I am Huanglong, the favorite of the Honghuang group

"Brother, why are you still in the mood to play chess?"

In the newly built Fengdu Hell, a ray of green sword light pierced the sky and landed on Baodu Mountain, revealing a beautiful fairy with a slender body wrapped in a blue fairy dress and a jade pendant around her waist ringing crisply, but her face was full of anger.

"What's the matter? What's next for the human race has nothing to do with me. Feng is all built by Taiyi, and it has nothing to do with me." Huang Long spread his hands and smiled.

Although there are a lot of things now whether it is the human race or the underworld.

But it has little to do with Huanglong.

After all, it is Fuxi who is in charge of the human race now.

He fought for Fuxi's peace in Yuanhui, and how this Yuanhui develops is Fuxi's business.

If there is too much interference, it will affect Fuxi's proof of the Tao, and in the end the Three Emperors will not be able to return to the throne.

Huanglong is really going to cry to death.

As for the underworld, he has no intention of interfering with too many underworlds for the time being, this is Taiyi's job.

"Why can't I bear it? Didn't they come to scold me in front of me? Besides, anyone who achieves a career must experience a lot of slander. In a sense, this is also a kind of praise." Huang Long laughed.

Thanks to Yibo Dijun for setting a precedent by marrying Sun Yu and Yue Yu at the same time.

But I just didn't expect that Honghuang would have a navy to engage in a public opinion war.

"Resist the demons, kill the demons."

Every time there is a discussion, there will always be a group of people who start talking about other things, and the beginning is often like this——

The final decision was for him to marry Yao Chi alone.

All kinds of ways to play casually.

In the picture, a group of monks gathered in a beautiful valley, with a lot of evil spirits. They are not pure cultivators, and their cultivation is not high. They are the most common and representative group of monks in the prehistoric era.

"That's right, we were defeated by the Demon Race when we waited for the allies of the Righteous Path. The demons rose and the Dao disappeared, and the Righteous Path was unfortunate."

Mainly Xuannv.

"Really, the world has no eyes, the new demon race of the human race, since the beginning of its birth, has been cooperating with the demon race in the past. It is already a little vicious, but now it is even more hateful. The emperor of heaven is merciful, and he can't bear me to suffer any longer, trying to waste my own luck. We must also kill this threat in the bud in advance, I hate that the demons have come up with such a desperate plan." Another Taoist said indignantly.

The former is simple, borrowing Zhenyuanzi's book, putting the Xuanyuan sword in it, and it is being forged.

Otherwise, he will not be able to explain.

And the key to the public opinion war lies in publicity and quantity.

"I am not supporting anyone", "Objectively speaking", "Let's not make generalizations", "Pure passers-by"...

At the moment, the crowd is excited, everyone is passionate, and they don't care about anything.

"Bullshit!"

"Brother, can you bear it? You don't even know what they are saying. They are talking nonsense, just to smear you and the black race. It is said that Cangjie created characters, spread characters, and spread cultivation methods to plunder all races. Luck, in order to enslave all races." Seeing that Huanglong was indifferent and still drawing cards, Bi Xiao became even more impatient, and with a wave of his hand, the screen surged in the void, showing what happened in the prehistoric world, and let Huanglong and the others watch it in person.

"Brother, please preach." Bi Xiao strode towards Huang Long, his eyes glowed, and he knew that Senior Brother Huang Long is not someone who likes to suffer, and there will be a way to get revenge.

Huang Long planned to marry them together.

At this time, I am busy with the future birth planning of ten thousand races, as well as the crucial birth of the human race.

Get together and whisper.

……

One heaven, one hell.

So now back to Qilin Cliff, out of sight and out of mind.

"That's right." Huang Long nodded, Luo Hu knew it, he knew it, and Luo Hu's only remaining evil thoughts have now become part of his avatar. It is no big problem to say that he is the second generation demon ancestor.

Yun Xiao, even the most tempered in Fengdu, couldn't help frowning. He never expected that he could turn black and white like this.

And the domineering Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had already drawn out the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi, but before she could do so, Huang Long grabbed her palm: "Senior Sister, please be careful, the mouths of the world can't be blocked. If you do this, just It will increase the story and make it easier for them to smear. And if you kill too much, it will add karma, which is unnecessary."

"Yeah, brother, you have to think of a way. This is only part of it, and there are more." Bi Xiao waved his hand again, and the picture changed again.

But Jinling, Wudang, and Yunxiao didn't want to fight again, and they all looked at it.

The last Taoist said loudly: "Everyone, if we practice the righteous way, how can we be with monsters? From today onwards, we will kill all the demons we see, resist the demons' writing, accumulate strength, and completely kill the demons! "

The more they talked, the more injustice became, Taoists one after another joined the discussion, criticizing with words and pens.

On the other hand, Huang Long remained calm, played a lot of tricks, and made a lot of money.

"That's right, our talents are limited. No matter how hard we practice, what kind of realm can we reach? And how can our talents determine our achievements? It should be determined by our moral character. We are good people, and we should be reincarnated as saints in the next life." , so that in only a few hundred years, we can achieve achievements that we can't achieve in tens of thousands of years. The saints are so merciful, and the demons still want to resist!" Another Taoist cursed.

