His Majesty the Demon King of Justice

Tong Xinwu, male, 42 years old, well, even though he is this age, he still belongs to the "young and strong faction" among the political cadres in Huaxia Kingdom, and his rising momentum is flourishing. , people have already moved up, and will not remain at the regiment level.

Of course, Tong Xinwu is more willing to accept the job of developing another world than to go up... Where can I find the unprecedented opportunity to expand the territory in another world?

After several months of work in the foreign world, the progress of the development team is gratifying. The number of little devils taken in has reached [-], and the number of local aborigines taken in at the front line has exceeded [-]. With the labor provided by the little devils and the support from the rear, Thousands of kilometers of subgrade roads and railroads have been laid out, and the labor force of the aborigines will be tapped. The laying of ground transportation routes in the occupied areas within this year will not be just a plan on paper. Under the request of the residents to establish a stable, sincere, cooperative and friendly relationship, the kingdom magician who claims to be from the former Shire Kingdom must take it seriously. If you are a guest in the valley base, before you come up with a word, put a table of wine and food to entertain...

Master Sean is very personable and self-cultivated, and he is still very reserved in the face of the hospitality of the Chinese people. Alf, the former warrior of the Western Continent, can't afford this "forceful" style, so he throws himself on the table and throws his hands away. Chewing his cheeks crazily, letting the waiter who wanted to pass the tableware to the girl stay there directly, stepping forward to persuade him, or throwing the chopsticks, knives and forks aside.

Master Sean restrained the urge to cover his face, forced himself not to look at Alf, who had lost all his face in eight lifetimes, nodded to Tong Political Commissar who personally received the distinguished guests with a stiff smile, and cursed in his heart: "Neima's diplomacy at the dinner table is not good either. The truth of throwing Wang Zha at the beginning, how can there be Sichuan, Guangdong, Fujian and Shandong cuisines directly embarrassing?!"

Commissar Tong smiled and admired Alf's eating appearance that was extremely similar to a "hair" bear, and then looked at the reserved Master Sean, muttering in his heart: "Our Chinese cuisine can't hold this product? This is unscientific ah , the prisoners from the Angel company are honest after eating a few meals in the cafeteria..."

Wang Lin: "Hehe."

In view of the longer the communication, the greater the possibility of being exposed, Wang Lin felt that it was better to finish the part of the role as soon as possible, especially with Bai Wu on the left and a boy political commissar on the right, Wang Lin was really afraid of where he would practice. He sold himself if he wasn't in place, and simply took up the conversation before the other party released some topics that he couldn't parry, and said with a serious face: "Friends from afar, I can feel the blessings of the Blessed One from you." Breath, I wonder if I have the honor to meet your gods?" After speaking, he looked at Bai Wu with piercing eyes.

As soon as the volunteer soldier translated the words, Commissar Tong's smile became a little blunt, Bai Wu's face was expressionless, and his heart ached...What the hell is God's Blesser, what does this old man mean by staring at me like this?

The problem is——it’s not easy for them to meet Mr. Jinghu Nan, okay~ Why did they ask you to meet him!

When Wang Lin saw that he couldn't do it, he had to give some hints, so Master Xien continued to look solemnly and straightly said to Bai Wu: "This is... Your Excellency the God Envoy, you should be the God who is in charge of the divine weapon. Let it go, I can feel the power of a god-favored person in you."

As soon as these words were translated, it was incredible that everyone present looked at Bai Wu with such ambiguity in their eyes, which made Bai Wu instantly have the urge to take out his party member card to prove his innocence... Fortunately, after the pain of the egg Yu Baiwu finally remembered the white jade ring that Lord Jingnan gave him that day. The white jade ring that seemed to have mysterious power was sent to various research institutes for research by various means, and a certain analysis room even tried to scratch it to pieces. In the end, I went to do material research, but it was a pity that I didn’t succeed—the ring was made of unknown material, and the blade with the highest hardness couldn’t scratch the skin. Finally, the ring was sent back to Bai Wu after a roundabout.

Bai Wu asked someone to go to his office to bring the safe, opened the combination lock in public, and took out the white jade ring for this "friend" from another world to take a look at... It's not enough for him to see Lord Jingnan, at least show him Looking at the so-called "artifact" can also be regarded as showing the sincerity of the Chinese people.

