Chapter 1093

Wang Po never said a word.

But silence can't solve the problem. On this occasion, he is not only the demon king with the highest combat power, but also the successor of the Golden Dragon flag. He can't escape anyway.

All eyes fell on him.

Wang Po fell into a dilemma. He either acquiesced and took his "subordinate" position. Or, express their opposition and sit down to their "anti bone" identity.

The former makes him inferior, and the latter will make him bear a curse and even become an ungrateful generation despised by everyone.

The lesser of the two evils.

Wang Po chose the default, and he was subordinate to Zheng Feiyue, which was also in line with his previous answer to bronze rust, so as to avoid the suspicion of slapping his face.

So far, Zheng Feiyue overturned the oath of the covenant by half.

Qian Jun's Qi was itching at all. He looked at Wang Po several times. The latter ignored it and seemed completely indifferent.

In desperation, Qian Jun looked at Liu Qingmang again.

Liu Qingmang smiled bitterly. Although he is the gold medal deacon, he can't force other sects to sign an agreement, can he? Moreover, he came to arrest the remaining evil, but the remaining evil didn't see it. Instead, he jumped out of the dead and came back to life.

As soon as the demon appeared, he stirred up the overall situation.

Most importantly, until now, he has not clearly stated what his appeal is?

This is the most disturbing.

What does he want?

An earth shaking prank?

Or other intentions?

Liu Qingmang's heart is very heavy, and the hearts of others are also very heavy. No one dares to underestimate Zheng Feiyue's ability to cause trouble. Most importantly, everyone knows him. He will never stop until he reaches his goal by any means!

Finally, Liu Qingmang asked the question again instead of everyone: "what do you want?"

There was silence in the field.

Everyone is using a silent attitude to ask Zheng Feiyue, what do you want?

"Well, since everyone wants to know, I won't hide it." Zheng Feiyue shrugged his shoulders and suddenly showed a look of shame. "In fact, I want to be the king of the east bank!"

I,

If you want to,

The king of the east bank.

A light sentence shocked everyone.

How bold and delusional must it be to make such a boastful remark?

Liu Qingmang shook his head and said, "it's impossible. You're just a city Lord. Even if you have your own power, you can't become a overlord!"

"Why?" Zheng Feiyue asked.

Qian Jun said sarcastically, "because you are not qualified! Since ancient times, the overlord on the east bank is no doubt not a sect that has passed on hundreds of thousands of years. What do you rely on? A golden dragon flag or some of your men?"

Obviously, Qian Jun is mocking his overestimation.

In this regard, Zheng Feiyue was not angry, spread out his hands and said: "even the world is changing, you still hold an inherent set of ideas. Who stipulates that only a large door can be the overlord? If I can bring a better tomorrow to the east bank, why can't I be competent for this position?"

Qian Jun thought he was ridiculous and said, "why? Just stand on the top of the peak and talk? Or publicize your great feat of defeating evil gods to the world and let everyone spontaneously recognize your hegemony?"

He smiled, and Zheng Feiyue laughed: "Lord Qian, if you talk, I'm more agile than you. If you don't believe it, I can come up with something practical to convince you."

Qian Jun narrowed his eyes: "what's practical?"

"For example..." Zheng Feiyue rubbed his feet against the ground and watched the grass being fiddled around. "There is a brother surnamed Qian who has been a guest with me recently. It seems that he hasn't been home for some time."

Qian Jun was furious: "how dare you threaten me with the life of Wang sun?"

"It's not a threat. I didn't naively think that with a king and sun Qian, I could force the Lord Qian to give up this great opportunity." Zheng Feiyue's smile was a little cold. "King and sun Qian is just an appetizer. The dinner is in the back. Let's wait and see."

"OK, I'm waiting for your dinner!"

Qian Jun sneered and stretched out his hand. The oath of the covenant in the sky turned into a bloody streamer and disappeared into his hands. Then he left without looking back.

"Let's go too."

The left Dharma protector said hello and left the scene with the people of the evil god sect.

Then, the general League, the Ming Wang sect and the five ghost sect left one after another, while the three sects supporting Zheng Feiyue, the magic weapon sect, the heart magic Valley and the flying corpse sect, also left one after another after a simple conversation.

The east coast is a remarkable peace plan, so it is in vain.

There were only Zheng Feiyue and Wang Po under Jinlong. The two sides were supposed to be in the same camp, but they didn't stand together from beginning to end.

After a short silence, Wang Po broke the silence: "shopkeeper Zheng, are you okay?"

"It's OK." Zheng Feiyue laughed, came up and took Wang Po's shoulder and said, "you did a good job during my absence. You helped me earn back eight cities!"

Wang Po lowered his head and a strange light flashed in his eyes: "you have great kindness to me. These should be done. At present, let's go back to mulberry ghost town first and let me wash the dust for shopkeeper Zheng!"

"That's a good feeling."

Zheng Feiyue nodded, and then they went down the mountain together like brothers.

Behind them, their respective teams kept a certain distance and were defensive to each other.

Finally, the ghost town of Sang arrived.

Zheng Feiyue looked at the city that had been away for several months and sighed: "I finally came back. To tell you the truth, when I left, I really didn't think I would come back one day."

Wang po said faintly, "auspicious people have their own heaven, please!"

Zheng Feiyue loosened Wang Po's shoulder, smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for many days. Comrade Wang has become polite."

Wang Po forced a smile out of his paralyzed face and said, "this is your city. The shopkeeper doesn't dare to enter?"

Zheng Feiyue suddenly burst out laughing: "hahaha, I can bear anything, but I can't bear others to use the method. Go! Go to the city!"

So he went to town.

There are few pedestrians in the streets of the city, which is very different from the mulberry ghost city before, with a depressing smell.

Zheng Feiyue didn't seem to see it. He talked and laughed with Wang Po until he entered the city master's house.

Wang Po first arranged Zheng Feiyue and others to rest in the side hall, and then disappeared into their sight on the grounds of arranging a reception banquet.

Side hall.

Zhao Yun walked restlessly and said, "with Wang Po's strength, once the array is opened, we don't even have a chance to run. I'm afraid the reception banquet tonight is a Hongmen banquet!"

Zheng Feiyue lay on his chair, holding his head in his hands and said lazily, "Wang Po is strong and strong under my banner. Now when we are short of people, we must master this power in our own hands, not to mention Hongmen banquet. Even if it is a demon king banquet, we have to eat it!"