At the Ninefold Celestial Empire meeting.

As soon as the minister quarreled, he almost made a move. On the other hand, Feng Xinyao, who was sitting on the throne, was calm and calm, and his left index finger tapped on the armrest next to the chair, allowing the minister to quarrel like a monkey, like a playmaker.

Lin An and the general glanced at Feng Xinyao and coughed lightly, and the court meeting was suddenly silent.

"What kind of system is it to argue in front of the emperor. Lin'an pretended to be serious.

"The ministers know their mistakes!" the ministers knelt down in unison.

"I've had a dispute, but what is the result. Feng Xinyao asked.

The minister was silent.

"Don't speak. General, you talk about it. ”

The general in golden armor didn't expect Feng Xinyao to order him at all, and his expression was a little dazed.

"I can only fight wars and don't understand political affairs, so ask the Heavenly Monarch. The general pretended to be easy and led the troubled waters to Lin'an.

He is not stupid, and as soon as the news of Mrs. Maku's death came out, the demon world proposed to join the alliance from the new one. The demon world clearly wants to sit on the ground and raise the price.

Madame Maku seems to be mysterious, and her identity is like a mirror in everyone's hearts. There are risks in liking or disagreeing, and at this time, it is best for him to watch the fire from the other side so as not to catch fire.

Everyone looked at Lin'an.

"The new funeral of the emperor and queen is a major event in my god realm, and Your Majesty might as well use this to restore the demon realm. "Lin'an Road.

The death of Mrs. Maku, the demon world, can sit on the ground and raise the price, and at the same time, they have also lost their biggest help. Before using this funeral to test the attitude of the demon world, it was also a test of the attitude of the curtain Yu.

Lin'an's words left the main battle faction speechless.

Chonghua Palace

Holding the alliance book of the two worlds of gods and demons thousands of years ago, I sighed in my heart that the demon ancestor was really a strange woman, and between the lines of this alliance book, the god world did not take half of the advantage, but the demon world took a lot of advantage. This is unique in the era of emperors, who are already known for their iron and blood.

Feng Xinyao has a clear attitude, and in terms of the relationship with the demon world, the god realm has been operating for many years, and he must not give up.

Lin An also understood in his heart that once the wind direction of the demon world changed, the Six Realms would change the sky.

Originally, Lin An had a good plan, but he refused to do the funeral even if Mu Yu died, and the demon world took advantage of this to make trouble, and the god world just wanted to find an excuse and would not be able to make an alliance.

Soon, he will be an envoy to the demon world, how to defeat the demon world in the negotiation, and not let the demon world sit on the ground, the price is not the same, the two are easy to do. The alliance book in his hand is already a low price given by Feng Xinyao, and the current situation in the demon world is probably more than what is said in the alliance book.

Divine Realm Emperor Mausoleum

Feng Xinyao knelt in front of Feng Weixi's spiritual seat and pondered.

"The emperor is newly mourned," Feng Xinyao chuckled. "When did the majesty of the curtain overshadow the ancestors? Feng Xinyao's words were not said to Chu Die, but to Feng Weixi, who said it on the spiritual seat.

"Didn't you see that once you were involved in the ministers, you were really far-sighted and arranged it early, otherwise this divine realm would have been out of the name of the wind a long time ago. Her eyes were cold, and there was no trace of ancestral affection in her words, and there was even ridicule.

Feng Xinyao secretly recited the incantation, and countless rays of light gathered in his palm, slowly turning into a stone flower.

"Do what you planned. Feng Xinyao handed the stone flower to Chu Die.

Nanwei

The maid ran into Jingshu's room in a panic and whispered a few words in her ear.

Jingshu's face gradually changed, and she crushed the wooden comb in her hand angrily. "Absolutely not. ”

The maid fell to her knees in fright.

Jing Shu glanced at the broken wooden comb and quickly calmed down. "What about the thirteenth brother?"

"The thirteen princes received the king's order and were grounded in the micro garden. The maid spoke cautiously, for fear of upsetting Jingshu.