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    Returning from the 900th floor, Chapter 429 of the main text volume is extroverted and introverted, cheerful and graceful. This level is currently the only source of divine power for Wang Wen.

    ? Although the divine power contributed by the customer order is not as good as that of the Tiangangmen, it is better than the large number of people to supplement the quality.

    But recently the divine power from here has become scarce.

    Wang Wen was still wondering if these people were full and forgot their mothers, lived a stable life and didn't believe in devils.

    Only when he came to the field did he understand what was going on.

    It turned out that he was beaten by someone!

    This kind of fighting is also different from the previous border wars between neighboring countries.

    He was directly beaten into the hinterland and even robbed the palace.

    This is being taken over by someone!

    Wang Wen shook her head secretly.

    ? After a catastrophe, a catastrophe follows, and after a catastrophe, there is a war again.

    Natural disasters and man-made disasters continue one after another, and the farts on this land are really miserable.

    He walked into the palace first, and walked towards the "General Yang" who had the loudest voice.

    The soldiers who were squeezed away all the way around were shocked and suspicious, and some even drew their knives.

    But before these people took any concrete actions, Wang Wen had already walked to the core of the circle, looked directly at General Yang and asked, "Where are the little emperor and Commander Yun?"

    "Who are you?" General Yang asked loudly, glanced at the crowded soldiers in front of him, and quietly put his fingers on the handle of the weapon.

    "I thought it was in your hands." Wang Wen sighed regretfully: "It still takes energy."

    He waved his scepter.

    Tathagata floated out in a trance, and while diligently fulfilling the oath, he looked around and wondered: "Is this the Heaven Beyond Heaven? Why is it not much different from where the old monk is?"

    "Don't worry, it's not enough, just wait for my notice." Wang Wen comforted Tathagata casually, feeling that the energy consumption was greatly reduced, and she felt relieved and happy.

    A white light flashed beside him.

    The young emperor and the middle-aged martial saint appeared inexplicably.

    Seeing Wang Min's face was happy.

    After seeing the surrounding environment clearly, he was frightened out of his wits again, and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "Help, my master!"

    The people around were also frightened by the sudden appearance of the two, and the sound of clanging and drawing knives was endless.

    The general surnamed Wang in the center looked at Wang Wen with a frown and said, "But the legendary fairy is face to face?"

    Wang Wen ignored him, and asked the young emperor with an unhappy face: "What happened? Why did so many people die again?"

    The young emperor wanted to cry but had no tears: "The powerful country in the west took advantage of the emptiness of my army to subdue the four fields. Our army was too scattered and we were defeated one by one. We were defeated."

    "Are you kidding me?" Wang Wen didn't believe a word: "I left so many machine guns when I left, guns! In the era of cold weapons like yours, no matter how powerful a country is, it is impossible to defeat machine guns!"

    "This" The young emperor said hesitantly: "It's inconvenient for Xiao Wang to say more about Xue Chong. It's better for an expert to ask him in person."

    Wang Wen was too lazy to talk.

    With a wave of the scepter, Xue Zhong was also passed over.

    White light flashed, and Xue Chong, who was full of honesty, was dressed straight and held a light machine gun in his arms. Judging from that posture, the gun should not leave his body.

    Seeing Wang Min's appearance when he regained his sight, Xue Zhong rubbed his eyes, and then his face showed joy and he wanted to laugh excitedly.

    As a result, Wang Wen asked, "What did you do? Didn't you tell you to be optimistic about believers?"

    Xue Zhong said doubtfully: "The general obeyed the master's instructions. Since the beginning of the war, he has gathered all the believers to defend the holy city. He has not lost a single life so far. Why did the master say that?"

    Hear this.

    Wang Wen was taken aback for a moment.

    Only then did he realize that he seemed to confuse progress with believers.

    Not all people with progress are his followers.

    And he can only tell who is the progress through the numbers on the head of the aborigines, but he can't clearly tell who is the believer.

