"Old Qu, is it really okay?" Lin Muyu could still see that Qu Chu's spiritual perception had undergone huge fluctuations. For the powerhouse of the God Realm, it was not a normal thing for the heart to stop.
"I'm fine, Ayu doesn't have to worry about me."
Qu Chu looked at Qingyu on the wooden frame, and couldn't help saying: "You still think about how to fight against the demons. I always think they won't wait and die. Since the demons have gods such as Yang Li, Peixun, Huang Yi, etc. When the gods of the world come to help, they will definitely make a difference."
"Well, I'm also waiting for them to act." Lin Muyu nodded.
At this moment, seemingly to confirm their words, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the tent, and a messenger opened the door of the tent and entered, saying: "Your Highness, the Demon Race has sent an envoy here."
"Sure enough, let him in." Lin Muyu smiled.
"Yes!"
Everyone sat down, Qu Chu and Chu Yao sitting next to Lin Muyu, making him suddenly feel a sense of supreme confidence that he was finally not fighting alone in the barren land of Tongtian Province.
After a quarter of an hour, the envoy of the demon clan finally came from outside the camp. There were nine people, four armor demon, and five high demon clan. One of the high demon clan of the envoy scepter was wearing a five-star demon clan’s chest∽ ↘The emblem, with a ray of pride in his eyes, stepped forward and bowed to Lin Muyu, saying: "Huangpu, the deputy commander of the Protoss Third Army Corps, see His Royal Highness!"
"Huangpu?"
Lin Muyu smiled slightly and said, "I don't know if you came to our imperial camp, what's the matter?"
"The final will come on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor, naturally he brought the will of His Majesty."
"It's the Demon Emperor?" Wei Qiu sneered: "The person who is shrouded in a corner is also worthy to be called the Emperor of God. Your emperor is called the Emperor of God. I wonder if the gods of the heavens recognize this emperor?"
Being ridiculed by Wei Qiu, Huang Pu's complexion suddenly became uncontrollable, and Jieyu's aura also reduced a little. He glared at Wei Qiu, but the man in front of him was the famous Duke Wei in the east, who once mastered Longdanying II with one hand. A generation of famous generals, who have been fighting against the demons for four years, is not comparable to Huangpu in a mere district.
Lin Muyu smiled and asked, "So, what is your God Emperor's intention?"
Huangpu respectfully clasped his fists and said: "Enlighten His Royal Highness King Qin, the meaning of God Emperor is very simple. Our Protoss has fought with your empire year after year. In all, this war has been going on for seven years. The common people, not only the people of the Protoss have suffered from the war, but I think the common people of the empire are the same. War will only bring death and tears, nothing else."
Situ Sen raised his sword eyebrows and said, "Don't forget that it was the demons who launched the attack on the imperial territory first. Now we are reciprocating teeth. Are we wrong?"
"The general calms down..."
Huangpu was a man who spoke and said: "This time, I will only come to bring peace."
"Let's talk about it, what kind of peace?" Lin Muyu said.
Huangpu clasped his fist and said: "His Majesty the Emperor believes that there is only one way to end the war between the Protoss and the empire, so that the people on both sides will no longer suffer from this kind of war."
"what way?"
"A contest."
"Oh?" Lin Muyu couldn't help laughing: "Let's talk about it, what kind of martial arts competition?"
Huangpu said: "In a fair and just contest, the protoss and the empire each sent five strong men, one-on-one contests, five games and three wins, if the protoss wins, the empire must immediately withdraw all its soldiers from the Sky City. Taking the steel guard wall of Lingdong Province as the boundary, it shares the world with the gods. If the empire wins, His Majesty the gods will voluntarily lead all the people to leave the Tongtian Gorge and settle in the desert and snowy plains of the north, and give up all of this continent. Empire, how?"
"This..." Wei Qiu and Situ Sen stared at each other, and were stunned together.
The bait given by the demons was a bit big, and gave up Tongtianxia. This is their lair. Originally, Lin Muyu planned to attack Tongtianxia three months later, with the lives of one hundred thousand imperial warriors and two hundred thousand magic crystal cannons. Cannonballs have destroyed the demons at the cost, but now, as long as they can win this competition, then the demons can withdraw from the war for hegemony on the continent without a bloodbath.
"How about it, His Royal Highness?" Huang Pu asked sharply, pressing Lin Muyu invisibly.
Chu Yao frowned and said, "It is good to resolve war peacefully, but why do I always feel that the Demon Race is uneasy and kind?"
Huangpu couldn't help but laugh: "This girl is worried too much. His Majesty the Emperor Jinkou said that she said one thing, please rest assured!"
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile.
"What is His Royal Highness King Qin laughing at?"
"Nothing..." Lin Muyu was still laughing secretly, saying some golden words, this is a lie to ghosts, in order to get this world, which monarch is not running the train with his mouth, Qin Yin also promised to form an alliance with Yihe country back then, not dispatched in a blink of an eye Xiang Yu sneaked an attack on Bailing City, the capital of the Yihe Kingdom. In the war years, only a fool could do it for credit.
