Villain: My brother is the Chosen One!

"Why are you fat four!?"

Mu Xiu couldn't help shivering, and felt flustered inexplicably.

Even though he was on the grassland at this time, with the scorching sun above his head, he still felt shuddering, as if he was isolated by the whole world.

"Could it be the lord conquering me again!?"

Mu Xiuqiang suppressed the panic in her heart, and looked up at Qin Feng on the high platform.

This high platform was built by the Ministry of Rites for more than half a month, and it was used to crown the grassland king.

Not only did they call over all the leaders of the grassland ministries, but they also called over a group of ministers such as Emperor Shi Wudao. Qin Huang even went on stage to crown the king of the grassland.

The scene was very grand, giving the Prairie King enough face!

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host for planting and framing, exterminating nine races, and gaining 500 million villain points!"

"Ding dong, become the Great Hun Lord who dominates the ancient times, the task is updated..."

"Ding Dong, congratulations to the host Zhu Ren Jiu Clan, the current task completion rate has reached 50%!"

"50%!"

Qin Feng's eyes lit up involuntarily, but he didn't expect it to rise by ten percent all of a sudden.

It also made him start to think, there are still activities that can be done by the big fool, and the tasks must be completed as soon as possible, after all, the days of domineering in the mortal world are numbered.

"Thank you, God Khan!!"

After the Grassland King was crowned, he excitedly kowtowed to his son-in-law.

no way!

He needs this face so much!

With the process of Qin Feng personally appearing on the stage and being crowned, he is not only the officially certified grassland king of Daqin, but also the officially registered head of state of Daqin.

Everything you do represents Daqin and represents legal compliance!

Even if others feel that it is not compliant, illegal, or immoral, it is useless.

As long as he dares to speak out, he will frame the Great Qin's Prairie King and despise the official authority of Great Qin. He can hold high the banner of morality and kill him.

"Poor prairie king!"

Emperor Shi Wudao cast a sympathetic look, and silently mourned for the Prairie King for two and a half minutes.

Others may think that the king of the grassland has made a lot of money, and only exchanged one daughter for the only throne on the grassland.

But based on his understanding of Qin Feng, he is not only not a broad-minded person, but also a very ambitious emperor.

It is absolutely impossible to give up such a big piece of cake just because of a woman.

Moreover, the grassland has been extremely unstable since ancient times. Once the Great Qin shows signs of decline, they will definitely break free from the shackles of the Great Qin and become street runners who burned, killed and looted on the grassland again.

"Get up quickly!"

Qin Feng hurriedly helped the father-in-law up, and said with a smile: "Now the grassland is a member of my Daqin, and we will be a family in the future, so there is no need to be so polite!"

"exactly!"

The Prairie King nodded repeatedly and said, "From now on, we will all be family!"

"now it's right!"

Qin Feng immediately entered the role, and said in a blunt manner: "I am very short of people recently, and I want to borrow some troops from the Prairie King."

"really……"

Emperor Shi Wudao showed the expected expression, and finally made him wait until Qin Feng showed his chicken feet.

"Borrow soldiers and horses!?"

The Prairie King immediately became alert.

It's not that he doesn't trust Qin Feng's character, it's that this guy has no character at all.

The last time Qin Feng borrowed the sword of the world to kill the immortals in the upper realm, he reluctantly borrowed a few swords for the sake of his precious daughter following Qin Feng, but in the end he couldn't return any of them.

I thought it was because there were too many swords, and Qin Feng couldn't return them.

But after inquiring, I found out that some people came to ask for swords, but in the end they were beaten out mercilessly by the disciples of the Qin family, and they kept saying why they had to pay back what they borrowed because of their ability.

If he lends his soldiers and horses to Qin Feng now, he will probably take Qin Feng's surname in the future.

"God Khan, you're joking!"

Mo Dao hurriedly came out and said: "Now Daqin has ruled the world and is rich all over the world. You can form a large army with any decree. How can there be a shortage of people!?"

"Makes sense!"

Qin Feng seemed to be awakened by a single sentence and said: "Now that I have ruled the world, why bother to borrow from others, and just order to recruit. You are right, king of the grassland!"

"what!?"

Prairie King and Mo Dao were dumbfounded on the spot.

I thought that Qin Feng would have some face in public, but who knew that he really didn't want any face!

"Brother Qin, you are right!"

Tian Tian nodded repeatedly at the side and said: "We are all a family now, so if you want to borrow or not, you can just use it if you want, right, father!"

Finished...

Tiantian turned her head to look at the Prairie King, blinking her big innocent eyes.

"puff!!"

The Prairie King almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

I thought it was a thoughtful little padded jacket, but who knew she was actually a little padded jacket that leaked air.

Didn't she realize that Qin Feng's borrowing of soldiers was fake, and that taking the opportunity to weaken their military power was the real purpose! ?

"Sweet!"

Mo Dao hurriedly pulled Tiantian to keep her from turning her elbows outward.

"Is it supposed to be!?"

With Tiantian's mind of digging wild vegetables, she couldn't understand at all, so she threw away Mo Dao and said angrily: "Brother Qin just wants some soldiers, not gold and silver mountains, why are you so stingy!?"

"As expected of you!"

Ziyuan was stunned in place, wishing she could applaud Tiantian.

At first, she was still wary of Tiantian competing with her for the second place, but now it seems that there is no need to guard against this brain of digging wild vegetables, as long as Qin Feng is washed away every few days and sent there overnight.

She is happy!

He is comfortable!

She also has peace of mind!

"Is this really the king's daughter!?"

The Prairie King wanted to cry for no reason.

It would be fine if Qin Feng wanted mountains of gold and silver, but what he wanted was military power. Once he handed over the military power of the grassland, they would only be able to sing and dance in the future.

But if he doesn't pay, he can't beat Qin Feng.

Moreover, he had just betrayed the grassland, turned around and accepted Daqin's canon, and then fought with Daqin. Even if he jumped into the Yellow River in the future, he might not be able to clear himself of the crime of traitor.

"Father!"

Mo Dao's eyes were full of pleadings, hoping that his father would not surrender his military power.

"Ugh!"

The Grassland King gave Mo Dao a helpless look, and then sighed: "Tian Tian is right, we are all one family, what is yours and mine, Tian Khan just take it if he wants."

"Then thank you Prairie King!"

Qin Feng slapped a slap, and did not forget to give a sweet date and said: "I am not the kind of person who takes things from others for nothing. From now on, the king of the grassland will be the hereditary throne. As long as my Daqin is still alive, you, the king of the grassland, will be the king of the grassland." It can be passed on from generation to generation.”

"Thank you, God Khan!!"

The Prairie King was overjoyed immediately, and hurriedly kowtowed to thank Qin Feng.

Although they lost their military power, with the current strength of the Qin family, there is no problem at all for tens of thousands of years.

That is to say, as long as they hold Qin Feng's thigh tightly, they can have tens of thousands of years of glorious inheritance, which is enough for a family to take off in place.

"Ok!"

Qin Feng nodded in satisfaction, and was going to find Xiao Sansan to fencing...