Chapter 243： Ethical Benchmark Brother Chen

Seeing the mad lion demon emperor madly destroying everywhere, the face of the **** ice demon emperor changed again and again.

The mad lion and demon king are not dead!

To be honest, on the way back, he was ready to collect the corpse of the mad lion and demon emperor, and even thought out a series of coping methods, but the **** actually survived.

Of course, this is a good thing, but he always feels that the situation is not right. As for what is wrong, he can't figure it out for a while.

Just as he was upset, the Mad Lion Demon King suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a shock wave at him.

"Things with no brains!"

The **** ice demon emperor scolded, and then stomped on the ground violently. The whole world quickly became extremely cold. Not long after, the wild lion demon emperor was frozen in place by ice, unable to move.

Looking at the icy lion demon emperor, the **** ice demon emperor really wanted to slap him to death on the spot, but in the end he was still unable to do so.

After all, this lunatic is the key protection object of the Demon Race, and it is related to the morale of the entire Demon Race.

And if he was right, the lunatic was seriously injured, but after the battle, his blood seemed to have recovered a bit.

God, I'm really blind.

...

On the other side, a group of human monks saw the ice demon emperor retreating and tentatively returned to the camp.

After realizing that the God Ice Demon Emperor really showed no signs of returning, he was completely relieved.

After some contact, it didn't take long for the scattered human monks to gather in the camp.

After this battle, the Human Race cultivator killed nearly a hundred people. Although their vitality was not severely injured, the problem is that all these cultivators died in the pursuit, and none of the monsters was killed.

In the common saying, it's dead in vain.

This makes many monks unacceptable, after all, those are their comrades-in-arms, and even the brothers, brothers and sisters who get along day and night.

So when Zhang Ji returned to the camp, the atmosphere in the entire camp was a bit wrong.

Anger is lingering in everyone's heart, seeing that they are about to reach the edge of an explosion.

Zhang Ji was helpless.

The news of Master's trip to the territory of the monster race could not be said anyhow. At this moment, all the anger must be borne by him.

Master ventured to the territory of the demon race, and if he couldn't bear even this little pressure here, how could he be worthy of Master?

Thinking of this, his expression became resolute. Without waiting for the cultivators to inquire, Zhang Ji took the initiative to speak: "This matter, in a few days, will give you an explanation, and please be calm and restless."

Many people showed contempt in their eyes.

People are dead, how can they explain?

Could it be that the Seven Kills Demon Lord went to retreat at a critical time in his cultivation?

But that's it, why should I say it to everyone? What is it like to keep everyone in the dark without saying a word?

Everyone is here to work hard for the entire human race, not to die for unknown reasons.

"Daoyou Zhang, in the current situation, it is hard to say whether everyone will be alive in a few days. Where will you go to explain?"

The monks yin and yang sneered strangely.

Zhang Ji squeezed his fists secretly, but couldn't say anything to refute, because they were telling the truth.

Seeing that the anger in everyone's eyes became even greater, a discordant chuckle came from a distance.

"Ha, what are you doing?"

Hearing this voice, everyone followed the reputation and saw a slightly embarrassed figure slowly appearing from the miasma. It was Chen Chen who had disappeared overnight.

In fact, most people did not notice Chen Chen's disappearance.

Although Chen Chen is a man with extraordinary talents, good looks, and unparalleled benevolence, but the most concerned on the battlefield is always the strongest.

So now seeing Chen Chen's embarrassed appearance, all the monks thought Chen Chen was like them and fled all night.

"Chen Daoyou, this jealousy is your brother, you can ask him where did the Seven Kill Demon Lord go?"

A monk looked at Chen Chen, his tone full of resentment towards Zhang Ji.

Chen Chen walked up to Zhang Ji solemnly, and asked in a deep voice, "Zhang Ji, where is the old man, Demon Lord?"

Zhang Ji glanced at Chen Chen in astonishment, then lowered his head without saying a word.

Many monks were very angry when they saw this scene.

The brother who came to help you from a long distance asks you without telling you, this man is really hopeless.

Is the suspicion of the people of the magic way so heavy? Don't you want to trust anyone?

Thinking of this, someone felt worthless for Chen Chen.

Chen Shen glanced at Zhang Ji deeply, then patted his shoulder, his face was full of helplessness.

