Armor: The way to win the house at the beginning, become the strongest villain

On this day, Qiao Shefei took An Mixiu to many cities in Daxia.

What they saw and heard along the way was the same as what they saw in Hope City.

By the time they returned to the company, it was already late at night.

Qiao Shefei was full of excitement, and An Mixiu was expressionless, but there were too many turbulent waves buried under those calm eyes.

This day and night had an impact on him that far surpassed that of the past few thousand years.

Many previous cognitions have been subverted.

When Qiao Shefei offered to accompany him to meet the general.

An Mixiu waved his hand and refused.

Instead, he came to the secret room alone.

Some mistakes were made by him.

In the end, he needs to face it alone.

He lost this bet.

Lost completely.

When An Mixiu came in, Chu Feng was talking with Emperor Yan.

When seeing An Mixiu, Chu Feng was slightly surprised.

In my impression, this was the first time he took the initiative to come to see me.

However, when Chu Feng caught the guilt that could no longer be suppressed in the opponent's eyes, the corners of his mouth curled up imperceptibly.

He waved his hand, signaling An Mixiu to sit down first.

He hasn't finished talking with Emperor Yan yet.

An Mixiu didn't mean to disturb, he knew his weight.

Even with the halo of "Major General", it's still not enough to look at in front of Emperor Yan.

He found a corner by himself, stood carefully, and listened to the conversation between the two big men.

Chu Feng seemed to be getting impatient, pointing at Emperor Yan and cursing with a smile: "Old Yan, if you have something to say, you can say it, if you want to fart, what kind of words are you talking about? Learned?"

Faced with Chu Feng's merciless complaints, Emperor Yan was not angry either.

In other words, I don't know when, as long as Chu Feng is in the lead, he has lost the right to be angry.

Chu Feng clearly noticed this.

The brows could not help but wrinkle even deeper.

An Emperor Yan who has lost his edges and corners, and an Emperor Yan who speaks hesitantly, is this still Emperor Yan?
In fact, he had been aware of it as early as when he was fighting Prince Yinjia.

Emperor Yan's state of mind seemed to go awry, causing the strongest energy in his body to be damaged.

Now the speculation has been confirmed.

Chu Feng was sure that the current Emperor Yan was no longer worthy of summoning the Shura Armor.

"I……"

Emperor Yan finally straightened out his thoughts, opened his mouth and just started.

But Chu Feng stretched out his hand neatly: "Bring it!"

"What?" Emperor Yan was at a loss.

"Asura armor."

Chu Feng had a half-smile but not a smile: "The you now are similar to the me in the past. Since you can't exert the power of the king's armor, you should abdicate to let the virtuous... Be smart, don't let me grab it, or you will have to eat it." Bit of a pain."

Maybe he was frightened by Chu Feng.

Emperor Yan was dumbfounded, looking at someone opposite who didn't want Bilian, his heart was racing.

Saying this, has your conscience been eaten by dogs?

Say something about the same.

It's clearly worse, okay!
Back then, you didn't have the strongest aura.

But you treat the old man as a bodyguard, shouting and shouting, what is the difference from yourself?
Furthermore, you also got an empress who is stronger than Shura, so you gave Shura to me for use temporarily.

Now the old man has only encountered such a small setback.

You kid can't wait to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

MD, or how to say that the hearts of the superiors are black!
You are even better than the original way!

Even though Emperor Yan was about to scold Fantian in his heart.

But facing Chu Feng's tough attitude, he still didn't resist.

Instead, he obediently handed over the Asura Summoner.

As everyone knows, while Chu Feng was playing with the summoner, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"The Yan Emperor, who would rather bend than bend, is destined to be a thing of the past."

"Now that Emperor Yan has just shown his slavishness, he can't afford the word 'Emperor' anymore."

After taking the summoner back to the system warehouse, Chu Feng calmed down and said seriously, "Now we can talk."

After being interrupted by Chu Feng, Emperor Yan's inner tension and entanglement were much less, and he spoke more simply.

"The old man has something to ask."

"Is it about immortality?"

Chu Feng tried a word.

But Emperor Yan was stunned, and blurted out: "How do you know?"

Chu Feng snorted softly: "Apart from this, what else can you do when you come to me? Could it be that you came to me to fight?"

Emperor Yan: "..."

Xiaoxin was suddenly exposed by Chu Feng, and Emperor Yan's expression became a little more uncomfortable.

His past was too simple and too pure.

In front of people with complicated thoughts, his thoughts cannot be hidden.

This cannot be blamed on Emperor Yan.

All strong men whose strength has reached his level are all eager to go one step further and knock on that door.

After entering the door, it is a whole new world.

In the late corona, the peak is imminent.

This kind of powerhouse is enough to dominate a "small place" like the Milky Way, and Megatron one side.

But if it goes to the outside world, this strength is far from enough.

In the past, Emperor Yan always dreamed of going out and seeing the starry sky beyond the Milky Way.

But ever since he was imprisoned by Lufa and later taken in as a slave by Chu Feng, he stopped thinking about it.

I feel that the rest of my life is just like this.

Wherever Chu Feng went, he followed.

If Chu Feng rushed out of the Milky Way, he could follow suit.

Until Chu Feng achieved immortality and killed Prince Yinjia with a snap of his fingers.

His mind is more active than ever before.

He is confident that Chu Feng has great hope of agreeing to his request.

It is said that one hero has three gangs.

Chu Feng went up by himself, but he wouldn't mind having more Immortal-level thugs under his command.

Of course, if you talk about close relationship.

Emperor Yan is naturally not as good as the three captains under Chu Feng's command.

But he also has his own unique advantages.

--strength!
The current Emperor Yan is the strongest under Chu Feng's command.

Needless to say about that black worm, Emperor Yan at his peak was wearing Shura armor, so it was easy to kill him.

As for the two captains, including Chu Feng's son inherited from Lufa, the dog thief, they are also not old men... Uh!

Emperor Yan just thought of An Mixiu.

His eyes subconsciously passed over him.

However, when feeling the energy fluctuations in the opponent's body.

Emperor Yan was stunned.

I shivered all over.

Rubbing his eyes, he looked over again.

An Mixiu didn't know what to do.

Facing the ghost-like eyes of Emperor Yan, he moved his body, feeling uncomfortable all over.

This is a big man.

Considering the opponent's strength, he could only hold back and returned a polite smile.

Emperor Yan's eyes narrowed, confirming the intensity of the opponent's energy fluctuations, his scalp went numb immediately.

"how is this possible?"

What a hell of a day today!
He and An Mixiu had only met yesterday.

At that time, An Mixiu was only in the middle stage of the corona, approaching the late stage.

How could he be ahead of himself after a short sleep?