Fragmentists, centrists, etc. are not so easy to be accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being accused of being awkward. They may be caught in the middle and be in a dilemma.

For example, Philip, his relationship with Tang En is really good. Although he has never had a lifelong relationship, it seems to be more like a friend of wine and meat. But even if the friend of wine and meat has developed to a certain extent, the friendship remains unchanged. Whether it is the first negotiation with the Gray-Clothed Army, or on the issue of Allen, etc., he and Tang En both have something to owe each other and give something to each other, which is far beyond the coldness of ordinary friends of wine and meat, and the cooperative relationship is very good.

But now Tang En brought people to block his grandfather, and his grandfather also wanted to take Tang En, Joshia and others into pieces. It can be said that neither side was a good guy. As a result, after the battle, Tang En almost died and his grandfather was dying...

How can Philip, who is sandwiched between friendship and family love, deal with himself?

After thinking about it, I could only fight Tang En to fight desperately!

Of course, the fight cannot be beaten, but the result is not important. What is important is the process and the meaning of the process - Philip tried his best, and he also took revenge, and he had done his best to find some place for his grandfather. In this way, it can be regarded as a satisfactory explanation for himself...

Allen knew this very well, so when he saw Philip and Don't panic and persuade him to fight, he did not panic and persuade him to fight. Instead, he calmly closed the door, removed the tables and chairs around him, poured two cups of tea. Finally, he took out a medical box from the inner room...

After Allen finished all this slowly, this battle with great significance came to an end.

"Hosh...huh...your mother! He said yes...hiss...and he said he wouldn't slap in the face..."

"Haha, so you still remember it. Why did someone's first punch come directly to me?" Compared to the floor, lying on his back and breathing heavily, Philip Tangen's image was much better. He tidied up his messy clothes. He sat back at the table, picked up the tea and drank it. Then, he grinned Danqing's mouth, not feeling very good.

It's embarrassing, I was actually hit by this guy...

Tang En's strength is undoubtedly several times stronger than Philip. Even if both sides do not use fighting spirit and blood, Tang En can still beat Philip eight streets by fist and foot skills alone. But this guy is too thief. He hugged and wrestled. Tang En was not careful for a moment, and was shocked by the news of Wu Ding's dying. In a daze, he was successfully attacked by this guy...crack!

"You too...you're so embarrassed, hissing...I mean you can't slap me in the face..."

The words were intermittent, but Tang En could certainly understand the meaning and whispered: "How fresh, your grandfather is much stronger than me, and he didn't show any mercy. Damn, he almost didn't cut me into the sea with a sword!"

"I won't say it anymore... be gentle, be gentle. It hurts..." Seeing that Tang En didn't need care, Allen naturally helped Philip up. The trauma potion rubbed the panda's eye sockets, and screams suddenly sounded in the room, "I won't apply it anymore... Fortunately, I was prepared..."

As he said that, Philip took out a scroll from his arms, and without looking at it, he smashed it directly. In an instant, a holy and gentle light filled the room, covering Philip's body.

Guangming healing scroll, or high-end goods... Tang En had such a good eye, and instantly recognized this thing. The corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch, knowing that this guy was really prepared. He just waited for him to come and then cured his trauma, but he was not at a loss at all. In comparison,

Tang En rubbed Danqing's mouth and felt even more depressed. He said angrily: "Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

"Not busy. I'll ask you a question first... Gudong..." Panda's eyes turned dimly, Philip drank tea, spit out tea foam, and put down the tea cup. Then, he leaned forward and stared at Tang En fiercely, as if he was watching a big enemy with hatred of taking his wife. "The mysterious barbarian commander of the Northern Wilderness Tribe is now in your gray-clothed army..."

"Yes, I took it there." Now, Lansha's existence is not necessary, nor can it be concealed. Tang En simply nodded and admitted, and said happily, "Haha, aren't you very shocked? As far as I know, your Bran army has eaten a lot of deflated things in her hands recently..."

He waved his hand strongly and interrupted, "Who is asking you this - I heard that the mysterious barbarian commander is a woman? She is very young? She is still very beautiful? She has a great figure?"

"Well?"