"My brother, I understand that he is usually rather dull. Since he doesn't say anything, it should be the Seven Kill Demon Lord who gave the order to die."

Everyone was stunned, without words.

"Since the Lord of the Seven Kills has given the order, there is naturally his reason, we can only choose to trust.

You guys, if your master gave you a seal, would you say it?

I hope everyone can understand. "

Hearing Chen Chen's words, many people's expressions eased a little, but some were dissatisfied.

"Daoyou Chen! Did the Seven Kill Demon Lord give the order! Isn't my senior brother **** unclear?"

Hearing this questioning, Chen Chen looked into the distance, his eyes deepened, and after a long time he said quietly, "Is there still a few unidentified people in my human race?

Tens of millions of mortals died in vain in this land of Qiwei and Wei. Who can explain to them and tell them why Yaozu entered the territory of our human race? "

The monk was speechless and could only lower his head in silence.

The weak can only follow the arrangements of the strong and cannot control their own destiny. Although cruel, it is reality.

Although mortals look like ants in the eyes of these monks, they are the same in the eyes of higher-order monks.

To understand everything, only the strong are qualified.

Chen Chen continued: "The Seven Kills Demon Lord is a master of my human race. He has been famous for hundreds of years. I think everyone believes in him. The reason why I am angry now is only because the anxiety of the war has disturbed everyone's mood. ."

The monks couldn't help but feel ashamed to hear this.

If you calm down and think about it, as Chen Chen said, the reason they blame Zhang Ji is just to find a vent for their depressed emotions.

If the Seven Kill Devil is temporarily to support other more important places and not in the camp, can this kind of thing be said? If it reaches Yaozu's ears, the consequences will be disastrous.

Thinking of this, a few wise monks looked at Zhang Ji.

"Daoyou Zhang, I was waiting for the impulse before, so I asked Daoyou Zhang not to take it seriously."

"Yes, I'm not waiting for this matter."

Seeing several people take the initiative to express their apologies to him, Zhang Ji looked at the figure not far in front of him, and was very moved.

As long as the eldest brother is by his side, the eldest brother will shelter him from the wind and rain.

He owes too much to his eldest brother in his life.

Chen Chen didn't look at him, but waved his hand, and suddenly a giant lion corpse appeared in front of everyone.

"It didn't take long for this primordial lion emperor to be killed by me, and it's still hot. Let's bake it while it's hot. Let's be surprised by the way."

Chen Chen pointed to the lion corpse, his face pale.

"It's it!"

"I had a fierce battle with it half a month ago! I didn't expect it to be dead now!"

Everyone looked at the scars on the lion's body, and then at Chen Chen's embarrassed appearance, feeling extremely complicated.

This obviously had gone through an arduous battle before violently beheading the Yuanshen Demon Emperor.

"Ahem!"

Chen Chen covered his mouth and coughed slightly, bloodshot from the corners of his mouth.

Seeing this, the monks felt guilty again.

A peerless arrogant mingled among them, without complaining, what can they complain about these stinky fish?

Could their lives be more precious than others' innate spirit bodies?

The point is that Chen Shenmei was just complaining, and he also strenuously killed a Yuanshen Demon Emperor...

Such high spirits make them feel ashamed!

Seeing this, the female disciples of the Sword Sect of Haoran felt sore, and hurriedly came over and asked, "Brother Chen, are you okay?"

Chen Chenqiang rallied and shook his head: "It's okay, it's just that the kidneys and liver were broken by this Yuanshen Demon Emperor... This little injury is compared to those of the compatriots who died in battle does not matter."

Several female disciples almost cried.

Two internal organs were shattered or was it a minor injury... Still holding on to reason with everyone, and even sharing his hard-earned war profits with his family.

Unexpectedly, there are such unselfishly dedicated men in the world. It's no wonder that Senior Sister would like Senior Brother Chen!

Thinking that there are still a few male disciples in the school who have prejudices against Brother Chen, their hearts become more and more angry.

After you go back, you must be reasonable with those people!

When other people saw this, they immediately came over and asked.

The anger in the camp gradually dissipated...

With Chen Chen's selfless moral benchmark, no one is embarrassed to say a word of complaint.

I can track everything

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