They didn't notice that there were two people who looked a little small in the air. All their spirit was focused on Warcraft.

Everyone performs their duties and kills Warcraft first.

With more than 100 heaven level masters and more than 600 prefecture level masters in charge, some people with skeletons on their arms can't do it at all. They only killed ten Warcraft here, and hundreds of them there.

Therefore, there is no way to compare human level and mystery with prefecture level and heaven level.

After entering the ghost, Warcraft wanted to escape frantically, but they were only low-level Warcraft in the Warcraft forest, and could not compete with human earth level and sky level masters.

Soon, more than a thousand Warcraft were quickly killed.

Nangong Jin also took Xiaoxiao to the ground and walked towards the crowded place ahead.

"Sky, what do you mean? All Warcraft must be brought back to Dadu and divided into various tribes by the law enforcement. Now you take all these Warcraft as your own, what about other tribes?"

"Hehe, second law enforcement officer, this is Guihe, not Tianyu. Even Tianyu is a place that eats people and doesn't spit bones, not to mention here. We don't think this management method of Guihe is very good, so we decided to change the distribution method of Guihe from today on."

The man known as the second law enforcement was directly laughed with anger.

"How are you going to change it?"

"It's very simple. Those who can do more work and those who can do more. These Warcraft are hunted and killed by our Tianjia tribe. Naturally, they should belong to our Tianjia tribe."

"Almost all the people of your Tianjia tribe are strong at the prefecture level and above. They don't have to eat much. What do you want so many Warcraft corpses for? There are so many children, women and low-level warriors who need food in the ghosts. If they don't eat, they will starve to death. Since you don't need it, why argue with us?"

However, the man who was called the sky had no sense of shame and said with a smile, "I'll fight with you. What's the matter? If you are as impartial as you said, hand over the power and let my heavenly family manage the ghosts. The weak who can't eat food naturally have food. How?"

"Tianqiong, don't deceive people too much. Don't think you are great if you have Tian level masters."

"Hehe, how can we deceive people too much? You are backed by the captain of the Dragon Guard. How dare I deceive you? If you sue the Dragon elders, our heavenly family will have to eat more than we can eat?"

"Since you know the consequences, let's get the devil out. These Warcraft are completely useless to you."

"Even if it's useless, we're willing to keep it. Even if the meat is rotten, it's also our booty. If you want to take it away, you can exchange it with what we want."

Listening to the quarrel between the two parties in the distance, Lu Xiaoxiao frowned.

"What's the meaning of this day's family? Aren't they deliberately looking for trouble? Do you know who the two law enforcers talking opposite are?"

"He is Qing Cang." Nangong Jin looked at Qing Cang who was a little shriveled and frowned slightly.

"It's old four." Lu Xiaoxiao nodded. No wonder her family Jin was in a bad mood.

Nangong Jin accepted eight disciples that year, including the eldest Lei Sheng, the second Ling Han, the third Wenxuan, the fourth Wenyao, the fifth Qingcang, the sixth Jinghui, the seventh blue and the eighth centrifugal.

Later, Lei Sheng sold his sect completely in order to get close to the high branch of Mu Fengbo, the chief law enforcement officer of the Holy See of light. Later, Nangong Jin removed Lei Sheng from the list, and the boss became Ling Han. Then everyone rose to a position. So Qing Cang is now the fourth.

At the call of Wen Yao, Ling Han left Guihe with Nangong Jin. Jing Hui and Yilan died long ago. Therefore, only Wenxuan, Wen Yao's eldest brother, Qingcang and centrifugal were left to help Nangong Jin.

"Shall we help Qingcang?" Lu Xiaoxiao asked.

"Not busy." Nangong Jin stopped: "although the general strength of ghost people is not too high, there is definitely no lack of experts. Wenxuan and Qingcang are not the highest here, and they can't even talk about high, but they have been able to sit firmly in the position of law enforcement for so many years, which shows that they still have their own strength.

I want to see what kind of strength they have. They can manage ghosts for so many years and make people willing to accept management. "

"It's true that these people in Tianjia should treat Qingcang like this. They really don't want to go out!"

Lu Xiaoxiao thought the heavenly family deserved it. The last time they went to destroy the Yunxiao palace, they wanted to help the heavenly family. Unexpectedly, they didn't cherish it. Finally, they were unlucky and were thrown into the ghost trap.

This time, they are going to take all the people of Guichen to leave. For the sake of Tianyan and Tiancheng brothers, they are also going to take the people of Tianjia to leave. Now they see them dead again.

Why is the family so annoying this day?

In the distance, the two sides are still facing each other.

"Tianqiong, we entered the ghost town more than 6000 years ago and spent several years unifying the ghost town. Since then, we have been managing the ghost town for thousands of years. Do you think you can change the manager if you say to change it?"

"Really? It's a pity that my family hasn't been here for thousands of years, otherwise it should have been managed by my family."

Qing Cang was directly amused: "so, do you want this management right?"

"Good." the sky nodded.

Who knows, just nodding, the millions of martial artists behind Qing Cang roared deafly: "don't manage the heavenly family! We only recognize the general law enforcement!"

"Yes, we only recognize the general law enforcement. What is Tianjia?"

"Why don't you die when you want to be the manager of ghosts and steal our family's food?"

……

Soon, those martial artists below were angry.

Today is a good day to distribute food once a month. Everyone is waiting for the successful hunting. The law enforcement will distribute food uniformly according to the situation of each tribe, so many people gather around the place where Warcraft was sent.