"What's more, apart from the barbarians, Bengong can't find a reliable ally for the time being!haha......"

"That's true, you're honest!"

The Demon Queen replied softly in an uncertain voice, and continued: "What this palace wants to remind you is that countless human races have a deep blood feud with the barbarians, and you rely on the barbarians, which will more or less affect your reputation and prestige, and lose many human supporters!"

Wu Xin shrugged his shoulders and replied indifferently: "Justice is at ease in the hearts of the people, after a long time, they will finally understand! Seriously, it seems that the reputation of the Demon Gate is not much better than that of the barbarians, and it may be more smelly." After all, there are not many barbarians active in the world!"

The Demon Queen and the others didn't care about Wu Xin's statement, this was a fact, and they knew it themselves.

After a while, the Demon Queen said slowly: "It seems that you want to be a ...... in addition to the deterrence of force. A leader with a good reputation, the possibility is not high! This palace really has to think about it!"

Wu Xin was silent, no and could not refute.

I have gone all the way, there has been countless bloodshed, and I have offended many people, and now I want to develop and grow, racking my brains, and the forces that may be attracted are only the Demon Gate and the Barbarians, all of whom are in several camps with a poor reputation.

"Is he really suitable to be the big devil?" Wu Xin muttered to himself with some self-deprecation.

Speaking of this topic, Wu Xin thought about it, and others naturally thought too much, and the atmosphere couldn't help but be a little dull and depressing, after all, if you have a choice, no one likes to be infamous.

"Does the palace master plan to stay in the Wuguo Mansion until he thinks about it clearly?" After seeing the demon, he had no intention of saying goodbye and leaving, and Wu Xin couldn't help but remind, which can be regarded as a euphemistic thank-you.

"Do you want to occupy the eastern capital and take the opportunity to raise troops?"

The demon queen who was thinking about the drama turned around, ignored Wu Xin's reminder, looked at Wu Xin with clear eyes and asked.

"Huh...... The palace master really thinks that this prince really doesn't have any thoughts about Dongdu. As I said before, I do everything. Just seeking self-preservation, how can the Great Sui be easily shaken by the power of the Great Sui?"

Wu Xin was stunned, this idea had indeed been born before, and he pretended to laugh casually on the surface.

"If you don't think about it, why do you want to win over the barbarians and my holy gate?" asked the demon queen in obvious disbelief.

"Self-preservation!"

Wu Xin emphasized again rather impatiently, and continued: "At a certain level, there must be a corresponding level of strength, power, network, and influence, which is a kind of deterrence and influence. It is also a method of self-preservation. Otherwise, it is easy to be used to make an example of chickens and monkeys, such as Princess Eying?!"

The Demon Queen's eyes narrowed and she was silent, making Wu Xin wonder if she was Yuwen Eying.

After a while, he suddenly asked, "If you marry Yingying, this palace can agree." Of course, if what you said before is true!"

"Wife?" Wu Xin was stunned and stared at the demon queen in surprise. He looked at Yingying again.

"Master......" Yingying flashed a hint of shyness, but she didn't know whether to refuse or shouted coquettishly.

Wu Xin hesitated, and responded directly: "This is a fair wife, and the eldest grandson is innocent." It has been set, no one, anything, can change, this is a man's promise!"

The Demon Queen ignored Yingying. His face sank, and he was quite displeased: "Don't know what to do, this palace is looking up to you for raising this matter." Since ancient times. The mother of the nation of all dynasties is basically a member of my Holy Gate!"

"Mother of the Nation...... Then when this prince may reign in the world, he will not have such great ambitions for the time being!"

Wu Xin pretended to be puzzled and shook his head in response, and continued: "My father has said it many times, I don't want to emphasize it anymore!"

As he spoke, Wu Xin's heart was quite throbbing.

As a demon queen, it's not like a person who talks nonsense, which is also too shocking.

In this way, Wu Xin can verify that now Empress Xiao of the Great Sui Empire is also a member of the Demon Gate!

"Humph!"

The Demon Queen snorted angrily and coldly, and said no more: "Let's go!"

When the words fell, they didn't even say goodbye, they turned around and left, Yingying, Gan Yayun and others hurriedly followed, each making a look of resentment and resentment.

In fact, the Demon Queen and the others also knew that Wu Guogong really couldn't find a reliable and powerful camp as a helper except for the Demon Gate and the barbarians. Before, they promised before the barbarians agreed, and they could discuss more interests, but now it is too late!

Wu Guogong has the support of the barbarians, whether the demon gate supports Wu Guogong or not, naturally the importance is greatly reduced!

"Go slowly! Don't send it! Beware seriously!"

Wu Xin didn't get up either, and still greeted in a brisk tone.

As long as the Demon Queen is not dead, Wu Xin is really not afraid that the Demon Gate will not agree. Because Yang Xuangan, the proud son of the sky who has the "emperor's qi" chosen by this generation of the Demon Gate, there is no hope left, and the rest of the proud sons of the sky, except for the little ghost emperor Li Chuze, Wu Xin really can't think of any outstanding male representatives of the Demon Gate.

When Yang Xuangan is completely defeated, or even dead, the Demon Gate still has the idea of dominating the world, who else can he choose besides Wuxin?!

To put it bluntly, Wu Xin's suggestion is a matter of combining and benefiting both, and scattering is harmful, and people who are not extreme will not refuse.

It's just that Wu Xin's request is a little too much, as long as he is subordinate, he does not accept equal allies.

......

Wuguo Mansion, backyard.

After setting up a banquet for Wei Chigong, General Sun Yuan, Zhou Faming and others, Wu Xin returned to the backyard.

