The female cannon fodder in the book, the villain instantly turned into a pitiful and coquettish gir

Ling Jinhan, the most unconventional "quasi-overlord" on the Yunling Continent, rushed to the palace gate with his group of guards who looked majestic but were actually nervous.

If the common people saw this, they would be shocked and think: When did the security measures of this palace become so down-to-earth?

As soon as he arrived at the place, Ling Jinhan was stunned. The scene before him was even more surprising than the imperial garden in the palace.

The generals of the Shenying Army, led by Leng Ying, knelt in unison as if they had rehearsed. It was a scene that could be described as a collective worship of the newly-crowned leader of the martial arts world.

Ling Jinhan was stunned. He thought it would be a tough battle, but this person was obviously here to surrender.

Ling Jinhan: Could it be that my personal charm, Ling Jinhan, has finally exploded, and even my old enemy has come to throw himself into my arms?

He is really famous. Look, he defeated the Divine Shadow Army without any effort, and the unification of the Yunling Continent is just around the corner.

Ling Jinhan almost couldn't help humming a little tune.

He deliberately put on an emperor's attitude, as if saying "I understand, you can leave now."

As the long legs took a step forward, it could be said that the pace was like a cat's walk, and the swaying motion showed the pride of a winner.

Finally, he stopped in front of Leng Ying, his eyes showing both pride and tentativeness, and the corners of his mouth curled up in an arc that seemed like a smile but not a smile.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, "You little brats, I'll make you obedient to me."

As for Leng Ying and the others, they were like sculptures, motionless, but muttering to themselves.

"What exactly is Ling Jinhan up to? Is he going to come up with some dirty tricks to mess with us again?"

Ling Jinhan thought to himself that this group of Shenying soldiers were like a huge rock in his heart that could neither be moved nor kicked away.

Let’s fight. Yun Yi will definitely take the opportunity to cause trouble.

If they don't fight, they will draw a clear line with Ling State and make themselves look like an isolated village chief.

Just when Ling Jinhan's inner drama was so rich that it could be filmed in a ten-episode TV series.

He suddenly turned his back to Leng Ying and the others, lightly hooked his fingers and made a mysterious gesture.

The shadow guards in the dark blended into the night and retreated silently. Their speed was faster than that of a courier delivering food.

Although masters like Leng Ying, Yun Xian and Yun Feng appear calm on the surface, their minds are as clear as mirrors.

They had already noticed the Shadow Guard's movements.

However, no one said anything. Everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see who would lose their temper first.

The two groups seemed to be in a confrontation, each standing still in their original positions, waiting for the other side to move first so that they could use static to counter dynamic.

The scene fell into an eerie stillness for a moment, and the air was filled with an atmosphere of "whoever moves first will be embarrassed".

There seemed to be a silent contest going on between Ling Jinhan and Leng Ying, a competition to see whose knees were stronger and whose patience was longer.

Just then, an untimely gurgling sound broke the silence. It turned out that Ling Jinhan's stomach began to protest.

He coughed awkwardly twice, thinking: "At this critical moment, why is your stomach not doing well?"

Seeing this, Leng Ying raised the corners of his mouth slightly and finally spoke.

"Your Majesty, we are willing to offer the Tiger Talisman of the Divine Shadow Army, but we have two conditions."

Yun Xian beside him was calm and composed, and spoke slowly.

"How about we have a 'peace negotiation + food feast' and talk while we eat?"

When these words were spoken, not only was Ling Jinhan stunned, but even the eyes of the guards behind him lit up, as if they saw a table full of delicacies from land and sea waving at them.

Ling Jinhan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter and clapped his hands.

"Haha, General, what a great idea! It seems that we are not only rivals on the battlefield, but also confidants in the world of food! Come on, I will give you a feast today in exchange for our future peaceful coexistence!"

Just like that, a confrontation that was originally tense was miraculously turned to the dining table because of a sudden rumbling stomach.

Inside and outside the palace gates, a unique "negotiation banquet" is about to begin.

"I just heard General Leng's magnetic voice coming over, saying that you still have two 'unreasonable desires' in your hands. Hey, our emperor is generous, why not take them out and expose them to the sun for everyone to have fun."

Shangguan Fei waved his fan and said happily.

But these words always leave people with ambiguity.

When Leng Ying heard this, he muttered to himself, thinking that the guy who delivered the message was really a talent, and he could even make his request in such a festive way.

If that's the case, he also has a plan to deal with it.

However, he still looked respectful, and bowed to the golden and magnificent dragon throne above him, which seemed to be able to reflect people's shadows. His posture was so standard that it could be used as a textbook, and he slowly uttered a string of words:

"Your Majesty, let's talk about the first one. It's like a child longing for his mother to return. His heart and eyes are filled with longing for His Royal Highness Prince Chen.

I heard that Your Majesty has great magical powers, and can easily wave your hand to open up a passageway, allowing us, a group of lost lambs, to continue to follow the glorious footsteps of His Royal Highness Prince Chen. That is more thirst-quenching than an iced watermelon in summer, and more caring than a warm stove in winter!"

After waiting for a while, Leng Ying put forward a second condition.

"Second, I hope the emperor can grant Nanyang as a fief to Leng Feng and others."

When the emperor heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, thinking that Leng Ying didn't talk much usually, but he was quite good at making people laugh at critical moments.

So the emperor coughed lightly and pretended to be serious.

"Well, for the first point, I'll grant you your sincere heart! As for the second point, I remember that Nanyang is a beautiful place with outstanding people. Are you planning to build a 'Lengfeng Villa' there, or are you planning to change your career and become a landlord, collecting rent until your hands are cramped?"

When Leng Ying heard this, he almost couldn't hold back his laughter, thinking that not only was the emperor not angry, he even joined in the joke, what a down-to-earth monarch.

From this point of view, this person has changed a lot.

After being stunned for a moment, Leng Ying quickly straightened his expression and continued.

"Your Majesty is wise! Leng Feng and his companions want to plant some seeds of hope and harvest some fruits of happiness on the warm land of Nanyang.

Of course, it would be great if I could become a philanthropic landlord. But I mainly want to share the emperor's worries, protect the border, and make Nanyang another solid line of defense for our country."

After hearing this, the emperor burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed in the magnificent hall, as if even the golden dragon on the dragon throne shook three times.

"Great! A great dual identity of being both a guard and a local landlord! Since you have such an idea, Nanyang will be given to you. But remember, don't just focus on collecting rent and forget about training the soldiers, or I won't forgive you when the time comes!"

As soon as the emperor said this, laughter suddenly rang out in the hall. Even Leng Ying's action of kowtowing to express his gratitude seemed so joyful, as if he was not kowtowing, but had picked up some priceless treasure.

However, in this festive atmosphere, no one noticed that a hint of viciousness flashed in Ling Jinhan's eyes, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark night, cold and secretive.

After Leng Ying kowtowed, he stood up and was about to leave happily when he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from behind and he shivered.

He looked back and found nothing, so he kept this in mind and thought about sending someone to remind Leng Feng.

Leng Ying was no pushover either. He quickly adjusted his expression, put on a nonchalant smile, and bowed in the direction of Ling Jinhan.

"I wonder when the emperor can help us open the passage to another world?"