My Hair Can Create a Demon Country

　　 "We are willing!"

　　 The tribesmen of the entire tribe all knelt to the ground without an appointment.

　　 Their faces are extremely excited.

　　 This is a legendary god!

　　 It is precisely because of the gift of this **** that those hateful human mechanical dynasties will...

　　 Fu Qingjun carried his hands on his back, and said lightly: "I can open a secret tunnel for you, and go to an endless high world temporarily. Any resources, you can pick it up."

　　 A secret place?

　　The big world?

　　 They were dumbfounded, shocked at the same place.

　　 They had known before that the ancient God of Jiaxia had to leave this world because of too much power. Is it possible that the world they are going to now is...? ?

　　 "What a great opportunity is this!!" An old man headed out tremblingly, respectfully said: "Then, what price do we have to pay?"

　　 Fu Qingjun smiled and said lightly: "Make me the equipment I want."

　　 "This is too..." they said excitedly.

　　 This is a great opportunity, but there is almost no price!

　　 This is in the name of price, but in fact it is to give them a huge opportunity and let them rise...

　　 The old man seemed to understand thoroughly, he couldn't help but tears and wet his eyes.

　　 "The world channel is opened once every eight centuries, and you can return to this world." Fu Qingjun said lightly: "I will ask you for the equipment, and I will inform you later."

　　 Fu Qingjun left slowly.

　　 The remaining tribe residents are extremely excited,

　　 "Where is this foreign god, and why is it so kind to our world?"

　　 "His kindness to us gives us a new life of civilization, which will never be remembered forever!!"

　　The tribesmen around are cheering.

And in the distance, the Great Emperor Antos, the Human Race Great, learned the news, walked slowly, and glanced at the two races in contempt, "Unfortunately, we were not able to meet the ancient gods again... He seemed to ask us to forge Equipment, in fact, it's not like that at all!"

　　 "Why?" a Protoss old man exclaimed.

　　 "Huh!" Antos the Great snorted coldly, admiring his face: "Isn't it easy to create such a mechanical creation with this kind of existence? A single thought can create countless magic weapons!"

　　 Everyone suddenly.

　　 Yes, open the world channel, gift racial personality, trade power, wealth, life... all kinds of incredible, forging equipment is bound to be easy.

　　 "Then why?"

　　 A demon's eyes widened.

　　 Emperor Antos scolded and said: "It seems that we are required to forge equipment, but it actually makes us familiar with this power, know how to use it, and practice makes perfect... This is a test of our results!"

　　 "That's it!"

　　 Their eyes grew in admiration.

Emperor Antos looked cold, giving people an overbearing and powerful unquestionable spirit. The emperor who suppressed the world said lightly: "However, although I don’t have the mindset of the God of Jiaxia, I can also accommodate both of you. Coexist, we are in the same vein, and we don’t know how to destroy the gens. You can follow us to explore the mysterious and dangerous world!"

　　 "What kind of enemy is there in that world? I look forward to it!"

　　...

　　 After a while, Fu Qingjun opened the tunnel directly.

　　 In an instant, countless human mechanics, and even the powerful gods and demons, were all ready to go, all rushing towards the tunnel.

　　 They stepped directly into it.

　　 In a gray earth, let them slowly walk in.

　　 "All staff are on alert!"

　　 Emperor Antos led the Mechanical Guards, walking in front, looking at the ground in surprise, "This world is very strange, the floor is hard and smooth, and it can vaguely reflect the face I am waiting for!"

　　 "Unbelievable!" A Minister of Machinery stepped forward, "Your Majesty, shall we order soldiers to smash through the ground and get some materials?"

"Not urgent."

　　 The Great Emperor Antos looked far away and said coldly: "We continue to move forward. We must lead the tribe to find an extremely safe place and set up camp."

　　 "Yes! Your Majesty!"

　　 "Your Majesty Shengming!"

　　 They led the troops forward.

