The grass on the wall, the centrists, etc. are not so easy to be, and they may not be offended by both sides, and they are more likely to be caught in the middle of a dilemma, embarrassing dilemma.

For example, Philip, he has a really good relationship with Donne, although he has no lifelong friendship, it seems to be more like a friend of wine and meat. But even if the friends of wine and meat develop to a certain point, the friendship will always remain the same. Whether it was the first negotiation with the Gray Army, or on the issue of Allen, etc., he and Tang En owed each other and gave each other, far more than the ordinary wine and meat friends, and the cooperative relationship was very good.

But now Don is leading people to block his grandfather, and his grandfather is also going to take Don and Josia and the others to the pot. It can be said that neither side is a good product. As a result, after the battle, Don narrowly escaped his life, and his grandfather was dying......

How does this make Philip, who is caught between friendship and family affection, deal with himself?

After thinking about it, the only way to do it is to fight hard with Don with his fists!

Of course, it can't be beaten, but the result is not important, what matters is the process and the meaning that this process represents - he Philip has tried his best, and he has also taken revenge, and he has done everything he can to find some ground for his grandfather. In this way, it can be regarded as a satisfactory explanation for yourself......

Alan knew this very well, so when he saw Philip and Don En rolling on the ground like a brawl, he did not panic and persuade him, but calmly closed the door, moved the tables and chairs around him, and poured two cups of tea. Finally, take out a medicine kit from the back room......

When Alan finished this qiē unhurriedly, this battle that was more meaningful than the scene came to an end.

"Whew...... Whoosh...... Say yes...... Hiss...... Said that he would not slap his face......"

"Hehe, so you remember. Then why did someone punch me right in the face? "Compared to Philip, who was lying on his back on the floor and gasping for breath. Done's image is much better. Tidy up the messy clothes. Sit back at the table and take a sip of tea. Immediately, the corners of his mouth grinned, and his mood was not very good.

It's a shame that I was hit by this product......

Tang En's strength is undoubtedly several times stronger than Philip, even if both sides do not use fighting spirit and blood energy, with fists and feet alone, Tang En can throw Philip eight streets. It's just that this guy is too thief. When I came up, I hugged and wrestled. Tang En didn't notice it for a while, and was greatly impacted by the news that Wu Ding was dying, and he was stunned, and he was successfully attacked by this product a few times...... Cha!

"You too...... You're embarrassed, hiss...... I mean, you can't punch me in the face......"

The words were intermittent, but of course Tang En could understand the meaning, and pouted: "How fresh, your grandfather's strength is much higher than mine, and I haven't seen his subordinates show mercy." Damn, you almost didn't sever me into the sea with a sword!"

"Don't talk about it...... Tap, tap. "Seeing that Don didn't need to take care ......of him, Alan naturally went to help Philip. The trauma potion rubbed the latter's panda's eye sockets, and a series of screams suddenly rang out in the room, "Don't apply it, don't apply it...... Good thing I was prepared......"

As he spoke, Philip took out a scroll from his arms, and without looking at it, he just crushed it. In an instant, a holy and soft light filled the room, enveloping Philip's body.

Light Healing Scroll, or Premium Goods...... Don had such a good eyesight that he recognized it in an instant. The corners of his eyes twitched, knowing that this product was really prepared. Just waiting for him to come and fight, and then heal his external injuries, but he didn't suffer at all. In contrast,

Tang En rubbed the corners of his pale green mouth, and he was even more depressed, and said angrily: "Say, what are you looking for me?"

"Not busy. I'll ask you a question first...... "The panda's eyes faded...... Philip poured out the tea, spit out the tea foam, and put down the teacup heavily. Immediately, he leaned forward and stared at Tang En viciously, as if he was looking at a big enemy who hated to take his wife, "The mysterious barbarian commander of the Northern Wilderness tribe is now in your gray-clothed army......

"Yes, I brought it. "So far, there is no need to hide Lansha's existence, and it cannot be concealed. Don simply nodded in acknowledgement, and smiled heartily, "Haha, isn't it shocking? As far as I know, you Bran army has eaten a lot of deflated ...... in her hands recently."

Interrupted with a strong wave of his hand, "Who asked you this--I heard that the mysterious barbarian commander is a woman, very young, still beautiful, and with a great body?"

"Huh?"