Wang Lin was waiting for this moment. Without some media, he really couldn't let Master Sean show his talents, right?So Master Sean stood up excitedly the moment he saw the white jade ring, and looked excitedly at the smooth jade lying on the red flannelette, um, because countless people were staring at him in the hall where the honored guests were received. He didn't lose his composure to "touch" the precious item, but he couldn't stop rubbing his fists: "What a pure artifact, what a surging will of God, as if the eyes of a god are looking at this place through time and space..."

The translators faithfully translated Master Sean's muttering soliloquy, which made Bai Wu and Commissar Tong a little dumbfounded. This ring was even tossed with a particle collider when doing research in the laboratory. However, if there is really some god's will on it, nothing will happen...

Just when the Huaxia people looked at the mad Master Xi En with loving eyes, they saw... this old mage who seemed to be worshiping a god suddenly left his seat and took a few steps back, with a pious expression on his face. He bowed to the white jade ring on the dining table, and then chanted a series of things similar to scriptures in his mouth...

The translator's mouth opened slightly, and after a moment of stupefaction, he looked at Political Commissar Tong and Bai Wu for help: "This, Chief, I don't understand either, I don't know how to translate."

Isn’t this nonsense, Wang Lin doesn’t even know which plane’s Martian language is coming out of his mouth now... On the surface, pretending to read a spell and pretending to be a phantom, Wang Lin secretly took out the white jade ring The supporting hell flower scepter is activated wretchedly——

Alf, who was eating frantically, stopped and turned his head to look at the side of the dining table in surprise. The servants in the reception hall, pla, and several policemen from the Safety Management Bureau opened their mouths wide open. Bai Wu and Commissar Tong, who were closest to the white jade ring, were He froze for a moment... but saw that white jade ring that was quietly in the delicate box suddenly floated into mid-air by itself, and radiated brilliance all over his body. The radiance was not monotonous white but colorful rays of light.

The seven-colored glow from the small ring filled the entire banquet hall, and there was a faint sound of music in the glow. The melody of this music was very strange and familiar, and it seemed to have an intoxicating magic power. All the Chinese people in this room are so determined that they can't help but feel a sense of slack—well, this is actually the soothing tune that the Greedy Hell Flower emits when it traps its prey, the rhythm that everyone's auditory organs feel It was the first lullaby he heard as a child or some kind of tune that made him feel calm.

Because of the endless emergence of Chinese fantasy works, Wang Lin didn't dare to create too complicated and dazzling scenes, lest someone later find out that something was wrong. Isn't this a plot that appeared in a certain fairy tale novel, so he just Simply came up with the two tricks of Xiaguang and psychological suggestion rhythm, and in order to let everyone ignore the bad routine of the fairy house magic weapon in the old-fashioned fairy tales like Qicaixiaguang, followed by the more swaying Shocking scene——the glow from the white jade ring shrank back like a living thing, condensed into an image, and projected a bust of Mr. Jingnan over the crowd!

In the impression of Chinese people, Mr. Jingnan, with a serious and generous Songci face, is no less familiar than Grandpa Mao. When the bust of Mr. Jingnan appeared, it was only seen in videos, TV news and The jaws of the police officers, pla, and police officers from the Safety Management Bureau who had seen him in the newspaper all dropped their jaws, and their eyes could not be fixed on the majestic and dignified Mr. Jing Nan and Bai Wu who held the white jade ring... that's okay. Director Bai!

Bai Wu: "..." Suddenly there was an illusion that jumping to the Yellow River would not clear it up...

Master Sean showed a more excited look than before, and when everyone was still in shock, they shouted: "I pay the highest respect to you, God of the Other World."

The interpreting soldier understood this, and quickly interpreted simultaneously.

The bust of Lord Jingnan bowed his head slightly, looked at Master Xi En who was respectfully saluting, raised his hand and touched his clean chin: "Is the old man the successor..." Turning to look at Bai Wu with appreciation, "My beloved disciple , it seems that you have not forgotten the teacher's advice."

Mr. Jingnan used standard mandarin to speak, and everyone could understand it without translation, so the eyes of the Chinese people present looking at Bai Wu became even hotter|spicier...

"..." Director Bai is Director Bai, and under all the attention, he insisted on making a respectful gesture, got up and left the table and bowed his hands, "Men."

Seeing this, everyone couldn't continue to sit comfortably, and got up one after another. Anyway, in front of the outsider, Mage Sean, they should respect their own gods; Go to the back of Master Sean and stand respectfully.

At this time, the projected bust of Mr. Jingnan waved his hand elegantly, and a red "red" door appeared in the space directly above the dining table. Well, it was the red door that Mr. Jingnan walked out when he first appeared. The "color" gate, and then the projected bust of Mr. Jingnan disappeared, the gate was pushed open from the inside to the outside, and Mr. Jingnan walked out from the door...

