Among these human captives, there are old people and children.
Looking at the frightened faces, Shu Zimo frowned slightly, but immediately relaxed.
He did not take another look at these humans, but looked at the group of all races Golden Immortal with cold eyes. Only the veins on the arm that was pressed against the edge of the city wall bulged and the knuckles turned blue and white, which betrayed the emotions in his heart.
"Heavenly Venerable is not here. I will handle the affairs in the city for the time being." Shu Zimo spoke in a deep voice, leaning forward slightly.
Han Qiling narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at him deeply, and crossed her fingers together.
"Who do you think you are?" Demon Ancestor said with a look of disgust on his face, "A dirty bug hiding in the gutter, do you deserve to talk to me?"
"Lost." Han Qiling suddenly spoke, with no sadness or joy in his voice.
All Golden Immortal also noticed that something was wrong, and their expressions changed one after another.
Since Lin Fei is not in the city, what is the point of such a plan?
But Han Qiling smiled with interest, as if he had discovered something interesting. He stared at Shu Zimo with burning eyes. "Did you see through my plan?"
Upon hearing this, all the Golden Immortals looked at Shu Zimo with murderous eyes.
Being stared at by so many Golden Immortal strong men, I am afraid that a timid person would have been frightened out of his wits. But Shu Zimo was calm and calmly responded, "Yes, that's right."
"A mere ant dares to ruin something as important as ours!" Many Golden Immortals from all races were furious, wishing to cut Shu Zimo into pieces with thousands of knives and extract their souls to torture them to death.
No one thought that such an insignificant little monk could bring such big trouble to the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races!
"You lost." Shu Zimo looked at Han Qiling. Even though he was facing the strong Golden Immortal, he still raised his face slightly and said solemnly, "You bet that Heavenly Venerable is busy practicing and has no time to figure out your plans and movements - at least you can fight a blitzkrieg and force Heavenly Venerable into a dilemma. This idea is correct."
"Heavenly Venerable is the sharpest blade in our Zhenbei City. No matter what strategy we implement in the future, it cannot be separated from the guarantee of his strength. Due to emotions and reasons, Heavenly Venerable seizes the time to recover and improve his cultivation level, which is the top priority."
"Indeed, Heavenly Venerable has no time to guess what you are thinking. You are right on this point. But do you really think...Heavenly Venerable has no one available to you?"
Even though Shu Zimo guessed this while Lin Fei was practicing, he interrupted his practice and it was already morning when he left Zhenbei City.
In other words, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races was only half a day late.
Only half a day's time difference caused Han Qiling's plan to fall short.
"I missed it." Han Qiling slowly closed his eyes, as if admitting defeat, "I wanted to make a time difference and attack the enemy before you could react, but it's a pity."
Shu Zimo said in a deep voice, "You are in the light, and I am in the dark. I calculated in my mind but not in my heart. It was just a narrow move."
At this moment, the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races was enveloped in an atmosphere of resentment and resentment, and some people were even complaining about Han Qiling.
The most important thing about conspiracy lies in the word "practical". The more complicated the better, on the contrary, the more complicated it is, the more intermediate links there are, the greater the possibility of variables, and it may even become a complete joke.
If Han Qiling can lead the army of all races to arrive in the morning, he will naturally win with one move, killing people with a soft knife. Firstly, it will completely destroy Lin Fei's luck, and secondly, it will help the adults behind the first clan to rise. It can be called vicious. It can be said that as long as he succeeds, it will be the prelude to the victory of all races and the destruction of Lin Fei and Zhenbei City!
At this moment, his plan was easily resolved, just like a joke.
"Ten million human prisoners, exchange for one Kunpeng Race Heavenly Immortal." Han Qiling could clearly feel the cold gazes and various unkind expressions of many Golden Immortals, but he was extremely calm, as if he was not affected at all.
"Idiot." Demon Ancestor sneered and turned his head impatiently.
Many people of all races Golden Immortal looked strange, and the group of monks behind them were in an uproar, looking like "You're fucking kidding me."
How about a change? If Lin Fei is not here, what will happen if the other party doesn't change? Is it possible to really kill 10 million human monks and accumulate bloody luck for Primordial Wilderness Human Race? Do you think Lin Fei is not rising fast enough?
In Zhenbei City, many residents also burst into laughter.
"Is this Han Qiling? They say he was so powerful at commanding all races three thousand years ago, but now it seems like a joke!"
"It's a false alarm, hahaha, don't worry, I won't change, let's see if he dares to kill!"
But there were also many monks in Zhenbeicheng who couldn't laugh, and Shu Zimo even frowned slightly.
On the side of the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, there were also many people who seemed to understand something and nodded secretly.
"I, Zhenbeicheng, will never trade with the lives of our allies." Shu Zimo let out a long breath and said decisively.
At this moment, countless people's expressions changed.
Yin Chenglin, Zhao Yu and others gritted their teeth. Yin Chenglin couldn't hold it back and roared with red eyes, "Shu Zimo, are you a fucking beast! Those are human beings, your compatriots, a total of 10 million fucking people!"
"Shut up!" Shu Zimo scolded in a cold voice. The moment he turned around, his murderous intent was revealed, "Heavenly Venerable has ordered me to take charge of all affairs in the city! What qualifications do you have to yell at me?"
"Yes!" Kunpeng Race Someone also said coldly, looking at Yin Chenglin with cold eyes, "Relationships are not exchanged for your life. Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back, right?"
"I'll change! Let me change! I'll only exchange for two thousand - no, just a thousand children will do!" Yin Chenglin angrily shouted Rage Bristles the Hair. Even though he was caught by Zhao Yu, he still roared loudly and struggled to rush forward.
He couldn't sit back and watch.
Ten million lives, what a frightening number this is?
Especially those children who were born in this era, what crime did they commit, and why do they have to endure such a desperate and desolate reality? Is it a sin to be born as a human being?!
"Your Majesty." Shu Zimo turned to look at Cai Beiyu, raised his hands in salute, and the latter nodded slightly. Not seeing any movement from her, Yin Chenglin's body went limp and he passed out.
And the crowd of prisoners was instantly in an uproar and completely exploded.
A mother hugged a crying child, looked at Shu Zimo and roared, "Beast, you are not a human! My daughter is only seven years old, why don't you save her!"
"As long as you sacrifice one alien, you can save tens of millions of your compatriots, why the hell don't you agree!"
"Mom, I'm so scared, I don't want to die, wuwuwu..."
Many people even called Shu Zimo a butcher, executioner, and sinner who betrayed the race.
Han Qiling quietly looked at the slightest expression on Shu Zimo's face, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled up.