I made up a diary in fantasy, and all the heroines collapsed

Chapter 421: Re-employment plan for retired old men

Looking at the hopeful eyes of the old men, he said bitterly: "Of course there is, it is out... No, it is Hongdao's battle that really made a name for himself in the world, who can be compared with him in ten thousand years!"

The old men were originally full of joy, but their faces turned black after hearing Su Changqing's return.

At this time, the old man who chopped wood also came back, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

"Stinky boy! Isn't this the evaluation of me, an old man, by the Void Mirror? Are you deceiving us because we are old and weak?" The old man who chopped wood was holding a hatchet, indignant.

Su Changqing was surrounded by five old men of the quasi-emperor ninth heaven, and he felt bitter in his heart. He was not surrounded by the people of the ancient royal family, but by his own people.

He said hurriedly: "Seniors, this is actually an evaluation of the five of you. Just now, it was the old senior who was chopping wood who asked, so I said it was an evaluation of him. Now you ask, I want to say it is an evaluation of you! Anyway, this is indeed an evaluation of you."

Several old men looked at Su Changqing doubtfully, and the latter quickly took out the wine from his waist and handed it to the old men.

"Seniors, here is wine, have a drink?" Su Changqing said.

These old men were all arrogant in the past, and now they are old and can't help sighing, like to drink and reminisce the past.

These wines must be very tempting to them.

Several old men snatched Su Changqing's storage bag, and then took out all the wine inside, and then returned the storage bag to Su Changqing.

Su Changqing took a look and found that the treasures and spirit stones were all there, but there was not a jar of wine left.

Several people immediately drank in the small pavilion, and Su Changqing also accompanied them. The wine was originally his, but after accompanying them for most of the day, he only got one bowl, which made him angry.

Finally, he made a re-employment plan for the old men in his mind.

Anyway, Su Changqing would never let them drag those quasi-emperor strongmen of the ancient royal family to death at this Ten Thousand Races Festival, but!

Given their bad attitude now, they cannot be let go after the Ten Thousand Races Festival is over. It would be good to get them to Daoyi Holy Sect to be big hands.

If they really don't want to be bound by the sect, they can directly set up a security department and build a security booth for them outside the mountain gate, let them live there, and provide them with good food and drink. When those tribes from the heavens and the worlds enter the Jiuxuan Realm and want to attack Daoyi Shengzong...

Hehe... These old men usually receive benefits from the sect, how could they allow those guys to attack Daoyi Shengzong? They will definitely protect Daoyi Shengzong.

These old men are not those who can't even lift the keys in the community in the previous life, but the top strong men of the quasi-emperor nine-layer sky. If those guys dare to take action, they probably can't go back.

Su Changqing thought, a smile appeared on his face, and he was very satisfied with his plan.

"Oh, our Holy Son,He is laughing so cunningly, are you trying to plot against us old men?"

Suddenly, a teasing voice brought Su Changqing back to reality.

Several old men were looking at him with a smile, which made him feel creepy. He thought to himself, why are these old men paying attention to him instead of drinking and bragging?

Su Changqing hurriedly explained, "Seniors, you are joking. The Void Mirror has such a high evaluation of you that you can be called the ancestors of the human race. How could I plot against you?"

The old man who was chopping wood rushed to Su Changqing and asked, "Why are you laughing so cunningly?"

Su Changqing turned his eyes and looked in the direction of Hongdao Mountain and said, "I am plotting against those ancient royal families! ”

The old man who chopped wood and the other four old men looked at each other, feeling disappointed in their hearts. They believed what Su Changqing said. They drank happily just now, and they were actually worried about these things.

There are many quasi-emperors in the four ancient royal families. The only thing they can do now is to strive for more benefits for the human race during the grand gathering of all races, so that the human race will not become the blood food of these races.

The old man who chopped wood stared at Su Changqing again and asked: "Then have you thought of a solution now? How can we make our human race continue to prosper?"

Su Changqing looked at the old men with red faces and thick necks and full of alcohol, with a sly smile on his face, and whispered: "To be honest, this saint son really has an idea."

The old man who chopped wood asked hurriedly: "What idea? ”

Su Changqing looked in the direction of Hongdao Mountain and whispered: "Now Kuncheng, Long Hengyuan and Tongtian, three guys of the quasi-emperor ninth level, have entered the underground palace of the Nine-Leaf Demon King. I have been to that place. It is not easy to enter, let alone the place. We can take this opportunity to beat up the violent king!"

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The old man who was chopping wood had a bright look in his eyes. He took out his quasi-emperor hatchet and said coldly: "Beat him up? Why don't we just chop him to death? This way, we can have one less powerful opponent."

The old men all had fierce eyes and were very pleased with the proposal of the old man who was chopping wood.

These old men were all ruthless people. When they were about to leave, Su Changqing quickly stopped them. He said unhappily: "Don't do it. This violent king has the extreme emperor's weapon on him! ”

The faces of several old men changed suddenly after hearing this. The violent king actually carried the extreme imperial weapon?

“How did you know?” the old man chopping wood asked in surprise.

“The Void Mirror sensed it. Otherwise, why would I just beat him up? If it really came to a life-and-death crisis, the violent king would definitely use the extreme imperial weapon. At that time, we would have to fight them head-on, which would be very disadvantageous to the plan of the Ten Thousand Races Festival.” Su Changqing said.

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The old men calmed down and looked at Su Changqing quietly. They didn’t even realize that they were unconsciously led by Su Changqing.

Su Changqing looked at the curious faces of the old men and instantly felt himself standing up again: "This Saint Son's idea is that we should eat and drink now, wait until midnight to launch a surprise attack, beat up the Violent King, and then wait until the Ten Thousand Races Festival to come back, what do you think?"

The old men couldn't make up their minds for a while. After all, their plan was to wait until the Ten Thousand Races Festival to drag these royal quasi-emperors to die together, and then the Jidao Emperor's soldiers would not be useful.

But now, it's not the time yet.

The old man who chopped wood looked at Su Changqing for a long time, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, we old men will trust you, a stinky boy, for once!"

Su Changqing didn't care. These were all seniors, and they were seniors he respected. It was nothing to call him a stinky boy. He just hoped that they would laugh when they knew that he had arranged a plan for them to re-employ retired old men.

Su Changqing did not waste time and continued to invite a few old men to drink, waiting for the arrival of late night.

At this time, the violent king on Hongdao Mountain suddenly shivered, which made him suspicious. He was a top-level strong man in the ninth level of the Quasi-Emperor Heaven, why did he suddenly shiver?

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