History’s Strongest Senior Brother

His Majesty the King?

At first glance, Yan Zhaoge's words seemed ridiculous, but in fact it was a very serious question.

The black emperor or the white emperor is completely different in nature.

Ahu knew the difference, so he solemnly replied: "The one in black!"

"Black?" Yan Zhaoge frowned slightly.

Whether in terms of Yan Di and Tai Yi Huayun, or in terms of Meng Wan and Fu Ting, the positions of Yan Zhaoge and Emperor in Black are opposite, and everyone is an enemy and a friend.

Over the years, we have been safe with each other, only because everyone is more restrained, and the emperor in black is mostly not in the upper realm.

"The news came from Miao Feifeng." A Hu said helplessly: "The one in black is right."

Although the intention was to erase Fu Ting and Meng Wan, the black emperor was not hostile to the others in Miao Feifeng.

Of course, there is no emotion at all, but for him, the disciples of the door people are not optional. There is also a benefit to him, so naturally they will not give up easily.

Unless, everyone in Miao Feifeng clearly supports the emperor in white, or forms an obstacle to the emperor in black.

He Xixing and others are now strictly neutral.

For them, whether it is a white emperor or a black emperor, it is actually the master of the original Miao Feifeng.

No matter who wins in the end, Miao Feifeng is always the master of Splendid Emperor.

Although the emperor in black looks a little difficult to get along with, of course, everyone will not violate it.

Except for the white emperor Jin and Fu Ting, most of them are confused and deaf and dumb. The black emperor has any requirements and decree, and Miao Feifeng strictly abides by it.

Fortunately, before the two emperors did not really win or lose, no matter whether they were in black or white, He Xixing did not make them difficult. This finally let everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Although knowing that the black emperor seemed to be incompatible with Yan Zhaoge and Guang Chengshan, Miao Feifeng did not know the specific reasons, and still hoped to help the two sides ease the relationship as much as possible.

So this time, He Xixing, as a representative, personally found the Tianji Pavilion and contacted his master. He also hoped that the Tianji Pavilion would pass through, and that he wouldn't be stiff at once.

He did not know that the contradiction between Guangcheng Mountain and the black emperor was almost irreconcilable.

Unless the emperor in black is willing to stop at the current level in this life, there is nowhere to go.

"Promise him." Yan Zhaoge thought for a moment, but agreed.

"... Yes, son." Ahu looked at him in surprise, and Yan Zhaoge rubbed his temples gently with his fingers: "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. I want to see what he plans to do."

"Don't let him come, it's not easy to grasp his whereabouts. Since that is the case, just let him in."

After hearing the news, Qiu Jiahai, who was sitting in the Tianji Pavilion, couldn't help but be surprised: "The emperor in black is here. In case of trouble, the auction will not go on. After all, it is the emperor.

"Mr. Qiu is relieved that Her Majesty will also attend this auction." A Hu explained.

Qiu Jiahai heard the words and immediately let go of his heart: "So it turns out, then there is no need to worry."

He asked strangely again: "Yes, Brother Yan? The goods to be auctioned have all been collected this time. Will he stay in Dragon Butterfly Valley?"

"Son, he ... well, taking care of the flesh left by the young lady." A Hu Han smiled.

Qiu Jiahai froze for a while: "Meat?"

Xiao Ai coughed aside: "Actually, Mr. Qiu, you may have also seen in Dragon Butterfly Valley. The flesh is that little black dog."

"Oh, I did." Qiu Jiahai remembered it, but still puzzled.

Ahu explained: "Meat is the beloved pet that Mrs. Shao had raised before. When the door was firmly established in Huangjihai, Mrs. Shao brought the flesh and meat from the Eight Great World to the upper boundary. My wife went on a trip, and for safety reasons, she left the meat in Guangcheng Mountain. In recent years, she has been taking care of her son for many times. "

Feng Yunsheng traveled outside, he was unpredictable, and naturally he would not take the meat with him.

After all, it was just an ordinary little black dog, not even a strange beast.

The facts later proved how wise she had previously decided.

"Meat flesh just got sick these two days, because it was too early to see the auction, and the young man planned to take care of it and come back." A Hu explained.

As an ordinary dog, the meat's life span should have come to an end.

Some elixir for prolonging life and longevity is of no use to the warrior who is cultivated high and whose flesh and blood are strong, but if he feeds the flesh and meat, he can prolong life without juvenile months, so he is still alive and well.

Of course, it may still be infected.

In the Dragon Butterfly Valley, Yan Zhaoge looked at the little guy in front of him and nodded his head: "Yun Sheng had raised you too greedy at first, and dared to eat everything. Now I'm suffering."

The little black dog was aggrieved two times, and whipped his little tail beside Yan Zhaoge.

It is gradually recovering now.

"Little guy." Yan Zhaoge touched its neck and turned to the behemoth on the other side. "After I left, I will give it to you. You can trust me."

The hill-like panpan, blinking and blinking, nodded seemingly stern.

If it is useful or has potential, the little black dog is naturally not comparable to this big mountain bull.

But after all, keeping pets is never just for nursing homes.

And the ability to look at the rammed goods of the nursing home is often not so reliable ...

Yan Zhaoge deeply doubted that when he was away, the flesh would be played by Panpan as a toy.

I do n’t know if it ’s an illusion, a fat man who is getting more and more human, and has a sharper and sharper mind, now seems to be getting darker and darker.

This guy used to touch his ear because of Ahu's hand, and turned back and gave Ahu a bite.

Ahu's screams at that time, a few years later, seemed to be still echoing in Yan Zhaoge's ears, letting Yan Zhaoge know how sad one could cry.

And a fat man looked innocent afterwards, and a "he started first" expression made Ahu want to cry without tears.

"Meat meat, this little guy, I have been too spoiled in recent years. I am more used to it than Yunsheng. This is not good. I should find someone to sing a white face, and then I will sing a red face." Seemingly self-examination, he irresponsibly ignored the flesh-and-blood gaze, flung it to Panpan, and then left Dragon Butterfly Valley to go to Tianji Pavilion.

After spending some more time in the Dragon Butterfly Valley, Yan Zhaoge arrived at the Tianji Pavilion in Wonju City, and it was almost the day when the auction began.

He didn't naturally stay in the Dragon Butterfly Valley just for the sake of flesh, there are other things to be busy, and now he is finally ready.

But by coincidence, when Yan Zhaoge arrived at Tianji Pavilion, the sky above Yuanzhou City happened to be purple.

Looking at it, Yan Zhaoge's gaze flickered slightly: "Oh? His Majesty the King?"