"Thank you, this money is just a thank-you gift! I want to give my friend a surprise and hope you don't tell him in advance."

Chu Feng guessed that Long Chen would definitely come. How could he refuse the selection of the Dragon List of the Emperor Tianshen Shrine of Fusang Kingdom?

"Okay, Mr. Chu Feng, your room has also been opened." The hotel waiter gave the room card to Chu Feng very respectfully.

When Chu Feng took the room card, he also touched the waiter's hand, "When will you get off work tonight?"

"Sir, what does it mean? I will get off night shift in another hour, and there will be someone else who will take over me in the night shift tonight."

"I'm waiting for you in the car outside the door. Can I treat you to a midnight snack??" Chu Feng said very sincerely.

"Okay!" The waitress in the hotel has heard many times and really didn't take it to heart.

Chu Feng took the room card and returned to his room and took a simple shower. He did not go to find Lin Aotian and was in no hurry to expose himself.

After looking at it, the time is almost done.

Chu Feng changed into a clean set of clothes and took off the decorative clothes of the ancient demon clan. Chu Feng was the devil king of the ancient demon clan in the Western Regions. This time, he came not only for the dragon list of the Emperor Tian Shrine.

"Did you just arrived at you to get off work?"

Chu Feng saw that the little girl just now should be handing over the shift.

"I didn't expect you to come? There are many people who want to treat me to dinner. Most people say this and don't have time to do it!"

The girl smiled sweetly.

"I'm a person who says what I say."

Chu Feng got a car and took the initiative to open the car door for the girl, "Let's go, I know a better place to eat, I'll take you there."

When the girl saw Chu Feng, she was well-dressed and didn't look like a bad guy. She relaxed her guard and got into the car without hesitation.

Chu Feng drove fast and was getting farther and farther away from the city center.

Although the girl was a little scared, she didn't say anything. Maybe Chu Feng wanted to drive the car to a remote place, a man and a woman, and something shameful happened in the car, but the girl still looked forward to it.

Chu Feng's car is also worth millions. Such a person cannot kill someone for an ordinary woman like her.

A creaking sound!

The car parked at the remote rural junction.

"You've arrived at the place, and your time has come."

The girl hadn't understood what was going on. She was about to speak, but she found that Chu Feng, who was still sitting in the cab, had arrived next to her without anyone noticing.

Chu Feng put one arm around the girl's shoulder.

Intimate movements.

"Sir... are we making progress a little faster?"

"Not at all!" Chu Feng suddenly became, with fangs on his face, tilted his head and bit it.

A click.

Bite through the girl's neck...

However, no drop of blood splashed out, and it was completely sucked by Chu Feng!

Chu Feng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and smiled satisfied. He wanted to suck human blood by practicing the devil king's skills of the ancient Western demon clan, and the blood of beautiful girls was even better.

...

On the morning of the next day, the King's Palace of Fusang Kingdom.

The king of Fusang looked sad.

Just received the war report, the last battle in the northern part of Daxia Kingdom ended in failure, and Fusang Kingdom lost more than 200,000 general soldiers.

The king sitting on the dragon throne did not say a word, and the ministers below did not dare to say anything.

"A bunch of waste!" The king of Fusang Kingdom roared: "So many of you? The Daxia Kingdom cannot capture it for a long time. What's the matter?"

"Can a mere Aotian military god stop us from governing our country with martial law?"

Among the many ministers.

An old man poked his head out and walked out.

"Your Majesty calms down, the old minister has something to say."

"According to yesterday's situation, our general soldiers were all killed! According to reliable information, the Aotian Army God did not go to fight. It was his left general Tan Lang who led the army to fight, and the right general Pojun rushed out from the flank. When we were unprepared, we were all wiped out in a hurry!"

The old minister had a pleat on his face, his lips trembled, and he slowly raised his head and said, "Your Majesty! After years of war, the number of soldiers in our Fusang Kingdom has dropped sharply. The number of males is insufficient. Is there almost no male soldiers who can fight? If you continue to fight, you can only go to the female soldiers."

"The old minister dares to report to the emperor, can we quit the Daxia Kingdom... rest for a few years, and after our human and national strength recovers, we will compete with the Daxia Kingdom!"

"Your Majesty! We have indeed lost. If we continue to fight like this, Fusang will destroy the country!"

This old minister was a veteran of three dynasties and was highly respected. He had been holding back these words for a long time, fighting countless battles, one after another, and losing harder and one after another.

The last time they were preparing to score points, they were all elite troops and had never seen the Aotian military god. They were strangled by the two generals under his command, which was enough to show that Fusang Kingdom was at the end of its strength.

"Your Majesty, I will discuss it!"

Another old minister walked out of the queue, "I have fought for years and the people are living in poverty. The boys in our Fusang Kingdom will be beaten! The Fusang Kingdom has no financial resources to fight in the whole city! If we insist on our own, we may have let the Nether Kingdom and Sulu Kingdom take advantage of the loopholes. If these two countries have bad intentions against us, we will be unable to defeat four hands with both fists, and no other countries will help us... At that time, we will become a loser and a rat crossing the street, and everyone will shout to fight. The most important thing is that the people of Fusang Kingdom will become prisoners and slaves."

"I'm going to discuss it."

He was also a lame old minister who walked out of the queue, "Your Majesty! Let's get back. Nether Kingdom and Sulu Kingdom are not helping us sincerely. They are just watching the fire from the other side of the river and stealing interests in secret!"

"What the two adults said is very right. A temporary truce and rest. A truce does not mean that we surrender and admit defeat!"

"Your Majesty! Let's get a fight..."

"Let's get a fight, your majesty!"

"Temporary truce! Wait for the time to be ripe, and the camera acts..."

In the Fusang Palace, the ministers crawled and knelt down on the ground and rushed back and forth, shouting for a truce and begging His Majesty the Emperor.

There are also many old Chens crying and crying! The majestic place like the palace has become the place for these men to cry.

"You...you?"

The golden crown on the head of the King of Fusang Kingdom was about to fall off, and he was so angry that he was half angry. "It is because of you mediocre ministers that our Fusang Kingdom will defeat the war!"

"Come here... the old ministers who just advocated a truce and truce will be pulled out for me and chopped it into meat paste to feed the dog!"

The iron-armored guards beside them knelt on the ground and cried, and the old ministers were raised up.

"The tyrant! What a tyrant!"

"The Fusang Kingdom is destroyed by you, the foolish monarch!!"

The old ministers who were snatched up were screaming in pain.

"Your Majesty! You must not! These are all heroes of the founding of Fusang Kingdom. Some of them made great achievements during the time of the late emperor!"

"Your Majesty must not kill!"

Some ministers also knelt down and pleaded with mercy.

"Kill!" The King of Fusang Kingdom gave the order, and he had no choice but to do so. The King of Fusang Kingdom wrote the armistice agreement in his own hand, but the northern border of the Great Xia Kingdom simply disagrees. To be precise, Lin Aotian disagrees.

There is no hope of a truce, so we can only continue to fight.

"Your Majesty! Chu Feng, the devil king of the ancient demon clan in the Western Regions, is here!"
Chapter completed!