"Your mother!" Tang En was stunned, undoubtedly giving Philip the answer. His handsome face was instantly distorted due to complex expressions such as grief, anger, regret, etc. He stuck his hands out and pinched Tang En's neck, and roared angrily, "I'm fighting with you--Tang En! You ruined me and became famous in battle, ruined my thousand-year glory--"

"Damn it! What a mess..."

Before I caught Don Eun, Philip slapped the table so loudly, cried and snatched the earth, and cried in tears: "It's too late to start! It's too late to start - if I met Joshia first, there would be no such thing as the gray army, there would be no current predicament of Bran, I am the hero of the empire - if I knew that the mysterious barbarian commander was such a strange woman, I would be the legend of ending the thousand-year war between Bran and the Northern Wilderness and peacefully reunifying the continent. My golden name of Philip will inevitably be left in history -"

silence!

Half opened his mouth, Tang En was stunned, and Allen was also stunned. At this moment, he felt that Philip, the flower wolf in the imperial capital, made a lot of sense, and they were speechless...

...

Strong logic!

Although this seems more like a farce, if Tang En had not traveled to this other world, with Philip's title of flower wolf in the imperial capital and countless tricks, I have to say that these fantasies... well, there seems to be a slight possibility of success.

By then, Philip would become the number one person in history, and would even be even more awesome than his grandfather, Sword God Woodin.

How could such a powerful existence be able to win a world of peace? What a legend that shocks the past and present...

Well, the above is just fantasy. Now that Tang En is here, Joshia is her wife, Lan Sha is secretly feeling for him, so it makes no sense to say this.

But immediately, it was not Tang En who ended Philip's farce. Although the latter came to his senses and planned to teach him a lesson, and then beat his handsome face into a pig's head... But at this moment, there were sounds of knocking outside the door.

"This is..." Tang En couldn't help but be stunned and asked in surprise after Allen opened the door. After he walked in, he saw Philip slumping on the wooden chair in a heartbroken manner, drinking tea was like drinking wine, one cup after another, snot and tears, and he was also stunned, "What's going on? I heard the noise here next door."

"Let me introduce it." He instantly packed his expression. Philip spread his hands weakly and looked at Tang En and said, "I am just a leader. This time I am not looking for you, but these members of Congress are looking for you... Sir, aren't you going to talk to the gray army? Then let's talk to him first, and he can talk to him. His name is Tang En, and he is the man of the leader of the gray army...'Hmph, a pair of dog men and women'..."

Of course, the latter comment that gave up on oneself and resentful woman was said with confidence. Otherwise, Tang En would beat him to death...

"Hello, Mr. Tang. We are..." After hearing Philip's introduction, these old men in the gorgeous costumes were immediately excited. They had been waiting for this for a long time. If Bran had not been in a precarious situation, how could the luxurious negotiating group formed in their identities be waiting for a rebellious mob here?

However, before the old man finished speaking, Tang En waved his hand and interrupted, "It doesn't matter who you are." He turned to look at Philip and spoke calmly, "I'll throw them out now, don't you mind?"

What a joke, you just want to negotiate? You don’t look at whoever takes the initiative now! Everyone can start a war, but if you want to stop, the winner will have the final say!

"Well……"

"presumptuous!"

"Junior, even if you are a poor person and have never seen the world, you should be polite!"

"Bold! What do you want to do? I warn you, ah-"

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He got up, raised his feet and kicked him around, and the figures flew around, and a series of sounds of hitting the walls suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the door, and a human tower was built instantly. Then, the door was slammed, and the sound insulation was good, done!

After clapping his palms, as if dusting off the insignificant dust, Tang En sat back at the table, looked at Philip and Allen who were speechless, and spread his hands innocently: "Everyone said they were going to throw them out, but they just couldn't understand people's words. Are you wondering?"

"No need... this is it?" After pausing, Philip smiled bitterly, "They are all members of the Second Prince's faction, very sincere, otherwise I would not have taken on this job."

Of course, Don Eun would not care about the MPs, nor did he care about the struggle for imperial power. He just looked at Philip and asked, "Do you know what they are going to talk about?"

"Uh, probably know."