　　 Suddenly, a huge long black meat pillar beast slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

Its shape is indescribable, with countless jagged hooks and tentacles crawling on the ground, with triangular heads, with sharp and cold eyes overlooking them, the two profane cylinders swaying in mid-air, as if pierced in the void. , The rustling voice seems to tell the creepy future.

"what!!"

　　 Countless soldiers screamed and retreated frantically.

　　 "Volley!"

　　 With a loud shout, the whole army released arrows.

　　 That huge evil monster actually made a crazily rustling sound, evading most of the crossbow arrows, and its vitality was extremely tenacious. An arrow pierced the body, and it was still killing it with frightening footsteps.

"what!"

　　 "Alien monster!"

　　 Countless people roared in horror.

　　 "Let me come." Emperor Antos had a sharp gaze and walked out warriorly, "Evil and dirty alien creatures, let your head be my trophy, hanging on the high wall inside the house!!!"

　　 He roared, this hero of the human race's new era, leaped high and stabbed with a long sword.

"kill!"

　　...

　　 Fu Qingjun glanced at the tunnel.

　　 "I don't know what the development will be?" He secretly said in his heart: "In the future, the population will increase, and mechanical clocks will inevitably be mass-produced!"

　　 "Ant wine is manufactured in tons, and the production line is very mature!"

　　 "I just don't know if there are any survivors outside the ruins, out of the room."

　　 After all, I live in a community.

　　If there is a living person...

　　 don't know what to do.

　　 However, everything is for the Ant Exploration Team to provide information to themselves.

　　 Actually, Fu Qingjun is still in his third year of high school. He lives in a school district room outside the key high school. The neighbors in the next unit are all students from the school.

　　 After all, this is a very real problem. The house is so expensive, who would live here if it’s okay?

"There is a school tens of thousands of meters away, and the school is a dormitory building with thousands of students..." Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "But it is normal guess that as long as it is still alive, it must be withdrawn. After all, it is not the central area. , The radiation area is not something people can live in for a long time."

　　 He let go of the ant exploration team, and can only wait for them to develop.

　　...

　　 Fu Qingjun finished this matter, and started to face other problems.

　　He hesitated, "Also, it is the creation of race...I can't, relying on them to randomly merge to create a continuous demonic nation race, the efficiency is too low, and it may not be a perfect combination of soul genes."

　　 "You have to find some professional people to create a truly powerful and extraordinary race! After all, the ant family, who can integrate casually by themselves, the potential is not high enough..."

　　 Fu Qingjun also had an idea for this kind of picture at the beginning, after all, this picture of creating race...something like the picture of creating game characters~www.wuxiahere.com~ pinching faces.

　　Unfortunately, in this era, people don’t have a concept of games, but they can’t try. After all, creating character races is not only in games, but also similar to myths and legends...for example, the reincarnation of the six realms.

　　 "Start with that Qin Hong first."

　　Fu Qingjun has been very concerned since he inquired about the address. After all, he was not far away, just the next building.

　　 "At first estimate, there must be a horizontal distance of 30 to 40 meters." At this moment, Fu Qingjun had a bold idea. He cut off his second-generation hair.

　　 Then weave it into a long wire, and slowly climb over it along the wall.

　　 He used a silly ant as a camera, observing the environment of the windows along the way.

　　 groped for a while, hung his hair on some raised walls in the middle, and crawled all the way forward.

　　Finally, Fu Qingjun came to an old window, and the familiar soul breath came from inside, the kind of trace of his own hair sticking through it.

　　 "She was sleeping, good chance."

　　 Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, "Probably because I extracted a lot of souls, which caused mental fatigue and made it easy to sleep, but this is also good..."

　　 "You are the ancestor of the human race of those ant civilizations, there is still some meaning... and maybe this is also a huge opportunity for you!"

　　噗! !

　　 Fu Qingjun fiercely inserted her hair into her head.

　　 Qin Hong was sleeping peacefully on the bed, suddenly revealing a trace of intense pain and convulsions.

　　 A hair is stuck on the top of the head, like being involved in some kind of unknowable mysterious world, as if entering some kind of **** world of death reincarnation.