Theoretically, it should be Mr. Jingnan, who is on the earth, just waved his hand and opened the Taoist door, and then ran from the earth to another world - if it weren't for the Chinese people themselves, they would have come from the space door, probably including the political commissar Tong. Most people will scream in their hearts that this is unscientific.

Just like that, Mr. Jingnan, who just jumped out of the door, stood in the air (fortunately, the ceiling of the banquet hall was high enough). He nodded at Baiwu and looked at Master Xien, and followed his gaze to Master Xien. His expression became more respectful. When Lord Jingnan spoke, miraculously... he spoke the common language of the local elves: "I haven't heard the voice of this world for many years. What happened in this world?"

Master Sean raised his head slowly, with a sad expression: "Great God, this world... is on the verge of collapse!"

Mr. Jingnan frowned slightly, and raised his finger to Master Xien, so Bai Wu and several police officers from the Security Management Bureau saw a small string of white lights flying from Master Xien's head to Mr. Jingnan's fingertips. Mr. Jingnan withdrew his finger , As described in Xianxia novels, "Pinch your fingers and calculate", with a serious face: "It's so..." He closed his eyes slightly, opened them again, and his whole body suddenly rose. This time, it wasn't just Bai Wu and An The policemen of the management bureau have relatively high spiritual power, and even the political commissar Tong feels that his whole body is heavy, and he looks at Mr. Jingnan with a little more awe. He is worthy of being the god of his hometown, and his power is heavy~

...Uh, in fact, it's just a little more gravity in the hall area, a very simple trick played by the reverse subspace enchantment...

"This matter must not be kind." Jingnan Jun changed into Huaxia and said with a calm face, his sharp eyes swept towards Bai Wu, "My beloved, this world has a deep relationship with us, how can we allow outside monsters to run amok? Hurry up!" Drive them away and kill them, and restore the clarity of this world."

Bai Wu's heart moved, he quickly exchanged winks with Commissar Tong, stepped forward and said: "Master, we have been trying our best to rescue the aborigines, but the enemy is very powerful. The means of warfare we understand are difficult to compete with the opponent with our strength."

Immediately slapping the chest and grabbing everything and pushing two, five, and six are not people who do things. At this time, hurry up and ask for benefits, which is serious business~

Wang Lin thought in his heart that he was not afraid that you would not speak up, otherwise my play would not be easy to sing, so he saw Mr. Jing Nan nodded in agreement, and turned to the red door with his hands behind his back: "Dear fellows, why don't you sing now?" Let's talk about it, discuss one or two?"

"Huh, you still think that you, Mr. Jingnan, will never ask for help?" Another voice rang out, and the red door was pushed open again, and Secretary Dakang...Abu Guangnanxijun came out with a proud face.

Secretary Dakang... Uh, Guangnan Xijun's face recognition is not much lower than that of Jingnan Jun. Anyway, after he shows up, there are unicorn arms in the banquet hall where the servants almost couldn't control their mobile phones to take pictures.

"Haha, why is Guangnan Xijun so angry? After all, this matter has something to do with us." The third god followed him. This god has never appeared in front of the public. The only person who has seen him in theory is Bai Bai. Wu and a group of Shinto disciples, but in terms of appearance, the popularity of this god is not low - wearing a Song Dynasty military officer's arrow robe, this god is wearing the face of Jiao Enjun when he was young.

"Mr. Jingbei's words should be said to Mr. Jingnan." Guangnan Xijun said arrogantly.

"Mr. Jinghubei doesn't need to persuade you. If the two of them don't quarrel, the old man will lose a lot of fun." The fourth god followed suit. Well, it is also a new god who has never appeared in front of the public. His face is not that of a star. Anyway, no Chinese people in the hall except Bai Wu knew who this was.

"Jingbei Lord, Kuizhou Lord." Jingnan Lord ignored Guangnan Xijun, and bowed slightly to the two who came out, "This small world is being ravaged by demons from the sky, and it is time for you and me to promise the covenant that day. We should all work together to help this world survive this catastrophe."

Hearing this, Bai Wu exchanged glances with Commissar Tong again... Is there really an ancient friendship treaty?

Commissar Tong's complexion changed slightly, and his expression was a little unnatural. With so many gods showing up, things might get tricky!

Even if these gods can think more about the Chinese people and not add "chaos", if there are a few more mountains on their heads that they can't find a way to overturn, that would be troublesome, wouldn't it?