"Your mother!" Don was stunned for a moment, undoubtedly giving Philip the answer, his handsome face was instantly distorted by grief, remorse, and other complicated expressions, his hands reached out and pinched Donn's neck, roaring furiously, "I fought with you-Donne! You ruined my fame in a war, ruined my thousand-year-old glory-"

"Nima! What a mess......

Before he caught Donn, Philip slapped the table with a shocking sound, crying and grabbing the ground, crying and crying: "It's too late! It's so late to start - if I had met Josia first, there would have been no Grey Army, there would have been no Bran in the predicament I have now, I would be the hero of the empire - if I knew that the mysterious barbarian commander was such a strange woman, I would have ended the millennium of war between Bran and the Northern Wilderness, and peacefully unified the continent." The golden name of my Philip will surely remain in the annals of history—"

Quiescence!

Half opened his mouth, Don was dumbfounded, and Alan was dumbfounded. At this moment, they felt that Philip, the flower wolf in the imperial capital, was so reasonable, and they were speechless......

......

Powerful logic!

Although this seems to be more like a farce, if Don En hadn't crossed over to this other world, then with the title of Philip, the imperial capital flower wolf, and countless tricks. It has to be said that these fantasies ...... Well, there seems to be a slight chance of success.

At that time, Philip will really be the first person in the ages, even more powerful than his grandfather, the sword god Wooding.

Special pickle girls can bubble up a world peace, what kind of legend will this kind of fierce existence be a legend that shocks the past and the present......

Well, the above is just fantasy. Now that Don is here, Josia is her wife, and Lansha has hidden feelings for him, and there is no point in saying this.

But then, it wasn't Don who put an end to Philip's farce. Although when the latter came to his senses, he was gearing up to teach him a lesson, and then beat his handsome face into a pig's head...... But at this moment. There was a knock at the door.

"It's ......" watched Alan open the door. Seven or eight old men in Chinese costumes walked in one after another. Tang En couldn't help but be stunned and asked. After the former came in, he saw Philip slumped on the wooden chair heartbroken, pouring tea as if pouring wine, cup after cup, a handful of snot and tears, and he was also stunned, "What's the matter? ”

"Let me introduce you. Instantly collect your expression. Philip spread his hands weakly, looked at Don and said, "I'm the one who leads the way, this time it's not me looking for you, it's these MPs looking for you...... Ladies and gentlemen, don't you want to talk to the Grey Army? Then talk to him first, and he can talk about anything. His name was Donne, and he was the man of Josia, the leader of the Gray Army...... 'Huh, a pair of dog men and women'......"

Of course, the latter sentence of self-defeating and resentful woman's full of flavor is said in confidence. Otherwise, Don would have beaten him to death......

"Hello. Lord Donn. We are ......" After listening to Philip's introduction, he determined Donne's identity as the master. The spirits of these old men in gorgeous clothes suddenly lifted. They had been waiting like this for a long time, and if it weren't for the precarious situation in Bran, how could a luxurious negotiating team formed in their capacity be waiting for a rebel mob here.

However, before the old man's words fell, Tang En directly waved his hand to interrupt, "It doesn't matter who you are. Turning his head to look at Philip, he said indifferently, "I'll throw them out now, don't you mind?"

What are you kidding, you say that you will negotiate? Don't look at who has the initiative now! Anyone can start a war, but if you want to stop it, when you want to stop, the victor has the final say!

"Uh......"

"Presumptuous!"

"Junior, even if you are from a poor background and have never seen the world, you should know how to be polite!"

"Bold! you-what do you want to do? I warn you, ah-"

Bang bang bang...... Bang!

got up, raised his feet and kicked wildly, the figure flew over, and a series of banging sounds sounded in the corridor outside the door, and a human tower was built in an instant. Immediately, the door slammed shut, the sound insulation was good, and the screaming and groaning disappeared in an instant, and it was done!

Clapping his palms, as if dusting off insignificant dust, Don sat back at the table, looked at the stunned Philip and Allen, and spread his hands innocently: "They all said that they were going to throw them out, but they couldn't understand people's words, do you think it's strange?"

"No need...... After a pause, Philip smiled bitterly, "They are all members of the Second Prince's faction, and they are very sincere, otherwise I would not have taken this errand." ”

Of course, Don didn't care about any councillors, let alone any imperial power struggle, but just looked at Philip and asked, "Do you know what they want to talk about?"