After careful weighing, Lin Muyu said, "Are there any rules for this competition?"
"have."
Huangpu said: "The contest is fair and just. You must not kill the other party, otherwise it will be considered a loss. In addition, the two sides must bring no more than 1,000 people to the venue. This is what His Majesty said personally."
"How about this… "
Lin Muyu stood up, supported the Marshal’s desk, and said with a smile: "I know that seven gods have come from the northern heaven, they are Yangli, Peixun, Huangyi and others. They are not from your Protoss. If If it really wants to be fair and just, this contest will be vigorous and wait until the gods are not allowed to participate, so that it will be fair and just."
"This… "
Lin Muyu's words are undoubtedly a heavy blow. The Demon Race relies on the Seven Gods. In five trials, there are five of the Seven Gods, and the Empire is almost equal to losing.
Huangpu clasped his fist and said: "The King Yangli is a distinguished guest invited by the Protoss, so... His Majesty said that King Yangli will definitely participate, and the remaining six gods may not participate."
"That's it..."
Lin Muyu groaned, and said, "I promised you this martial arts competition, but... the vigor must be the last one to play. If you agree, it's set."
"The last game..." Huangpu was stunned.
"Yes, I will also play the last game. We have given the number of participants now and cannot be changed." Lin Muyu's eyes were chilly, he knew too much about Yang Li's strength, and it was the safest to go against him. , If you change someone else, you may be killed by the grid.
"Oh well… "
Huangpu said boldly: "The five members of the Protoss participating in the martial arts competition are His Majesty the Emperor, the Saint Master, the God King Yang Li, the Marshal Qianfeng, and His Royal Highness Tang Xiaoxi."
Sure enough, the Mozu finally sent Tang Xiaoxi.
Lin Muyu's heart sank and wrote five names on the agreement between the two parties, saying: "The five people participating in the competition on our side are Huo Ding Qu Chu, Ouyang Yan, Chu Yao, Situ Sen, and I, except The last contestant is always me and Yang Li, and the rest of the scene will be against each other, dare you?"
"What dare not?"
Huangpu immediately signed his own name on the agreement, two copies of the book, one copy for each side, and then Lin Muyu sent someone to send Huangpu and other demons out of the camp.
…
"Ayu, why do you count me as well?" Chu Yao pouted her small mouth and said with a guilty conscience: "I'm just a person with the cultivation base of the sanctuary. Where can I be the opponent of the god-level powerhouses of the Demon Race? ?"
"You don't need to actually do it, just give up at that time."
Lin Muyu set his sights on Qu Chu and Ouyang Yan, and said: "In the first four battles, our odds of victory lies in Qu Lao and Ouyang. You must win the duel so that I can deal with vigor in the last match."
Qu Chu was stunned and said, "Ayu, are you confident to win?"
"No." Lin Muyu shook his head.
Situ Sen stared: "What the hell did you promise?"
"Who said you must fight with them?" Lin Muyu smiled slightly, stood up and came to the sand table with a cold light in his eyes, and said: "I never do business at a loss. Don't think about it. The Demon Race wants to be here. Kill me in the duel, but I won’t do what they want. You see, the place of the competition is Baishapo, which is currently the territory of our empire and is under our control, and the competition is scheduled for half a month, since So, we still have a lot of time."
Wei Qiu couldn't help laughing. He followed Lin Muyu for so long that he was the first to gain insight into Lin Muyu's mind, clasped his fists and smiled: "Your Majesty, just ask me if you have anything."
"Here..." Lin Muyu stretched out her hand and said, "Excavate a tunnel from the underground, quietly dig it from the river channel five miles away from Baishapo, forming a big circle, and place the Sucking Bell Rock in the tunnel to disturb the strong gods. The ability to penetrate the plane, and then bury a magic crystal cannonball every forty meters in the northern underground. Since the seven gods of the northern sky dare to come to the lower realm to find death, I can't help them!"
"Is it really useful to suck Zhongyan?" Qu Chu said dubiously.
"The old man Qu knows that the bell rock can disturb the magnetic field and cause the wall of the plane to be distorted. As long as we bury the bell rock underground in Baishapo, Yang Li and the others can only shuttle to the bell in an instant if they want to go. At the northern periphery of the rock magnetic field, by then we will launch the magic crystal cannon to form a series of explosions, and at least half of these seven gods will die!"
"What a ruthless guy..." Ouyang Yan opened her ruddy little mouth.
Chu Yao also pursed her red lips, and said nothing more. It seemed that Lin Muyu had already made up her mind to fight back.
"At last."
Lin Muyu pressed her hand on the edge of the sand table and said, "This battle, no matter what... we have to get Xiaoxi back!"
"Yes!"
Wei Qiu, Situ Sen, Feng Xi and others all performed an emperor ceremony together. In fact, everyone knew very well in their hearts. I am afraid that Lin Muyu's organization has calculated and agreed to this duel, and the real purpose is only one-grabbing. Back to Tang Xiaoxi, although this plan was full of his selfishness, who could blame him