His ancestors have experienced catastrophes even more terrifying than Emperor Zheng, and now whether they are living in the world or those of the same clan, they must not be able to live as well as the divine weavers who were taken to the Emperor Que clan.

Just this is enough to make Qin Yichen clenched the knife in his hand.

When the Dique clan returned, Qin Yichen already felt like going home.

Especially when he was looking anxiously tossing back and forth, stomping and frowning from time to time, urging Emperor Que to interrogate his mother-in-law, Qin Yichen couldn't help but smile.

"mother!"

"Father!"

Qin Yichen screamed with a smile, and from the common to the imperial family, the daughter is worthy of the father's little padded jacket, Princess Wen Qing just came back, the tears couldn't be stretched, and she threw herself into the arms of Emperor Que and wept bitterly.

"Father...I will never be able to play with Yushu again in the future?"

What surprised Qin Yichen was that Princess Wenqing was most saddened by the fact that her best friend betrayed her.

The hardships along the way are not only this matter, whether it is the heavenly brocade dress or the little boy, the fierce battle with the Yuan Tiandi, and the encounter with the Zerg God King, it seems that it is more important than the turning over of a girlfriend.

What made Princess Wenqing uncomfortable was the look in Princess Yushu's eyes when she broke off with her...

Princess Wenqing didn't know whether to hate, after all, it was the first time she tasted the betrayal of a sister.

Even speaking, Princess Wenqing doesn't have many friends, especially her sisters and girlfriends other than her own clan.

Princess Wen Qing can't forget Xiao Yuanque's sentence that such anti-thief is not worthy of your sister. That is the heartache that made her cry and gnash her teeth!

Emperor Que frowned slightly, as if Qin Yichen was guarding the prisoners of the Shen Weaver Clan, Emperor Que already knew the whole story of their battle with Yuan Tiandi.

But the emperor Dique was at a loss at this moment. It was obvious that Er Bo didn't care about this kind of thing, and didn't even think it was necessary to mention it.

Dique's eyes flashed, and he understood the whole story in an instant. He rubbed Princess Wenqing's head and smiled and comforted: "Girl, real gold is not afraid of fire, true friends, only when things happen again. , It can be distinguished clearly."

Qin Yichen's battle was indifferent, and in a moment, he saw Que Tianshu, the eldest brother of the Emperor Que Qixing, approaching, as if he had arranged more than 100,000 prisoners of war.

"Friends of Taoism, please come with me to heal your wounds first."

Even if it was Feng Nianwu, at this moment, there was no sign of disregard, and in this battle, their injuries were really not light. Compared with this, Qin Yichen was surprisingly only slightly injured.

However, looking at the demon Yuekong, whose legs were already shattered and supported by Hua Daorou, Que Tianshu couldn't help but look complicated.

This kind of injury is not something they can heal, and even Yao Yuekong himself wants to recover very difficult.

It is very difficult for a strong emperor to be injured, because the emperor's body has already experienced the baptism of thousands of dynasties, just like the emperor enthroned, and the emperor will live forever.

But there is yin and yang in the way of heaven. Once a strong emperor is injured, and his legs are still as serious as broken, it is not easy to heal.

Que Zhen saw it in his eyes, and said: "Friend Yuekong, follow the old man to the treasure house of the clan, there will be a good medicine that can cure one or two."

Yao Yuekong slowly waved his hand, "Speak up first, and it won't be too late to heal after finishing talking."

Yao Yuekong is an arrogant demon emperor. He doesn't want to be swayed by others, so the demon power condenses between his legs and turns into two legs and feet.

However, Yao Yuekong's steps were extremely staggering and awkward, as if he had just put on a prosthetic leg, he staggered after a few steps, and Hua Daorou didn't dare to leave his left or right.

This shocked Qin Yichen's eyes. You must know that Yao Yuekong is a strong emperor, not to mention the unstable walking, even a broken limb, a finger, a strand of long hair, can break the stars.

Under normal circumstances, it is not a problem that Yaoyuekong's emperor turns into countless magical powers, but at this moment, the legs of the demon's power are actually separated from itself.

Que Zhen also trembled: "The emperor's bones are broken, and the emperor's prestige is hard to condense. Daoist Yuekong, for this battle... the great grace is not to be thanked!"

Yao Yuekong smiled, just like a teenager: "Don't worry, after talking about the business, I will go to your clan's treasure house to search."

In the Emperor Que Palace, Cang Jingtian did not leave. The seat that originally belonged to Emperor Que, but at this moment, was seated by Que Zhen. The former was to accompany him to the side seat.

"Brother Jingtian, those hundred thousand prisoners of war, 30% of your Boundless Clan, 20% of the Kunpeng Clan, and the remaining 50%, how about my Emperor Que Clan and Wujin Clan?"

Cang Jingtian nodded slightly, saying that there was no problem. The alliance with the Dique clan has a big advantage, that is, everyone is open and the distribution of benefits is very even, and it is all about eating as much meat as you can.

The Kunpeng clan does not have the power of the emperor realm to come, so they only get 20%, which is completely for Kun Youtian's face, and the 50% of the emperor clan is included in the Chinese Dao's soft wind and martial arts, and even the demon moon sky .

Fifty thousand prisoners of war are also the backbone of the god-weaver tribe. Qin Yichen estimates that if there are enough materials and treasures, about 30,000 pieces of god-clothed soft armor can be built every day.

Although those **** clothes were almost useless to Qin Yichen, for the army under his command, it was enough to give them an extra life on the battlefield.

Even putting Qin Yichen in the same realm, a divine garment made by the divine weaver tribe is equivalent to a treasure of the hole card to him.

Calculated like this, the Shenzhi clan is also worthy of the name of the emperor, and even Yuan Tiandi's wining, and even paying a ray of Tianluo net for this, is also worthwhile.

After all, these god-weaver clan prisoners of war can make god-cloth treasures for his Emperor Que clan, and the Zhiya Niang and the rest of the god-weaver clan can also make them for the heavenly army.

The importance of the army is self-evident. Regardless of the imposing power of Emperor Yuan Tian, although he was defeated in this battle, he was almost never injured except for the backlash of the heavenly contract held by Qin Yichen.

But let Yuan Tian emperor alone control the entire emperor heaven realm, that is simply impossible.

Without the Emperor Tianguan, without the satellite army, the dark part of the heaven, and the positions of the heavenly ministers, the navy of the heaven, and the emperor of Yuan Tian, it is simply not stable.

The huge emperor heaven, even if relying on the teleportation array to travel through every race, it would take a long time. There are real rebellions, and the Yuantian emperor can die from exhaustion.

Perhaps the imperial clan to the west of the emperor heaven has just been surrendered, and the emperor clan to the east has already stepped across the Tianhe to reach the heavenly court.

Of course, his own strength is strong enough to be able to fight against the world with one person, but this sentence is too far away, the black ancestors as far away as today need to support a disciple to come to the emperor.

Moreover, even if it is divided equally by 50%, in addition to about 60,000 Divine Weavers, there are six or seven Divine Weavers elders!

Qin Yichen estimated that among these six or seven, at least two or three were emperors! The emperor of the Divine Weaving Clan is a divine clothing Lingluo, or Yingluo streamer, a treasure of the emperor's level, which is enough to build the emperor's realm!