Chapter 487 My Emperor, Long Live!

The goblin old man knew that Jimo Ya was not an ordinary person when he saw Jimo Ya's general demeanor. Although he was holding a human woman who seemed to be asleep on his shoulder, it did not affect his elegant demeanor at all.

The old goblin turned around to the people in the big carriage, chattering.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, revealing a middle-aged dwarf who was covered in all kinds of jewels and beautiful and exquisite armor.

He wore a heavy crown on his head, and jeweled rings on every finger.

Even the ears and nose hang a lot.

Giving people the illusion of a nouveau riche, Jimo Ya gently raised his eyebrows, is this the king of goblins?

The king of goblins covered in jewels opened his hands to Jimo Ya, made a friendly gesture of welcome, and said in a very blunt tone, "Welcome, Human Race, what happened to you just now? It feels like there is, The mob showed up, like?"

Goblins are a rare race. They have their own language, and they are basically isolated from the world and cannot understand human language.

Unless the priests or capable people in the clan have studied the language of the human race, they will say that the goblin king's crappy human speech can be understood at least.

It's good to be able to communicate.

Jimo Ya secretly heaved a sigh of relief, the elder goblin priest's cultivation level is not low.

On other people's territory, he has something to ask for, and it is better to put peace first.

As long as the attitude is friendly, there is something to talk about. From the king's outfit, we can see his character. The character of greed for money is absolutely indispensable. Things that can be solved with money are not things.

Jimo Ya smiled warmly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, the situation is like this..."

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Monster land, bird family.

Thousands of birds gather, and the bird clan has a new emperor, finally starting to gain momentum again.

It has been silent for ten years, because there is no bird king, the bird demon clan is not doing very well in the demon land.

On the battlefield of the Yaozu, the other Yaozu had their emperors to help them, and their losses were smaller. The Birds had not had the support of the emperor in recent years, and suffered a lot of losses.

Afterwards, the Nymphs either hid themselves, or sought their own way out, in short, they fell apart.

Now that the Penghuang is back, and all birds return to their hearts, they all come to worship.

Penghuang still looks like Huan Jiuli, with a strong body, full of wild and tense beauty, his eyes no longer have the simple and simple look of the past, replaced by rough and wild and arrogant carelessness.

"My emperor, long live!"

"My emperor, I have eternal life!"

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Thousands of bird demons first cheered and worshiped, beaming with joy.

Peng Huang'Huan Jiuli' glanced coldly at the audience, and that cold and domineering aura made all the bird demons shiver in unison.

"My lord returns, and my bird demon clan will surely prosper! I will not blame the past for what happened in the past. In the future, we must work together, and if there is a difference in our mind, we will be punished!"

Thousands of birds and demons all froze down and worshiped, "Yes! I am willing to submit to my emperor."

'Huan Jiuli' said with a slanted momentum, "The king-level monsters come out!"

Immediately, six big birds flew to Peng Huang'Huan Jiuli' and surrendered.

'Huan Jiuli' said again, "The handsome monsters line up!"

There are only hundreds of birds hovering in front of the 'Huan Jiuli', expressing their submission.

These are the elites of the Nirvana clan, "Huan Jiuli" glanced coldly, seemingly dissatisfied, "The emperor has only been in seclusion for ten years, and you are all withered like this?"

All the birds dare not make a sound.