"Eh!" saw Dipu yelling into the street, and the shopkeeper hurriedly trotted out of the counter, he seemed to understand Dipp's approach. The shopkeeper has a lot of experience, and Dipu's little scoundrel's performance is particularly in place, so the shopkeeper misunderstood, and he really regarded Dipu as the kind of scoundrel who came to blackmail.

And that kind of scoundrel, they often take some "contraband" to extort major stores. In fact, if it is an ordinary little hooligan, this shopkeeper is not afraid, because the sheriff in charge of this place has already been in place. Even the owner behind this pawnshop also has a very good background. But now? There is actually a "man in the royal family", so who dares to care? To put it mildly, it is suspected that Dipu is a fake, and no one dares to verify it.

Of course, if Dip was indeed impersonating, then he should quickly choose a way to die quickly! But on the other hand, this is not the right of the treasurer or any sheriff. Therefore the shopkeeper would rather believe in what he has than what he does not.

However, believing does not solve any problems, the key is to respectfully send away the "plague god" of Dipu. If it's an ordinary scoundrel, it's a small amount of money to get rid of it. But Dipu is a "royal scoundrel"? So this time, the shopkeeper is in trouble.

Therefore, sometimes smart people think about problems and think about complexities. Suppose that if the shopkeeper really took out a little money and said a few kind words, then Dipu would definitely take advantage of that small advantage, and he would not have any discipline in the first place.

But after the shopkeeper pondered it, he felt that the drunkard did not mean to drink. Surely not, is a member of the royal family going for a few small sums of money? So what is Dipu here for? Is he deliberately trying to trouble the boss? So it is not a question of small money at all, but a matter of the life and death of the pawnshop. Look at it, one coat can cause so many things.

So the shopkeeper made a decision. While motioning to the other guys in the store to hurry up and find the boss, he knelt down in front of Dipu with a "poof": "Master, we are from Viscount Haba's house here." If you have anything to say, just say it. My family will definitely give you face. Okay, spare the little ones! spare the small ones!"

Finding that the shopkeeper suddenly knelt down and kowtowed, Dipu was stunned, and he was a little confused: "What kind of trouble is this? What is Viscount Haba? What about the pug? Master, I just want to be a coat?"

However, the shopkeeper's "bitter meat trick" really worked. Dipu is a man who eats soft rather than hard, so the shopkeeper kowtows and begs bitterly. He couldn't pull it off anymore.

Dipp, of course, didn't know that there were so many stories behind the cloak. So when he left the pawnshop in a gloomy manner, he kept cursing in his heart. He was already completely confused: "No wonder the demons are born to thunder and split, look, they even open a pawnshop is a psychopath! Labor and management are ready to run naked, and paralysis doesn't give a chance......"

However, no matter how cool the scolding is, the problem is still not solved. Dipu descended the steps of the pawnshop in despair. Suddenly, he saw the two trackers pretending to be passers-by around the corner, his eyes lit up, and then he sneered in his heart. Walk in their direction......

At this time, the Demon Emperor Dia the Great was discussing something with His Holiness Haring. And the "Venerable" in the demon clan is the holy magician of the Yuansheng Continent. Although the demon clan is generally a dual cultivator of demon and martial arts, it is very rare for a holy magician to be rare. And Venerable Harlem was a teacher and friend of Emperor Dia, and their friendship was very deep, so after discussing state affairs, the two sat down and began to chat.

"Your Majesty, are you okay these days?" Haring asked. Although Emperor Dia's prestige among the demons is extremely high, his health has not been very good. Or rather, pretty bad.

"It's okay!" said Emperor Dia with a wry laugh. "Maybe that's the royal fate. The emperors before me were all under sixty. I just want to return to the Holy Land with the Holy Clan in my lifetime. It can also comfort the previous emperors. ”

Just like humans, if the level of the demons increases, the lifespan will be extended accordingly. And as the Demon Emperor, although he does not force his force to dominate the world. But it's never too low. Therefore, the "sixty years old" in the mouth of Emperor Dia the Great is definitely an untimely death.

Finding that the scene was a little sentimental, Venerable Harlem hurriedly changed the topic: "Before you know it, Ji Li has grown up. You should also find a good husband for her. ”

"Huh. At the mention of his daughter, Emperor Dia smiled knowingly. "It's like a child. It's not enough to raise those small animals, but I actually picked up someone to raise them a few days ago. So in a few days, I want her to lead the troops to fight the Ice Flame River. ......When she returns, let Mia care. ”

"Huh?" Harlem was rather surprised, "Let this kid go to Gilly?"

"That's right!" Emperor Dia nodded with a smile, "The people of the royal family, regardless of men, women, and children, should take on this responsibility!"

"But is it too early?" said Venerable Haring, still trying to admonish, "wait a few years, besides, the holy war is about to begin, and we can return to the rich Holy Land." There's no need for a sinister place like the Ice Flame River, right? It will only consume the strength of our Holy Clan. ”

Emperor Dia shook his head with a smile: "Before you win, you need to lose first." Caution has to be taken. It's not so easy to fight against the untouchables who steal the Holy Land. ”

"Isn't it easy to fight? Isn't there the one who guides the saints? The Holy Spirit is above, can we have God's inspiration?"

Emperor Dia explained with a smile, "Those of us who make decisions can't pin the fate of the entire Holy Race on a certain saint. And the untouchables in the Holy Land, the Verona Empire alone, have a population of more than one billion, plus the untouchables and elves, orcs, barbarians, etc. in other countries, the population is billions. And what about our holy clans? Even if you count the miscellaneous and fierce races, there are only more than 180 million people, which is less than a fraction of them. And the population of our Yuan clan is only more than 6 million. Although there is more than civil strife on the side of the Noble Clan, although the individual strength of our Holy Clan is much stronger. But it can't be consumed at all. Therefore, my ambition is actually not big, as long as I can gain a foothold in the Holy Land, and create a new living space for our Holy Clan. I never thought of exterminating the Dalits entirely, nor did I want to dominate the Holy Land. As for the future, it depends on the efforts of future generations. Therefore, we must make preparations with two hands, one hand is ready to attack the holy land, and the other hand is to continue the previous national policy and open up a new living space here. Otherwise, if there is a turmoil, there may be a danger of extinction. (To be continued.) )