There is no phase in the sky, but the domineering posture of fighting the sky is still shocking.

Although this phantom was only fleeting, it was enough for everyone in the audience to see it.

At this moment, even the equally confused barbarian king was completely stunned.

The foreigners don't know, but he is the king of the barbarians, how can he not remember that figure?

In addition to worshipping the fire god Zhurong, their barbarians also worship the ancient god of war.

If he had hesitated before, then from the moment the Xingtian Phantom appeared, he had completely realized!

The original puzzled eyes were already hung with the same fanaticism.

Fortunately, they are a group of barbarians, and they don't know if Yin Hong is still Jiufeng's cheap nephew.

Otherwise, a kneeling lick is indispensable.

After all, Jiufeng's seniority in the Wu Clan was much greater than that of Xingtian, and it was second only to the existence of the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

And what their barbarians believe in is the ancient witch clan.

It can be said that these barbarians are all witch fans.

They yearn for the fierce battles of the Wu Clan, the bloody territory of the Wu Clan, and the unrestrained and fearful spirit of the Wu people!

In their opinion, the concept of the Wu people and their barbarian spirit are completely identical.

To put it simply: man, if you don't accept it, do it!

If you can do it, why do you want that thing in your brain~

Now with the participation of the barbarian king, the scene has become more and more uncontrollable.

I saw that the barbarian king's big hand gently pressed the little barbarian girl's head, took the lead in bending his legs, and knelt down directly in the direction of Yin Hong.

He even said to the little barbarian girl: "Good, girl, hurry, pay homage to the god of war!" ”

At this moment, the little barbarian's eyes did not resist, there was no dissatisfaction.

Even looking at Yin Hong's eyes, they were full of admiration.

Without the slightest pause, he knocked down excitedly.

His mouth was even more excited to the barbarian king.

"Daddy, Ah Nu's little husband is the god of war, the god of war!"

"Hee-hee, God of War! In this way, isn't the future Ah Nu the Lady of the God of War? ”

The little barbarian girl shouted vigorously, but the barbarian king was frightened, and he hurriedly reached out and covered the little barbarian girl's mouth.

"Don't talk nonsense, the god of war is also something that you, Nizi, can worry about?"

"Hmm Even if you can't be a lady, then you can be a concubine, and if a concubine can't be a maid, anyway, the girl just wants to rely on him! Hum! ”

At this time, the barbarian king was directly stunned by this little barbarian girl.

But then I thought about it again, yes, if I can be a wife to the god of war, then isn't I the smoke coming from the grave of my ancestors?

The worst, even if it's just to be a maid, that's very face-saving.

Thinking like this, the barbarian king's brain immediately came alive.

If you say anything, you have to send your own Nizi to Yin Hong.

Now that both of them are still young, what if they are everywhere, do they really have feelings?

Besides, as far as his own temper is concerned, even if he doesn't agree, I'm afraid that he won't be able to resist it in the end, rather than making the father and daughter hurt and angry, it's better to simply throw it to the side of the future god of war and give it a fight.

Anyway, it's still small, and it will take time, and maybe the changes will catch up with the plan.

After settling his mind, when the barbarian king turned his head to look like the king again, his face was already full of speechless smiles.

This is obviously a public highway.

The barbarian king doesn't have a good brain, but he's not stupid, he can see everything clearly before, which is the king of the barbarian being cuckolded?

This is obviously the father training his son, look at his own oolong.

But he is also sure that with his identity as a barbarian king, as long as he is sincere to the end, he doesn't believe that the king is not moved!

Even if you smash the pot and sell iron, you have to level this public highway line.

Seeing that his voice was getting higher and higher, Yin Hong's heart was getting more and more cold.

The little eyes glanced at the king slightly, full of resentment.

[My mother, you stupid father, they are, why don't you join in the fun. 】

[Master, I'm afraid it's a late season. 】

Just because of the mighty Tianlong just now, all the civil and military officials were already shocked by Yin Hong.

Even the group of civil servants who didn't understand martial arts were completely convinced.

Seeing this, Bigan hurriedly walked up to the king of Xu, knelt down with excitement on his face, and then suggested in that high-pitched voice.

"King! I am towards Prince Yin Hong, and I took His Majesty to conquer the North Sea, and now I am in the south of the barbarian! Such a young man, such a meritorious service, it is really the luck of my Shang Tang, the blessing of the people, I hope that the king can be promoted exceptionally and canonized the second highness as the first god of war of my Great Shang Dynasty! By the way, he was established as the crown prince and prince, in order to deter Xiaoxiao and inspire the people of the world. ”

"Huh? What the heck! When Yin Hong, who was far away, heard this, he was directly frightened and fell from the air.

Even the pain on his body didn't care about it, so he quickly ran in the direction of the king.

Running all the way and shouting all the way, "Father! Cannot! Don't listen to the prime minister's nonsense! ”

The king was not in a hurry, he was waiting to smile, he looked at Yin Hong quietly, and ran towards him with a sigh of relief.

He wanted to hear what this kid had to say, after all, the matter was very important, and the matter of appointing the crown prince had to be agreed by the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

In a moment, Yin Hong was already panting and kneeling in front of the king.

"Father, since ancient times, you can't follow the foolishness. And what kind of god of war is even more nonsense. Erchen is just a small child, how can he dare to be named the god of war. Our Great Shang Dynasty, there is Taishi Wen Taishi outside, and there is King Wucheng of Zhenguo inside, so it is not the turn of the ministers to be the god of war. Even if you put aside these two fathers, don't you still have your father? You can have the appearance of the nine heavens of the phoenix, this is the posture of the god of war. Not only did he cut nine babies in a battle on Changyang Mountain, but he also fought the crane demon on the bank of the fierce water river, which is called the god of war. ”

After a hurried and panicked shot, he said to the group of civil and military officials: "Do you know who Jiuying is?" Ancient trolls, do trolls understand? One of the top ten demon generals, leading the existence of thousands of demon clans. Such a person, look, my father beat him! Cow is not cow! ”

"Also, do you know what the crane demon is? Three heads, several zhang high, cultivated to a big level higher than my father, but he was suppressed by my father! I just ask you, are you convinced? ”

Yin Hong's left sentence is not bullish, and the right sentence is not convinced, and even keeps raising the strength of the opponent to set off the king's domineering spirit.

This made the king of Xuan couldn't help but straighten his chest slightly, and naturally stood up in front of the Manchu Dynasty civil and military.

Properly enjoy it, after all, Yin Hong's sycophant slap is extremely comfortable in his heart.

Others are bragging, but this kid is adding oil and vinegar, and the truth is in the false, and the false is true.

It sounds like it's really cowhideous.

Yin Hong looked at the appearance of the King of Xu, and his heart was very happy.

Hurriedly got up, pointed to a group of civil and military personnel, and shouted and asked, "My father is on top, can he bear the name of the god of war?" I am a yellow-mouthed child, how can I compare with my father? Isn't that a firefly to the bright moon, and a mayfly shaking the tree! ”