"Look, I said don't be 'excited', and then I said you're 'excited'. Listen to me patiently. There will always be a cause and effect in the matter!" said the black-skinned servant beast.

"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 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. At least half of the Bai tribe are idle, but the total number is not large, so the master didn't say anything!" The black-skinned servant beast continued.

"Master is opening the net and turning a blind eye, but the 'Mong'k tribe in the Talisman Realm is different. There are more than 8 million people, so there are too many idle people...!" said the black-skinned servant beast again.

"Damn, what is Fu Tian doing? Want the 'Mong'k tribe members to join the labor?" Jiang Fan immediately understood. He jumped high and interrupted the black-skinned servant beast, shouting angrily, feeling depressed in his heart. The 'Mong'k tribe was 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 Tu gods are under control. The Talisman Realm has begun to deal with the Tu tribes hiding in the mountains. It has issued an ultimatum. It must take the initiative to report on two days, otherwise there will be no mercy to kill!" said the Black Skin servant beast.

"The 'Mong'k tribe you controlled has run away and hid in the deep mountains. The head of the Talisman God Realm, Lu Piaoyu, has reported this to the master, thinking that this matter must be your command. You didn't do this matter well, and the master is very angry!" 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.

"My master wants me to pass on a message to you. You should quickly order the 'Mong'k tribe to come out of the mountains and go to the Talisman Realm to report. There are a large number of people, and the time can be limited to three days. Once three days pass, those who come to report will be given up, and those who don't come 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 "Monk" tribes, you will not escape death, and you will also include all your subordinates!" said the black-skinned servant beast again.

"When someone takes over the work you do for your master, I will tell you that the Talisman God Realm has selected three Talisman God Emperors to report to the Master. The Master will let them reach the Talisman God Master 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 big is not good, 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 scattered to various districts to control and cannot be summoned.

Moreover, the "Mongke" tribe also has a large number of elderly, weak, sick, disabled, and disabled, 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 "Monk" tribes are not safe, and the insect monsters are still continuing to attack. There will definitely be places where they will be captured by the insect monsters. The "Monk" tribes will be massacred by the insect monsters. If they are incorporated into the army to fight against the insect monsters, they will be dead for a lifetime.

It is not known 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 can survive. I am the patriarch of the "Monk" tribe, so this must not happen.

As for other talisman gods and talisman gods, I can't control so many. I have done my best to be kind and righteous. The "Meng" tribe must be kept. There are also Bai tribes and brother Yang Shuang's loyal subordinates, all of which are related to me.

If he doesn't agree, he will break up with Fu Tian. Fu Tian will do something to himself. It seems that he can't be delayed yet. What should he do? Jiang Fan's mind quickly calculated, and his face was "silly" and "silly" and sunny.

"Brother, to be honest, we have been having some time in the process of "working". We get along very well. I am very optimistic about you. You should follow the master's advantage and keep yourself. Everything else is a cloud!" Seeing that Jiang Fan did not say anything, the black-skinned servant beast persuaded him.

"As long as you survive this crisis, the master will solve the space beast and destroy the talisman land, the talisman god realm and the talisman demon realm will be calm. At that time, the master will definitely not forget you. You will definitely reward you according to your merits. At that time, it will be better to have wind, rain, rain!" said the black-skinned servant beast again.

"Look, the master actually looked at you differently and did not force you to 'shou' the 'hun' chaotic beast. Although your two-headed damsel was caught by the space beast, you are still guilty. The master did not blame you. You instructed the 'Mong' tribe to escape...!" The black-skinned servant beast continued.

"Brother Black Skin, 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, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand to the black Skin servant beast, and said.

"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 black-skinned servant beast was stunned and then said happily.

"Let me do this, tell me, give the 'Mong's 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 "Mong" tribe 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 moved away. Jiang Fan stood there with a frown and thoughtful. At this time, the flying silver dragon beside him couldn't help but ask weakly: "Master, do you really want to hand over the 'Mong'k 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 'shoulder' the 'Mong' tribe, but the master can't beat Fu Tian. It's too dangerous to not 'hand over' and go out. There are still four days left. Maybe when you think of a solution, you will turn your back if you really can't. In short, you can't 'hand over', and if you can't beat it, you will run away!" Flying Silver Dragon thought for a while and said.

"Haha, it's well said! It's impossible to 'send' the Mengke clan. Humph, the grandson who pretended to be these days is over, and it's time to break up with Fu Tian!" Jiang Fan praised, breathed a long sigh, and was silent for a firm look in his eyes, and said.

"That's great, I support my master! But what should I do if those "Monk" tribes? Four days later, Fu Tian will order a killing person!" The flying silver dragon cheered immediately, and had already been holding his breath. Suddenly remembering something, and hurriedly reminded him.

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