"But scolding like this, those who don't know the truth will only misunderstand, which is not good for the human race. Moreover, if the human race's language is not spread, Cangjie's way is not smooth." Yun Xiao frowned.

But Huanglong still played cards slowly.

Recently, she disappeared mysteriously, and Yao Chi also disappeared.

Yun Xiao Wudang also cursed angrily.

But I don't know why, since that time, he has seen a dangerous light in the eyes of Nine Heavens Profound Girl, looking at him as if looking at prey.

In terms of the order and time of recognition, Xuannv is still ahead.

No matter how Huang Long looked at it, he felt that something was wrong. If it wasn't clear that there was no murderous intent between the two of them, he almost thought that the two of them were going to fight.

"That's right, it's hateful! Ever since Pangu created the world, there has been chaos and chaos. Neither dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, nor the heavens can rule the floods. Why? Because there is no order in the world! But now, Empress Houtu is compassionate and loving, and has created order. As long as we are devout If we dedicate everything to the saints, the saints will remember our contributions, and we will be rich in the next life, but the demons want to destroy such an order, it is hateful!" another Taoist cursed.

"Yes, resist the demons and kill the demons."

The human race faced two at the same time.

Several times, I wanted to quit the job.

They obviously invaded the human race and committed many evil deeds in the human race, but in the end they were still on the right path.

And he is the ancestor of the human race, so it is right that the human race is a demon race.

So, back to the leisurely life for a while.

The two waves of people should have different forces behind them.

A Taoist said full of grief and indignation.

But you don't even think about who owns Tiandao.com now?
Huang Long spoke shallowly, Yun Xiao Wudang opened his small mouth wide, expressing shock, while Bi Xiao's eyes shone brightly.

Hearing the news, she almost drew her sword and stabbed someone.

During the Chinese New Year, when people come to Boda, a large number of souls will fall, which means that a large number of souls will be born.

However, public opinion is made out of nothing, drawn out of thin air, and generalized, regardless of the facts, objectively speaking, a slap can't be slapped...

"The demons are vicious and vicious, they must not be allowed to destroy this sacred order!"

"To decide whether something is acceptable, the main thing is not whether you like it or not, but whether you need it or not. Cangjie's writing is currently the only writing that can be learned and approved by the Dao of Heaven without cultivation or blood. Status, it’s impossible to learn or not.” Huang Long said indifferently, and then said, “However, if you want to play, you can also play, have some fun, and teach them what is the correct way to spread information. Way."

"It's nothing to spread, just for fun, a piece of news is not big enough, increase the news." Huang Long said indifferently, public opinion war, this thing he has seen a lot in later generations.

"Senior brother, how can you bear it?" Bi Xiao asked puzzled.

"It's hateful! The way of heaven is unfair. If we are born with ordinary blood, even if we work hard for a lifetime, experience many dangers, three disasters and nine disasters, it will be difficult to enter the golden fairy realm. Only the Empress Dowager is compassionate and loving, and she can transform into reincarnation with her body. We have an upward path. As long as we are loyal to the Pangu saints, work hard and go through fire and water for the saints, we can hope to reincarnate the saints in the next life, and enjoy bliss forever on top of all living beings. After killing many of my compatriots, they only need to accumulate some merits to be reincarnated into the holy race!"

In a mountain range in the wilderness, another group of monks gathered together, talking loudly, and they were still talking about the human race.

……

"That can't be so slandered for nothing? A group of people who don't know right from wrong, don't distinguish between right and wrong." The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said angrily.

Compared with later generations, Hong Huang's method is still a bit simple.

A leopard demon dressed in a floral dress with an incomplete transformation yelled, "The heavens have no eyes, and let the demons, the human race, live."

What he has to prepare now are mainly private affairs, one is to cast Xuanyuan Sword, and the other is to get married.

It can be said that it is a year-end holiday, but Huanglong is not a man.

They happen to be in West Kunlun.

It's just that Qiong Xiao is pitiful, and the priesthood has been done almost.

"Huh! Give me the money."

Then, after that, the prehistoric public opinion changed again.

"Senior brother, don't you know? Now outside, it is said that you are the second-generation demon ancestor. The heavenly demon is still alive, and it is more ferocious than Luo Hu, and the human race is also a demon race." Bi Xiao exclaimed angrily.

Naturally, Huang Long didn't say anything else, he just got married one after another, and he could receive double gifts.

The latter is more critical. There is a little problem with the bride.

He, Jinling, Yunxiao, and Wudang happened to be at a mahjong table.

But later, Yaochi and Nine Heavens Xuannv talked about something.

Especially when the Huanglong group did nothing but play mahjong.

One by one is just a simple reversal of black and white stages, everything happened in real life, just changed a bit.

At first glance, a group of people seem to make sense.

Listen carefully, it makes sense.

Seeing that everyone else is scolding, I have a different opinion, and suddenly everyone is drunk and I am sober, with a superior IQ, and start to fight back.

Then fight back for the sake of fighting back. The more you argue, the more you feel that you are right.

Later, I felt that I was right, and I was even more lost.