Disciple, you are invincible, go down the mountain and harm your fiancée.

"Cracking, there's shooting outside!" The Chicken King turned pale with fright, lying on the ground, and kept saying that there was shooting outside, but Li Daofeng only curled his lips when he heard it.

Just shoot, there's nothing surprising about it, it's like no one has ever done it before.

In the underground palace treasure house, the earth shook and a large number of treasures fell from the shelves, as if the end of the world was coming.

Li Daofeng let go of his consciousness, sensed the situation outside, and found that there were many people outside.

There are hundreds of cannons placed outside the study room at the entrance of the entire underground palace, and they are all heavy-fire cannons.

At this time, the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the underground treasure house, bombing continuously.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The cannon kept firing, one after another, and it looked like it was about to reach a climax.

This scene made Li Daofeng frown. Is this a drama about usurping the throne?

Under the fierce bombardment of artillery fire, the treasure house was already in a mess. If the builders of Foot Pot Chicken were not really conscientious, the place would have collapsed long ago.

If it were some unscrupulous businessmen from the Yan Kingdom who were asked to build a shoddy project, Li Daofeng and Chicken Emperor might have been buried alive in it.

After a burst of climactic artillery fire, the cry of a man with a weak foot was heard outside: "Father! You died so miserably! I want to avenge you!"

"Come on! Give me one more round, hit, keep hitting, don't stop... hurry up... move quickly... avenge your father! Shoot quickly..."

"Revenge for His Majesty!"

"Avenge the Chicken King, kill that Yanguo man, avenge His Majesty the Chicken King, fire a cannon..."

Countless roaring voices were vented along with the artillery fire.

"Boom!! Boom!! Boom!!"

There was another roar of artillery fire, and the huge shells continued to bombard the royal treasure house of the Foot Pot Chicken.

Hundreds of cannons are firing continuously. No matter how awesome the building is, it cannot withstand such a building.

Finally, the underground treasure house began to collapse under the bombardment.

Li Daofeng was a little better, but at this time, the Chicken Emperor's face was ashen.

He also heard the shouting outside just now. The person who called Father, wanted to avenge him, and kept shouting that he wanted to have sex, was his son, Ji Gong Benhe!

He was the son he had trained with his own hands, and he was also his most beloved son.

"He wants to kill me, my son wants to kill me, he wants to be the Chicken King!"

The Chicken King suddenly aged several dozen years, and his eyes revealed a very sad and affectionate look.

But soon, the expression on his face turned angry, and the murderous aura in his body continued to gather.

He wanted to kill someone. He wanted to go out and kill this rebellious beast.

Even though the son outside was his favorite, now he has become his life and death enemy.

Anyone who wants to take away his throne is his enemy. No matter who he is, he must die, even if this person is his son.

Imperial power has always been selfish. Anyone who wants to get involved in imperial power is his enemy.

Li Daofeng looked at the angry Chicken King and smiled happily.

"Looks like you guys are going to be in trouble! My son wants to kill me, so that's okay. Why don't you beat such a naughty son to death and keep him alive for the New Year? He must be killed. I, Mr. Li, have to be spiritual about this." Support you!"

Li Daofeng stood and talked without pain in his back, and fanned the flames on the sidelines. It was really not a big deal to watch the excitement.

The angry Chicken King turned to look at Li Daofeng as if grasping a life-saving straw, and said excitedly: "Mr. Li, can you please help me?"

Li Daofeng looked at him with interest and said, "Why? This is your internal affairs. How can I help? We don't interfere in other countries' internal affairs!"

The Chicken King knew that it would be impossible for Li Daofeng, a cutter, to help without spilling some blood. After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and knelt directly in front of Li Daofeng.

"As long as you help me, I am willing to surrender under your feet and be your slave for generations to come!"

"As long as you can take me out and kill the traitors and traitors outside! Keep my throne, you will be the master of my Ji Gong Ji Ba! My master for all eternity!"

"Holy shit! Wait, what the hell are your names? Is this the name your dad gave you?"

Li Daofeng was shocked when he heard the name of Chicken King. Ji Gong Ji dominates this damn thing. If you don't read the words and only read the name, this special girl will have a big misunderstanding.

Chicken bully...fuck...

"It was the name given by my father. He said that when my mother gave birth to me, she dreamed that a group of chickens were defeated by one chicken. The group of chickens knelt in front of that chicken, and that chicken became the overlord of the chickens, so she gave it to me. Name it, Ji Gong Ji Ba!" Speaking of this name, the Chicken King was somewhat proud.

"Fuck...your family is so educated!" Li Daofeng said, holding his forehead.

"Thank you for your praise!" Chicken Emperor felt that Li Daofeng was praising his family.

"Your Excellency Li Daofeng, if you help me, from now on, my country, the Chicken Country, will always surrender to your country, the Yan Country!"

"If you don't believe me, I can write my credentials!"

Chicken King said excitedly, because several teeth were knocked out, and Yan Guo dialect, which was already very poor, was now even worse with the leakage.

The Chicken King looked at Li Daofeng anxiously and waited impatiently. Seeing that Li Daofeng had not moved for a long time, he couldn't help but let out a puff and knelt down in front of Li Daofeng.

He is the emperor with a weak foot, and others have always knelt down to him. Since he took the throne, he has never knelt down to anyone.

But now for his throne, he knelt in front of Li Daofeng.

He knew very well that if he was not the emperor, he was nothing.

Don't look at all the people in Foot Pot Chicken now. They are all respectful when they see him. When they see him, they kneel down and talk to him, as if they are his grandsons.

But if he was not the emperor, these people would be the first to rush up and beat him to death. He firmly believes in this because he himself is such a person.

Except for the throne, everything else is fake. Only rights are real. What dignity and face!

In the face of rights, they are nothing.

For rights, he can ask for nothing.

It doesn't matter if he kneels down to Li Daofeng, he is willing to kneel down and lick Li Daofeng.

Li Daofeng thought for a moment and smiled: "It seems that I can give senior sister a big gift. If I give this gift, senior sister will not cover my nose with a big ball!"