At this moment: The whole country follows me into another world

I have to send it a task when I have time, try it out!

Chapter 126

Fang Ming thought for a while, and finally thought of a good task - to attack Beiyao Company!

The attack on Beiyao Company was just a matter of these two days. Letting the mutated giant python participate in this operation can be regarded as his own revenge. By the way, to test its combat effectiveness, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone.

Fang Ming thought of this, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Seeing Fang Ming's smile, the mutated python hissed happily, as if acting coquettishly.

However, the next second, hearing Fang Ming's words, it stood on the spot as if struck by lightning, its body stiffened.

"Are you recovering well? When you attack Beiyao Company, you will take the lead."

"His-"

Attack the North Demon Company?Still in the lead?

I am just an innocent and poor pet snake!

How can you treat yourself like this...

When the mutant python heard the news, he lowered his head and hissed aggrievedly.

The whole snake seemed to be seriously ill all of a sudden, it was extremely weak, and it didn't move at all.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ming frowned, and said leisurely, "You don't have to go if you don't want to. Starting today, the food will be halved. If you want to eat, you can find it yourself. My Great Chu Empire does not keep idle snakes."

After the words fell, the mutated giant python suddenly raised its head, and looked at Fang Ming with a pair of blood-red eyes, showing firmness, as if to say: Isn't it just to attack a small Beiyao company, I can do it!

In an instant, he was alive again.

"..."

This dog thing is quite good at pretending.

If it wasn't an A-level monster, it would really have answered that sentence, what to do, No. 1 food.

Fang Ming glanced at it, and said calmly: "Don't think about running away, let alone being lazy. The northern region is full of drones of the empire. If you catch fish, you won't even think about eating in the future."

"Hiss—" The mutated giant python was slumped again.

Fang Ming didn't bother to deal with it anymore, turned around and walked towards the residential area.

It was just after noon, when the sun was at its hottest.

Most of the soldiers are resting, except for the guards on duty, only a small number of warriors are meditating.

This world is shrouded in red smog. Even when the sun is at its most venomous, there is very little Zhengyang Qi that can be absorbed, which is far inferior to that of the main world.

Therefore, each of them is very attentive and dare not have the slightest burnout.

Fang Ming didn't bother them, and walked around the residential area to a separate building.

Seeing Fang Ming, the two guards hurriedly saluted: "See Your Majesty!"

Fang Ming waved his hand to signal excuses, and then asked: "It's time to let the wind go, where are the people inside?"

To be precise, it's not a human being, but the Demon Lord.

According to the agreement, the Lord Demon King has a little time to come out every day to let the air out.

The time is drawn randomly and is not fixed.

Fang Ming looked at it when he came, and now is just the time to let the wind go.

"Your Majesty, she doesn't want to come out these few days to let the wind go." A guard replied.

"Not willing?" Fang Ming was a little surprised.

She put forward the request for letting go. Now that she is given a chance, she doesn't want it. What's the reason?

"Why?" Fang Ming asked.

Hearing this question, the two guards looked at each other with strange expressions.

One of them replied: "I don't know about the humble job, it should be... to follow the drama."

His tone was very uncertain.

He only knew that several times when it was time to release the air, he shouted through the monitor, and the response he got was: "Go away! Don't disturb this demon king's pursuit of the drama!"

At the beginning, there was an explanation, but later it was just one word: "Get lost!"

Through the surveillance footage, it was indeed possible to see this petite and lovely Lord Demon King, lying on the sofa, eating potato chips, and concentrating on watching the shoddy romance drama produced more than ten years ago.

Therefore, they can't say anything.

After all, although the Lord Demon King is imprisoned, he is still different from a real prisoner. The release is not a real release, but a time for her to move freely.

Since she doesn't want to, they can't force her.

"..." Fang Ming was slightly taken aback when he heard the news, and asked in confusion, "Chasing drama?"

What drama are you chasing?

Could it be that this Lord Demon King wants to study the customs and social customs of the Great Chu Empire through TV dramas, and then plot evil?

Seeing that Fang Ming was puzzled, the guard didn't know how to explain it, so he took out a special IPAD and handed it to him: "Your Majesty, this is the surveillance camera in the room, please take a look."

Fang Ming reached out to take the IPAD and looked at the monitoring screen.

Sure enough, a petite and exquisite body was lying on the sofa without any image, wearing a white sweater on the upper body and casual shorts on the lower body.

Holding tomato-flavored potato chips in one hand, and another bag of potato chips in the other hand, pouring them into his mouth after a while, chewing vigorously with his little cheeks, just like a hamster stealing food.

A pair of big bright eyes stared at the TV screen in front of him, as if he was afraid of missing a certain plot, his eyes were exactly the same as Fang Ming who was hiding under the blanket and chasing after him.

When Fang Ming looked at her, she must have seen some key plot, with tears in her eyes, her little hand holding the potato chips was tightly clenched, her body tensed up, and she remained motionless.

Seeing this scene, Fang Ming shouted viciously to the monitor: "Let's let the wind out!"

Lord Demon King trembled violently, two bags of potato chips were crushed and fried, and the potato chips were scattered all over the floor.

She clenched her silver teeth, furious, staring at the monitor, and a crisp voice resounded throughout the room: "Get out!"

"Huh?" Fang Ming frowned, "What did you say?"