Tang En spread his hands: "That's all right. Why are so many people coming to scare me?"

Philip was speechless, and looked at Tang En for a while and shook his head and sighed: "It's true that I can't hide it from you. Well, how did you see that I can make the decision on this negotiation?"

"I'm thinking too much, right?" Tang En shook his fingers, squinted his eyes and chuckled, "It's very simple. As long as the Sword God doesn't die, these dishes can also call you to lead the way? Besides, although you are unreliable, this so-called negotiation is at most just to convey an intention, not that important. You are more than enough to make a decision, so why do you need these old guys to clamor to hold on to the scene?"

He paused and leaned against the wooden chair, "Tell me, what do you want to play this time?"

"Tsk, just this mind, Winsling shouldn't believe you will die so easily." She smacked her lips and sighed. Philip straightened his body a little, "Okay, since you have seen through it, then let's talk openly. By the way, this time it's not my grandfather's intention. He is really not good now... Don't misunderstand, I didn't blame you, at least I can't say I hate you. To be honest, in fact, my grandfather's body has been getting worse and worse over the years, especially after returning from the north last year, he was afraid of the cold, and it was almost time to get out of the lights..."

After turning the teacup in his hand, Philip said slowly, "At this time, I can fight Bamutu, the most powerful opponent in the Northern Wilderness, at this time, and I will be happy to fight Bamutu, the best in the North Wasteland. Even if I don't win, he is comforting and happy. I can see this, so... Tang En, my grandfather doesn't blame you."

He was stunned and nodded slightly. At this time, Tang En finally understood why Wu Ding died on the river and wanted to fight to the death with them. The reason was not that he made a mistake in calculating, nor that Wu Ding didn't care about the safety of the Bran Empire. It was just that he didn't have much time left...

Alan was stunned when he heard this. Tang En, an outsider, may not have felt the significance of Woodin to the Bran Empire, but they are different from those of the native Bran people. Woodin is not as simple as the Sword God, or even the so-called No. 1 strong man in the continent, but only his identity as the guardian god of Bran!

It is no exaggeration to say that when Woodin fell, Bran collapsed half of the sky. And with the current situation, the period of destruction can be seen...

"Okay, don't say that. If you have time, take the time to see my grandfather. You can see that he wants to say something to you." Philip shook his head, as if he was taking this aside the thoughts in his mind, and said seriously, "This time I came here mainly because of Wang Ting. They want to calm down the chaos in the country as soon as possible. So a plan is to draw out an area in the north for the Grey Army. In this area, the Grey Army can do whatever it wants. This is nominally managed on behalf of the Bran Empire, equivalent to an affiliated fief. The two sides can sign an agreement, not attack each other for more than ten years, or hundreds of years..."

Hearing this, Allen was completely stunned. The affiliated fiefdom can do whatever he wanted... What is this concept? Isn't this a small country? The gray-clothed army actually succeeded, and it really defeated the Bran Empire and even cedeed the territory and ruled?!

Tang En was not excited. On the contrary, he picked up the teacup casually: "It sounds good. Yes, why not talk about how big that area is, right?"

After pausing, Philip blinked: "Five cities?"

"Ha..." Tang En smiled, laughing and mocking. He did not comment on this range, but raised his finger and pointed out the door. "They should be glad that they were not talking to me, otherwise it would not be as simple as being kicked out-I will put them into the grave one by one in advance!"

"Uh... don't be excited, so you're negotiating. Haha, some talk, some talk..." Philip laughed embarrassedly, "Then tell me, how big is the territory do you want?"

"Not much, one piece of place is enough!" Tang En raised his index finger straight, squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox, "For example, that place called Bran."

"Ha..." Philip also smiled, with a ridiculous smile, "I want to make the decision and agree, but the key is that you can fight the gray army?"

"Don't be excited, so negotiate. Some talk, some talk..." Tang En pretended to patted Philip on the shoulder, first returned the original words, and then smiled, "Then like this, who made us have a good relationship? Give you face. One-size-fits-all, how about the North giving us?"

Philip could no longer pretend, and supported the table and gritted his teeth: "You are teasing me!"

"Wrong! You are the ones who are so funny first..."
Chapter completed!