Chapter 460

"How dare he cut off your arm?"

In front of the Longevity Palace, Huang Hao came back with a mournful face and reported to Yang Feng. Seeing this, the ghost King couldn't help getting angry and roaring: "It's unreasonable. It's up to the master to beat a dog. He wants to be cruel to me and doesn't give face at all. I've been involved in the underworld for hundreds of years. Who dares to be cruel than me? Come on, go, take off two arms from Yan Tianxing's people and send them to the God loser."

"Yes..."

"Slow!"

He bowed and drank outside the door, but he hadn't acted yet. The demons in the hall waved their hands and stopped.

Then, everyone advised me with one word.

"Master, think twice. It's obvious that the great Xia is also a cruel man. He eats soft rather than hard. We really shouldn't fight with him!"

"Yes, master, think about it. The great Xia is a monster. He eats people and doesn't spit bones. You've made him angry and killed him. Who can stop him? Then our black soul sect will be over!"

"Yes, master, this man is too strong to be urgent. In the end, everyone was anxious. It was you who suffered. Please take back your order."

"Please take back your order!"

Everyone talked a lot. Finally, they stood up together and bowed down. Everyone looked like a dead admonition. They were full of loyal officials and good generals.

Seeing this, the ghost King hesitated, his fists tightened slightly, and his teeth were gnashing with anger.

He knew in his heart that these people were so active in persuasion, not only for the black soul cult and his master, but also for themselves.

If his ghost king and the great Xia Yang Feng really fight hard and kill each other, they will be the first to suffer.

Maybe the God loser killed those minions at the bottom and killed them.

Therefore, for their own small lives, these people must not let their master get angry with the God loser and start a murder competition.

Thinking of this, the ghost King took a deep breath, calmed down and said in a low voice: "Do you think I'm willing to gamble with him for a while? The key is that it's our territory to go to the capital now. If he kills our people on our territory, let's not say anything. Where can I put my face? Isn't it despised all of a sudden? We'll have to negotiate with him later. Now we're bullied by him. What can we do later? There's no momentum at all!"

"Er, this..."

When they looked at each other, they hesitated. They were the first two. They didn't know what to do.

Poof!

Suddenly, just then, a chuckle sounded.

The ghost King's face sank, Shhh narrowed his eyes and turned to the person who was laughing, but he saw that it was no other person, it was yue'er. No doubt, he couldn't help gritting his teeth and said, "girl, what did you just laugh at? Was it because I was timid and afraid of the God loser?"

"No, the master forgives me. The moon doesn't mean to laugh at the master. It's just strange. How can the master's generation of owls be embarrassed by such a small matter?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, but when yue'er was young, I heard my father say something, which is quite similar to today's situation."

With a slight smile, the moon's eyes flickered with fine light and said leisurely: "In our Fenglei Empire, there was once a county magistrate with nine sons who had both ability and political integrity. They were both literate and martial arts, and had a bright future. Only one youngest son, an old son of the county magistrate, was arrogant and lawless. He was domineering in the county on weekdays, and no one dared to provoke him. But just one year, the emperor met this boy in private, and was angry. So the emperor was so angry that he cut off the whole county magistrate's family! "

"Do you mean that the great Xia is the emperor and I am the county magistrate?" the ghost King understood what she said and immediately shouted coldly, "are you making fun of me?"

She shook her head and the moon smiled: "No, the reason why my father told yue'er about this was to let yue'er have a view of the overall situation from childhood. Don't lose big things because of small things. The county magistrate clearly had eight excellent sons. The family could have prospered, but the youngest son ruined everything because he was not good. This is the pit father. Now the master has a bad relationship with the great Xia loser in order to protect a group of useless minions. I teach him It is by no means a wise man's act to fall into disaster. "

"Yes, the saint is right. Those worthless little bastards at the bottom will cause trouble for your master. If you die, you deserve to let the great Xia God cock kill you. The master must not lose big money for small things."

"Yes, if we are strong in the underworld and have some ambition, who will bully the common people. To tell you the truth, the subordinates can't see the behavior of those little bastards for a long time. Don't pay attention to them."

"Master, no matter in public or private, starting from the overall situation, you shouldn't make friends with a strong man like the God cock great Xia for such a group of things that cause trouble, let alone become water and fire. When it's irreparable, please think twice!"

"Please think twice, master!"

All of you said a word to me and asked the ghost king again.

The ghost King frowned tightly, still a little unwilling, clenched his teeth and said, "but it's such a compromise, my face..."

"The problem of face is easy to deal with!"

Hearing his words, yue'er couldn't help laughing and continued: "I remember that after listening to the story, yue'er once asked my father how the county magistrate could make up for his son's offending the emperor. My father only said eight words, abandoned his soldiers, guaranteed the car and tied his son to the temple."

"Tie the son to the temple?"

"Good!"

With a faint nod, the Moon said solemnly: "Now that you have offended the emperor, it's better to attack the younger son first than wait for the emperor to commit a crime and kill all the people. In this way, the county magistrate can get the reputation of killing relatives with righteousness and be loved by the people. It's inconvenient for the emperor to commit a crime, and his anger will disappear. Maybe he can give him a plaque to honor his family and ancestors. That's all Look, the county magistrate is not willing to give up. But in reality, the last county magistrate is not willing. Are you willing, master? "

"You mean to ask me to give up those bastards below and sell God loser man a face?"

"Why not? You took the initiative to severely punish your subordinates for their evil deeds. You not only sold the God loser man a face, but also saved your face. It eased the atmosphere between both sides and everyone was happy."

"Everything is happy. I've lost so many people. He's happy. What can I be happy about? Hum!"

With a cold hum, the ghost king looked gloomy, but it was obvious that he was thinking about the suggestions of this month.

When the demons below heard these words, they raised their hands in favor one by one.

"Master, saint, she's right. Isn't that the best of both worlds?"

"Please punish those useless things immediately and ease the tension with the God loser."

"Master, now this situation is entirely the responsibility of those unworthy believers at the bottom. Master, you must not lose a lot of money for a small amount. For this small amount of mouse excrement, you have ruined the whole pot of soup taught by us. Think about it, our black soul tree will be resurrected soon. The great achievement will be achieved. Don't make such a mistake."

……

The people tried their best to admonish you and me.

The ghost king thought carefully. After a while, his eyes suddenly coagulated and shouted, "come on, send a message again. I firmly support the wise decision of the general subdued the devil to fight against the underworld and eliminate evil. Let him not worry, let go and do it boldly, and I will never shield him."

"Yes, master!"

Bowing down, a little yellow shirt went down to preach.

Seeing this, the demons at the banquet couldn't stop spitting out a long mouthful of turbid gas and rest assured.

Great. The atmosphere has eased. The two sides don't have to fight. They don't have to be cannon fodder.

Only the ghost king, after giving the message, thought again and said helplessly, "I'm only giving the message now. Will it appear that I'm very counselled?"