"Well, I guess I know. ”

Tang En spread his hands: "Isn't that enough, why are so many people coming, scaring me?"

Philip was speechless, looked at Don En and shook his head and sighed, "I really can't hide it from you." Well, how do you see that I can call the shots in this negotiation?"

"It's not like it's too much. Tang En shook his fingers, squinted his eyes and chuckled, "It's very simple, as long as the sword god doesn't breathe, these dishes can also make you lead the way?" Besides, although you are unreliable, this so-called negotiation is at most just to convey an intention, not so important." It's more than enough for you to call the shots, so why do you need these old guys to clamor for the scene. ”

After a pause, he leaned back on the wooden chair, "Say, how do you want to play this time?"

"Tsk, with this mind alone, Wenslin shouldn't have believed that you would die so lightly. Smacking his lips and exhaling with emotion, Philip straightened up slightly, "Okay, since you've seen through it, let's talk about it openly." By the way, this time it really wasn't what my grandfather meant. He's really not good now...... Don't get me wrong, I don't blame you, at least not hate. Let's be honest, in fact, my grandfather's body has been deteriorating and aging over the years. Especially after returning from the north last year, I was afraid of the cold, and it was almost the time when the lamp ran out......"

Turning the teacup in his hand, Philip said slowly, "At this time, I can have a happy battle with my lifelong opponent, Bamutu, the strongest man in the Northern Wilderness." Even if he didn't win, his old man's heart was enough to comfort and he was happy. I can see that, so ...... Don, my grandfather didn't complain about you. ”

Stunned, he nodded. At this time, Tang En finally understood why Wu Ding on the river was fighting to the death, and he had to fight them to the death. The reason is not that he miscalculated, nor that Woodin does not care about the safety of the Bran Empire. It's just that because his time is really running out......

On the side, Alan was also stunned when he heard this, the meaning of Woodin to the Bran Empire, Tang En, an outsider, may not feel it so deeply, but they are natives of Bran, but they are different. Wooding is not as simple as a sword god, not even the so-called strongest person in the continent, but only because of his identity as the patron saint of Bran!

It is no exaggeration to say that when Woodin fell, Bran also collapsed half of the sky. And with the current situation, the period of destruction can be seen......

"Well, let's not talk about that. If you have time, take the time to visit my grandfather, and I can see that he has something to say to you. Philip shook his head, as if to put aside the distractions in his mind, and said, "This time I came here mainly because of the royal court, and they want to do their best to calm the chaos in the country. So put forward a plan, which is to carve out an area in the north for the gray army. In this area, the Greys can do whatever they want. This was nominally administered by the Daebrain Empire, which amounted to a vassal fiefdom. The two sides can sign an agreement not to attack each other for more than ten or hundreds of years......"

Hearing this, Alan was completely dumbfounded. Attached fiefdoms, you can do whatever you want...... What kind of concept is this? Isn't this just a small country in the country? The Gray-Coated Army actually succeeded, and really fought until the Bran Empire was succumbed, and even ceded the land and ruled it?!

Tang En was not excited, on the contrary, he picked up the teacup very casually: "Sounds good." Well, why don't you talk about how big that area is?"

After a pause, Philip blinked: "Five cities?"

"Heh......" Donn smiled, smiling and mocking. Instead of commenting on the range, he raised his finger and pointed out the door, "They should be glad they didn't talk to me themselves, otherwise it wouldn't have been kicked out of the door - I would have kicked them into the grave one by one!"

"Uh...... Don't get excited, negotiate. Hehe, some talk, some talk......" Philip smiled awkwardly, "Then tell me, how much territory do you want?"

"Not much, one place is enough!" Donn cocked his straight index finger and squinted and smiled like a fox, "Like, that place called Bran." ”

"Heh......" Philip also smiled, his smile ridiculous, "I want to make the decision and agree, but the key is that you gray army can defeat it?"

"Don't get excited, negotiate. Some talk, some talk about ......" Don pretended to pat Philip on the shoulder, first returned the original words, and then smiled, "Then let's do it, who will make us have a good relationship and give you face." How about the North give it to us?"

Philip couldn't pretend anymore, and gritted his teeth as he propped up the table: "You're kidding me!"

"No! You're the one who teased me first......"

............ (To be continued......)