After resting for a while, Wu Xin took out an ancient book ...... "Golden Emperor"!

Since the end of the battle in the Eastern Capital, the rebels outside the city have basically withdrawn, and Wu Xin has just begun to study the "Golden Emperor Canon", which is already extremely patient, which is also a kind of exercise of mood and will.

"Golden Emperor Canon", the ancient barbarian emperor clan, the inheritance of the emperor clan, and the treasure book of the Zhen clan, are the real divine scriptures cultivated by the gods, rather than the world's unworthy divine skills, magic scriptures, Taoist scriptures and other exercises.

With the grade of the "Golden Emperor's Canon", Wu Xin knew very well that the "Martial God Heart Sutra" would definitely not be able to be swallowed, and he could only rely entirely on his own comprehension, qualifications and chances, so he endured it all the time and did not rush to practice.

However, Wu Xin was not at all worried that he would not be able to practice the Golden Emperor, after all, he was the true owner of the Golden Emperor...... The Golden Ancient God, his heart is in his heart, if he can't practice, it is impossible for anyone to practice, especially this kind of secret book that focuses on bloodline.

Calm down, sacrifice the "reincarnation umbrella of all beings", majestic blood gushing out, filling the secret room, thick and overflowing.

The essence and blood of the heart are forced out ...... the "eternal heart", and the golden blood has not been diluted and diluted!

"Buzz ......"

The golden blood fell, quite magically integrated into the "Golden Emperor's Canon", making a buzz, dazzling golden light, and a desolate, majestic, noble, and mysterious aura permeated.

When fusing the "Eternal Heart", Wu Xin had sensed this aura, and naturally knew that this was Shenwei, and there was nothing unusual, so he still stuck to his mind and waited for changes.

"Boom ......"

The world is spinning, consciousness is in a trance, and time and space are confused.

In a trance, Wu Xin's consciousness recovered slightly, but he felt that he had turned into a strange beast, like a yellow sac, red as a fire, six-legged and four-winged, chaotic and faceless, without ears, eyes, mouth and nose, but he was born good at music and art song and dance (from "The Classic of Mountains and Seas: The Three Classics of the West").

Time flies, and the world is like a fantasy.

Wu Xin's consciousness has gone through an extremely long time with this strange beast, from ignorance to wisdom, from self-amusement, to music and dance, from the newborn weak, to the mighty world, from the lonely and nameless, to the famous......

Originally, the world was desolate and ancient, and the creatures were rare, but with the passage of time, the vicissitudes of life changed, and the creatures were active.

This strange beast gradually became known to other creatures, and was called Dihong, honored as the Yellow Emperor, and because of the ancient sound of "Jiang" through "Hong", it was also called Dijiang.

Dijiang is Dihong, that is, the central emperor of heaven in myths and legends recorded in ancient books...... The Yellow Emperor is not a barbarian, nor a human race, nor the golden ancient god of the barbarians, nor the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor of the human race.

It's just that after the beginning of heaven and earth, it was one of the first creatures to breed wisdom and possess the strongest strength.

The so-called "Golden Emperor Classic" in Wu Xin's hand is not a god-level secret book that records the cultivation of the Divine Mansion, but just a little fur of the Emperor River, which was collected and sorted out by the ancestors of the Emperor clan.

Born as a god, he has his own supernatural powers, he is self-aware, and his fur has his own divine pattern.

The divine pattern is the strange pattern that Wu Xin, Mr. Mingji, Emperor Lion and others, including the barbarian high priest, do not know in the "Golden Emperor Canon", which is the so-called ancient text.

Everyone thinks that the cultivation of the god ...... "Golden Emperor's Classic", which does exist, is the surviving text version of the emperor's family, and is the ancestor of the emperor's family.

The emperor clan regards the treasure book "Golden Emperor Codex" as the remnant of the "Dijiang Fur" in Wu Xin's hands, and it is really impossible to say whether it is right or wrong!

Speaking of fur, the "Golden Emperor's Canon" is indeed from Dijiang Fur, and it does not get the true essence of Dijiang, but it is just the method of cultivating the flesh that the emperor's ancestors realized.

The prominence of Dijiang is not the physical body, in the era in which Dijiang lived, the physical body was inherently strong, and there was no need to deliberately cultivate, and there was no way to cultivate.

To say a few outstanding points, first, noble and mighty, this is the origin of the "emperor's surname", as the earliest born existence, there is already there; second, the unrivaled speed, from its own six-legged and four-winged, is also inherently there; third, music and art singing and dancing, this is an innate talent, or will it be, and it is the most proud and best ability of Dijiang.

There are no methods of cultivation, means and moves, supernatural powers, secret techniques, etc.

What Di Jiang really knows is only singing and dancing, there were not many living beings at that time, naturally there were no disputes, and Di Jiang was lucky to survive in various natural disasters and catastrophes.

When there are more creatures and more disputes, Dijiang is old enough to live long enough. He is at the pinnacle level, he doesn't have to learn anything, and there are not many living beings who can defeat him.

To put it simply, people are people, and it is difficult for ants to kill people no matter how much they jump, but people can crush ants with one finger or breath.

"This ...... It's the so-called Golden Emperor, the so-called Golden Ancient God?!

I don't know how long it took, and all the blood and qi in the secret room were absorbed. Wu Xin was confused and sober, feeling that he had had a very long dream and had spent a very boring life.

It's hard to describe, it's like becoming a pig with a little wisdom, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, humming a few times when bored, and life is like this.

If the Emperor clan, who has been proud of their bloodline for generations, knows the truth, I don't know how they will react?! )