Long Jiuyao looked at Huang Feihu a little speechlessly, he didn't expect this guy to be so serious, he looked like a stubborn donkey!

"Haha!" Long Jiuyao laughed and said: "It's okay, it's okay, the name of Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, is like thunder, I have wanted to know you for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!"

Huang Feihu was said by Long Jiuyao, and his face suddenly turned red: "Where is it, Master Master has won the award, our ancestors have all fought the world with the King of Zhou, and you can enter the eyes of the King of Zhou and become the master of the Zhenguo of my Shang Country, Huang admires it!"

It's not the first time Long Jiuyao has heard the polite words that adults have only seen, for him, these are familiar roads, and they can't be more familiar!

After the two exchanged a few polite words, Long Jiuyao sat down and poured a glass of wine for Huang Feihu and asked, "Brother Huang, what do you think of the dispute between Uncle Huang and Daji Niangniang?"

"Hmph!" Huang Feihu angrily slammed his wine glass, and said with an angry face: "The king of the Xuan Dynasty is fascinated, and he doesn't know that Daji is a fox spirit at all! If it weren't for the emperor's uncle's clever strategy and burning down the fox spirit's lair, I'm afraid it won't be long before my Shang Kingdom will be defeated by Daji's fox spirit!"

The fire in Xuanyuan's tomb was set by Huang Feihu himself, and recalling seeing those little fox spirits struggling in the fire, Huang Feihu only felt a chill in his heart.

There is nothing to sympathize with, they are just a bunch of goblins, and they are just innocent of death.

"Brother Huang, what do you think of King Xu?"

"Alas!" Huang Feihu sighed when he heard this: "What can you think, everyone in the world knows that the king is incompetent and brutal, but he is the monarch of my Shang country after all." ”

"I hope that in my lifetime, with the joint efforts of my uncle and the emperor, we can make the Shang Kingdom indestructible......! Hehe, just let him continue to be mediocre. ”

The expression on Huang Feihu's face was very helpless, and he raised his wine glass and took another sip.

"Oh! I'm happy today, don't talk about that, drink and drink!" Long Jiuyao raised his glass and toasted Huang Feihu.

It can be seen that Huang Feihu is a loyal minister, a foolish and loyal minister.

Long Jiuyao could tell from a few words of conversation with him that it was impossible to make Huang Feihu rebel against King Ge, so he simply put the words of rebellion back in his stomach and accompanied him to have a good drink.

......

An hour later.

Long Jiuyao's face was ruddy and he returned to his room.

"Squeak"

Long Jiuyao entered the house with his front foot and just closed the door, and the door of the back foot was pushed open, Long Jiuyao looked back and saw that it was Bigan.

"I've seen Uncle Huang. Long Jiuyao bowed his hand respectfully and asked, "I don't know what happened to you so late, Uncle Huang?"

Bigan casually found a chair and sat down, and asked, "Master, are you drinking?"

"Hahaha! Brother Huang Feihu and I hit it off at first sight and had a drink. Uncle Huang, you came today to tell me about Xuanyuan Tomb and the king, right?" Long Jiuyao didn't drink much, his mind was relatively clear, and he could probably guess what he was doing in his heart.

"Hehe, Huang Feihu is indeed a good talent!" Bigan continued to boast: "Master, you are also a rare talent in a hundred years! ”

"Master rest assured, when our Shang Kingdom rises in the future, there will definitely be a place for you in Chaoge City!"

Long Jiuyao smiled and nodded, polite words, just listen to it.

"I am dissatisfied with the emperor's uncle, I know astronomy and geography, I have been a diviner for the emperor's uncle, and in the near future, there will be a catastrophe to befall the emperor's uncle!"

Long Jiuyao's face was solemn, even more solemn than when Gan Wenyan said: "When Ji Chang was not dead, Jiang Ziya once came to my mansion and said that my face was blue, and there would be a big disaster in the future. ”

"Jiang Ziya is a person who is anti-business, so I naturally disdain his words, but since today, Mage, you also said that I am about to face a catastrophe, I am afraid that it will really happen or happen!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me here, I can naturally turn evil into good fortune for you, Uncle Huang. Long Jiuyao leaned in Bigan's ear and began to warn him about the way to save his life.

There is no way to save his life, Long Jiuyao just told him a story about Daji wanting to dig out his heart, which was told according to the original work of the Romance of the Gods.

Although the current plot is a little different from the original book, it doesn't matter, with Long Jiuyao, he can make the plot the same as the original book.

Not long after Bigan left, Long Jiuyao called Daji to his house.

"Oh, little brother, why did you call me over? Do you miss someone?" Daji returned to his former bewitching appearance, sitting beside Long Jiuyao, constantly rubbing his body with his chest.

"Ahem...... Pay attention to your image. Long Jiuyao pushed her aside: "I thought of a way for you to kill Bigan, I don't know if you can listen to it?"

Daji came to his senses when he heard this, and his eyes lit up and asked, "What do you have a good idea, let's hear it!"

"You ...... like this" Long Jiuyao leaned into Daji's ear, turned the plot of the original Fengshen Gang into a plan, and told Daji word for word.

That night, Daji fell headlong in front of the king, his face pale, and he was sweating profusely.

"Beauty, how are you, beauty!" the king stepped forward to support Daji, and shouted anxiously: "Come on, the imperial doctor, pass the imperial doctor!"

At this time, a woman with a beautiful figure and a slightly inferior appearance walked in from outside the door.

Pheasant essence Hu Ximei, Daji's friend, has been out looking for news of Long Jiuyao before. Later, as Long Jiuyao's cultivation became higher and higher, and his whereabouts were erratic, Hu Ximei returned to Chaoge City, and the jade pipa spirit was secretly watching Chaoge City's every move.

As the saying goes, the flowers at home are never as fragrant as the wild flowers outside, and the king of the world is tired of seeing Daji every day, and when he sees Hu Ximei at this time, he feels that she has a different kind of beauty!

"You...... Where did the beauty come from?" asked the king with a smile on his face.

Women, they all have jealousy in their hearts, Hu Ximei saw King Su like this, and immediately wanted to take Daji's position and become King Zhou's concubine.

"Back to the king, I ...... little girl"

"Big ...... My ......, my king, I want to die......" Daji interrupted Hu Ximei's words in time, successfully attracting the attention of the king.

"Beauty, you don't want to die, beauty! I can't live without you!"

Hu Ximei lowered her face and said indifferently and quickly: "Don't worry, the king, although Daji Niangniang is seriously ill, she is still saved, it depends on whether you can give up your money." ”

The king said magnificently: "As long as you can save the beauty, even if you scatter the treasures of the Shang Kingdom!"

Hu Ximei didn't have the slightest expression on her face, as if she was reading lines, she said: "Don't worry, no one wants your money, and things that can cure Daji's mother's illness can't be bought with money!"

"Oh, there's something money can't buy, tell me. ”

"If you want to cure Niangniang's illness, you must use one heart and seven exquisite hearts!"