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"So... the most important thing is strength."

This matter is simple and simple, and it is difficult and difficult to say.

As long as their strength is strong enough to suppress the president of the Seven Guilds, then all these difficulties are nothing.

Because this is a world controlled by the strong.

"You family should have a lot of strong people?" Ouyang Biaofeng looked at the emperor seriously. "As far as I know, the strongest of the seven guilds is the president of the general meeting of Lu and the Lei Association. As long as they can suppress them, things will solve a lot."

The northern part of the emperor was dull as night. He had talked with his father about this matter, and the idea was almost identical.

The strength of the president of the guild has always been underestimated. When the time comes together, the strength is terrible.

......

"Less master, time is up." Huang Futing looked at the sky outside and reminded him.

Emperor Beibei nodded slightly, and this slowly walked out of the door of the Dark Congregation and walked toward the square behind.

At this moment, people around the square have already been filled with people. People who have rarely seen them on weekdays have almost appeared here. This kind of scene is even less than the succession ceremony of the original bright lady.

When that extravagant figure appeared, everyone’s eyes fell on him.

He is a man full of magic, but wherever he appears, everyone's eyes will be involuntarily attracted to him.

Today, he is the protagonist.

He wore a black robes, a red burning flame embroidered on the tail of the robe, and a red flame strip tied around his waist, lining up the long body.

His face is very beautiful, and the entire upper class knows that Emperor Beibei is a famous beautiful man.

When I saw it today, everyone could not help but be dumped by his handsome face.

It was a handsome beauty that was shocked by the heavens. The facial features seemed to be carved by the heavens. The contours of the face were as sharp as a knife, but the chills were beautiful.

A pair of eyes with mysterious light, introverted by this fierce sultry light.

Just a glance, it makes people unconsciously bow their heads and dare not stare at the embarrassment that contains powerful power.

Under the eyes of countless people, he was like a stroll in the air, and quietly appeared on the high platform.

Looking at the proud figure, the people who wanted to fall were inexplicably feel that their lips were dry, and there was no way to say what they wanted to say.

This kind of gas field has already surpassed them too much.

fling in teeth?

What qualifications do they have to ridicule such a person who is better than them in many ways?

The imperial concubine is waiting for the emperor's emperor on the high platform, and his heart is full of pride. It is really a very proud thing to have such a son.

Even if the next thing may exceed their expectations, they are ready to respond.

The hundred-mile red makeup stood under the high platform and looked at the man on the stage. The Qing Dynasty was full of satisfaction and worship.

She worships this man.

Worship his courage, his wisdom, everything he has, and she is more fortunate because this is her man.

Shangguan Yingying stood on the side of the hundred-mile red makeup: "Red makeup, you see, Xiaojia and Junjia people are there."

Baili red makeup eyes turn around, but I saw Xiao Yanlong and Jun Hongcheng, but I saw Xiao Xudong in the juniors, but I didn't see the shadow of the sorrow dance.