This villain has a little conscience, but not much!

"Um!?"

Daxia Xindi's face was suddenly displeased, and he felt that Mr. Eryue was playing with him.

Ask him to think of a way to retreat from the enemy, but in the end he insists on telling you to be careful of the Qin family.

Just keep talking, but in the next second, his Concubine Dongfang changed her words again.

How can this kind of person help him dominate the world! ?

"Your Majesty, calm down!"

The Kucha Taoist knew that the new emperor had a bad temper and would kill people at the slightest disagreement, so he hurried to help and said, "Mr. Er Yue is used to being in the wild and doesn't understand the rules of the court. In fact, he has already thought of a way to defeat the enemy."

"Oh? What is the way to retreat from the enemy!?"

When the new emperor of Daxia heard the method of retreating the enemy, the anger in his heart dropped instantly.

"Go back to Your Majesty!"

Mr. Er Yue shook his feather fan lightly, and said confidently: "The current situation is all caused by the fall of the second ancestor of the Qin family. As long as we find a way to find an emperor-level powerhouse to fill it, the Yinyue Dynasty will not dare to mess around."

"You still need to tell me!?"

The new emperor of Daxia looked displeased again, seriously doubting whether this person could eat pancakes.

The ancient emperor-level powerhouses are indeed not unique to their Great Xia Dynasty and Yinyue Dynasty, but it is too difficult to invite these emperor-level powerhouses to take action.

After all, people are doing well at home, and their brains are kicked away by donkeys to play high-end life and death games with you, unless you can offer them a price they can't refuse.

It's just that the emperor-level powerhouse is used as a peaceful deterrent in the ancient times, and there are not many treasures that can make their hearts beat.

Moreover, how could he, who is also an emperor, be willing to give away a treasure that even an emperor-level powerhouse would be tempted by? ?

"Don't worry, Your Majesty!"

Mr. Er Yue saw what the new Emperor Daxia was thinking, and said confidently: "Caomin has already found a candidate for His Majesty, and there is no need to spend a penny!"

"for free!?"

The new emperor of Daxia regained his spirit immediately, and asked, "Who is this person you are talking about!?"

Mr. Er Yue replied confidently: "The God of War in Northern Xinjiang, Ye Chen!"

"Ye Chen!!"

The new Emperor Daxia was slightly taken aback, apparently he did not expect him to say Ye Chen.

If you want to say that the number one hot search in Huanggu recently is undoubtedly the king of hell in the northern border, Yechen.

He also admitted that Ye Chen, who was wearing the God of War Armor, could indeed fight against an emperor-level powerhouse, and it was more than enough to replace the second ancestor of the Qin family.

It's just that this person not only set fire to the treasure house, but also practiced calligraphy on his wives, and even dug up ancestral graves to fill his pockets. How could he not come to help him with a penny! ?

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the grass people are fully sure!"

Mr. Er Yue was still shaking his feather fan lightly, his self-confidence went straight from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

"If this person does not die, my lord's great cause will be hard to accomplish!"

Dongfang Empress immediately had a killing intent in her heart, and she would never allow anyone to hinder Qin Feng's ambitious hegemony.

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Wuling Holy Land, in the small bamboo forest.

Qin Feng received the news from Miss Dongfang, knowing that Mr. Er Yue had defected to the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Teacher Fenglin Mr.!?"

Qin Feng couldn't help murmuring, he was no stranger to this person at all.

Since he surrendered Ye Long and got the fourth taste of Qingtian, he has completely taken over the underground intelligence network he created, and the biggest competitor among them is Mr. Fenglin.

This person not only sees the beginning but never ends, but also suppresses the development of his intelligence network everywhere.

Since Mr. Fenglin has been operating in Huanggu for many years, Qingtian is just a fledgling stinky boy, so the intelligence network is often messed up by him.

Fortunately, Qingtian has obtained the inheritance of Heisha Yanluo, and he can quickly make a comeback every time he is misfortune.

"Woooo..."

A burst of crying suddenly sounded, interrupting Qin Feng's thoughts.

I saw Patriarch Yu and others knelt down and wept bitterly, and in front of them were the five quasi-emperors of the mermaid race.

After receiving the five top-grade Great Returning Pills from Qin Feng, they couldn't wait to give them to their five quasi-emperors. Who knew it was a step too late in the end.

"Pity!!"

Everyone around sighed one after another, and didn't think it was a problem with the pills at all.

After all, the top grade Great Returning Pill seems to be very valuable, plus Xiaobai is alive and kicking after eating, it must be the death of his injuries that led to the collective fall of the five quasi-emperors.

"Sin!"

You Rong was heartbroken at the side.

She froze for a moment, and the Great Demon King took another five lives.

"It's over, it's over!!"

Patriarch Yu knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, obviously unable to accept this result at all.

The formation was destroyed, the treasury was robbed, the graves of the ancestors were dug up, the five quasi-emperor ancestors fell, and all confidence was lost overnight. From then on, the decline of the mermaid race was inevitable.

He wasn't even sure if he could keep Beihai.

"Clan Chief Yu, don't do this!"

Qin Feng couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to comfort him: "You are the patriarch of the Yuren tribe, if you can't cheer up, who will protect the women of the Yuren tribe in the future!?"

"Protect the women in the clan!"

Patriarch Yu was suddenly awakened, and his heart became inexplicably flustered.

The gentlemen of the human race have long coveted their mermaid girls, and once the news spreads, they will rush into the North Sea to catch her.

From now on, I will be reduced to a slave and a servant girl!

"what should we do!?"

Xiaosha's wives embraced each other with terrified faces, looking so pitiful that I felt pitiful.

Seeing this scene, the audience boiled.

"Don't worry, my Wuling Holy Land will never leave me alone!"

"That's right, the girls of the Merman Clan, let us guard them!"

"If you say take it in, take it in, don't you understand that people who are not of my race must be punished!?"

"These female mermaids are so shameless, the Holy Master will never take them in."

"Can you boys use these dirty thoughts on cultivation!"

"........."

The little shark wives who had just ignited hope, their eyes dimmed immediately.

They also know that they are not of the same race as the other party, and the chances of taking them in are not too high.

But they are almost homeless now, and they really long for a kind person to take them in and give them a warm home.

"Master Holy Son!!"

Patriarch Yu's face was full of pleading, hoping that Qin Feng could think of a way.

"All right!"

Qin Feng reluctantly agreed: "Anyway, I'm already a dying person, even if I don't want to risk my life, I still have to convince Sister Shengzhu for you."

"Thank you, Lord Son!"

The shark people were moved to tears.

I vowed to be an ox and a horse in my next life, and I would also repay Qin Feng's great kindness.

soon--

Qin Feng came to the main peak of Wuling Holy Land in a four-wheeler.

As soon as he entered the palace where the Holy Master of Wuling lived, he smelled a familiar aroma. Looking around, he saw that the Holy Master of Wuling was lying on the couch resting.

A standard picture of a beauty lying on her side!

Beside the pillow of the Holy Lord of Wuling, there is also a white jade pendant with the word 'Ouyang' engraved on it.

"Sister Holy Master's surname is Ouyang?!"

Qin Feng murmured to himself: "It would be better if half of it was called..."