I, Zhulong! Devour millions of taboos and become invincible!

"I..."

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

To be an emperor?

Is this possible?

When he was even playing games, he couldn't be a squad leader, let alone the head of a country.

However, when he saw Candle Jiuyou, he remembered that when he was closed in the snow, he still had to go in to find food.

He was thinking........... Will there be people like him, who will also be hungry.

Chen Changsheng met Candle Jiuyou's gaze and nodded vigorously: "I......... OK! Candle

Jiuyou didn't speak, not even a little indication.

After Chen Changsheng said: I can, three words.

Candle Jiuyou turned and left.

There is no representation.

"Goodbye, Lord Yamagami!"

Chen Changsheng endured the pain and got up, bowing to the direction that Candle Jiuyou left.

Li Yanyan too, supporting Chen Changsheng and worshipping Candle Jiuyou.

As for Chef Li.......... followed behind Candle Jiuyou's ass, not knowing what he wanted to do.

"I can definitely do it!"

It wasn't until Candle Jiuyou's figure gradually disappeared that Chen Changsheng clenched his fist hard.

He didn't know what the emperor was, and he didn't know if he could do it.

But........... Yamagami-sama expects him to could, he can!

In order to live up to the expectations of Lord Yamagami.

Step up your game! Struggle! Come on!

Chen Changsheng cheered himself up.

"..............,"

the old blind man withdrew his prying gaze, a little incomprehensible about what Candle Jiuyou was doing, let Chen Changsheng absorb dragon qi, what is the difference between this and suicide.

Since killing early, after absorbing the dragon qi, he died in fear.

Today's Great Chu Dynasty, although it is a little corrupt, the people below are not doing well, and the emperor is a little tyrannical, but it is indeed at its peak, and no one can resist.

Although the neighboring countries have not bowed down, the annual tribute, that is quite a lot.

Such a great Chu dynasty, Chen Changsheng took the head as the emperor?

Even if Candle Jiuyou makes a move............

To put it ugly, the strength of Candle Jiuyou, whether it can be true in the Great Chu Dynasty, whether it survives or not is a problem.

"Candle Jiuyou is a little crazy........." The

old blind man sighed, some people are like this, with a little strength, they don't know the height of the sky, in a vain attempt to challenge the stereotypes of talents that have existed for thousands of years.

As everyone knows, it is just a grasshopper shaking a tree, and a praying arm as a car, and it will eventually turn into a torch.

"I don't think so, the Great Chu Dynasty also started as a beggar, didn't I?"

The black poison Daoist smiled happily: "It's just that the current Great Chu Dynasty has shed the cloak of a suffering person and has become a new round of superiors.

"They forgot... The original promise.

"So..."

the black poison Daoist chuckled: "I'll just laugh, don't take it seriously, then, what is the difference between the Great Chu Dynasty and the

previous dynasty, and how can it not perish?"

"Hmph! Can it be the same, the previous dynasty is exhausted, the Great Chu Dynasty is at its peak, and the two are not a heavyweight.

The old blind man snorted coldly and retorted.

"Who said surely? Otherwise, let's make a bet....

..," the black poison Daoist chuckled.

"Bet on..." The

old blind man hesitated, just now he lost the bet, now gambling, isn't it a little bad.

"Don't dare?"

The black poisonous Daoist showed a smiling face, full of mockery.

"What's not to dare? Bet on it! The

corner of the old blind man's mouth twitched, and he pulled out his crotch.

Just bet on this............

"Good stuff, I want it!"

The black poison Daoist's eyes narrowed, this baby, he smiled.

From the storage bag, he took out the treasure of equal value and placed it on the storage table.

Who loses, who wins........?

..........

..........

"Go back, the mountains are not where you should be."

At the foot of Da Kunshan Mountain, Candle Jiu said faintly.

"Lord Yamagami, I.......... I want to follow you! Chef

Li hesitated, but still plucked up the courage to say.

Candle Jiuyou glanced at him: "Da Kunshan, it's not where you should come, you should do what you should do."

"What should I do?"

Chef Li was stunned, a little puzzled.

'Damn, why is this licking dog so annoying! This snake......... Jiao wants to go back to sleep!! Candle

Jiuyou complained madly in his heart, but he couldn't do it.

After all........ Not very embarrassed.

It's like Wang Long, as soon as he kneels for him, he doesn't want to kill.

This kind of person who knows the time should live longer.

Although this Li Chef does not know current affairs, he does have advantages.

In particular, it is still his licking dog, asking him to do it, a little too cruel to get his hands off.

"What should I do, Yamagami-sama?"

Chef Li couldn't help but ask.

'How do I know what you're going to do, legs on you!! Candle

Jiuyou complained madly, but after thinking about it, he was still patient and said foolishly: "Do what you have to do!"

After that, Candle Jiuyou lightly clicked on Chef Li's forehead with a snake tail, and gave Chef Li a relatively garbage exercise.

Anyway, there is nothing to hang, and I can send it off.

"I..............,"

Chef Li felt a powerful force strike, and at the same time, he had an additional exercise called "Snow Slaughtering Dao Method" in his mind.

He was overjoyed and immediately gave Candle Jiuyou a kowtow.

"Go, do what you have to do."

The corner of Candle Jiuyou's mouth twitched, taking advantage of the time when Chef Li kowtowed, and directly slipped away.

"I........... Lord Yamagami, gone.

As soon as Chef Li looked up and found that Candle Jiuyou had disappeared, he said confused: "What should I do.............?"

Suddenly, he thought of Chen Changsheng.

Don't........... Don't!

"I see!"

Chef Li instantly enlightened, he understood.

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