    This is a bit embarrassing.

    But what was even more embarrassing was the large group of "powerful" generals who were completely ignored.

    I saw that General Yang, who had said that he would cut off the head of the fairy, couldn't bear it anymore, raised his weapon and slashed at Wang Wen's head.

    Wang Wendong didn't move, just looked up at him.

    General Yang's body seemed to be hit head-on by a battering ram, and he flew out of the air suddenly, vomiting a big mouthful of blood while still in mid-air.

    All the soldiers in the hall moved, and Wang Wen was surrounded by bustling crowds, shouting and killing, but no one dared to go up.

    General Wang, who retreated into the crowd, did not give orders immediately,But frowning quietly observed Wang Min and the others.

    No one stepped forward to disturb, and Wang Wen was also happy to be at leisure, and asked Xue Chong curiously: "How do you tell who is a believer?"

    Xue Zhong also replied curiously: "Whoever worships you is the one."

    Hearing such a hasty method, Wang Wen almost fainted.

    No wonder the number of divine power transmissions has decreased so much!

    The so-called sincerity leads to spirit, he estimated that many people are not pretending on the surface, but praying sincerely to "Master Devil".

    After all, there are people who are extroverted, introverted, cheerful and graceful. Xue Zhong's brutal one-size-fits-all must have left out many innocent believers.

    What Wang Wen wants is divine power.

    Regardless of superficial piety or deep piety.

    As long as he can provide him with divine power, he is a good believer.

    It's a pity that Xue Zhong can't be blamed for this matter. He is indeed guarding the believers conscientiously.

    Even Wang Wen himself can't tell who is a believer, and it is even more difficult for others.

    Being able to come up with this kind of method is considered hard work.

    It is only to blame that Wang Wen was lazy and wanted to save effort, and left the machine gun as a protective force, but was afraid that the young emperor was not greedy enough to borrow Xue Zhong's "machine gun team" to attack the world everywhere and affect the safety of domestic believers.

    Now it seems.

    Blocking is worse than sparse.

    ? If you really want this land to be peaceful and peaceful for a long time, you have to spend energy to dredge the entire channel yourself!

    Thinking of this, Wang Wen patted Xue Chong on the shoulder and said sincerely: "I misunderstood just now, you did a good job."

    As he spoke, he took out a bottle and one and handed them over as a reward.

    Xue Zhong immediately backed away in panic, bent down and declined, saying: "The last will be"

    "I'll keep the nonsense for you." Without saying a word, Wang Wen threw the water and the small jelly beans from the lower tower into the other party's arms, scaring Xue Chong into a panic and barely catching them.

    Worried that he would not be willing to eat and drink, he specifically asked: "You continue to help me look after the believers, I will give you a portion every time I come, these things can't make you immortal, but it's okay to strengthen your body and recover from injuries to prolong your life.  "

    Xue Zhong was holding the props and trembling all over his face, with an interesting look of being ready to die for Wang Wen at any time.

    The young emperor next to him swallowed his saliva, and looked greedily at the water and jelly beans in his arms.

    Wang Wen couldn't stand it anymore, so she took out the same two copies and stuffed them into the hands of the young emperor and the middle-aged martial sage respectively, and said earnestly: "You all live well, and looking after this world is the best reward for me."  !"

    After finishing speaking, stop talking to them.

    Turning his head to look at the generals who have been shouting and shouting but dare not step forward.

    Shaking the scepter, he said calmly to them: "Is anyone surrendering? If not, I will kill them all?"

    The voice just fell.

    Wang Wen saw progress numbers popping up on the heads of some of the soldiers and generals.

    Progress does not lie.

    Whoever has progress in his head means that the other party really wants to surrender, and the degree of sincerity has even been recognized by the World Tower.

    It's just that these people are devout enough in their hearts, but on the surface they dare not show half of it due to the situation.

    Sure enough.

    People are always divided into extrovert and introvert, cheerful and graceful.
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