"Duke of Thorngrass?" Lu Ming looked at the card in his hand. At the signature position, the emblem of the black Thorngrass faintly seemed to have black gas flowing.
Queen Hera was beside her, nodding slightly.
This is the presidential suite on the 50th floor of the New Newman Hotel. Looking through the blue floor-to-ceiling windows, the massive tents of the demonstrators have blocked the traffic on this most prosperous street, but the order seems to be much better than half a month ago. , there are also police officers in black uniforms maintaining the situation.
Lu Ming was originally prepared for the Duke of Thorngrass to go to Mid-Levels Castle to disrupt the peace agreement between the parties, but he didn't expect it. He sent the business card to the home of General Augustus, and the servant sent a message saying that he hoped to be with Queen Hera in the royal capital. gather.
Queen Hera can choose the specific time and place, she just needs to tell him during the Kunlun TV commercial time at 8:30 tonight.
Apparently the Duke of Thorngrass is also in the royal capital, New Newman.
"Does he also like to watch Kunlun TV?" Lu Ming smiled.
On the other side, Sekhmet curled his lips. This traitor's thinking was always incomprehensible.
However, think about what the queen, her most respected mentor, a person just like her mother, said to her a few days ago.
Her pretty face couldn't help but cast a haze.
However, she never had the thought of disobeying her mentor, otherwise, she would not be engaged to Peter.
I sighed softly in my heart, full of confusion.
"Let's just settle here. Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, it doesn't matter, but I will participate then." Lu Ming stood up as he spoke.
The shiny fairy gate rippled slightly, and his figure disappeared inside.
After a long time, Sekhmet suddenly asked: "Your Majesty, is there really no other way? Have you ever thought about it, and the thorn grass..."
The sudden strong wind blew away what Sekhmet was about to say. Sekhmet felt the anger brought by the strong wind and hurriedly knelt down on one knee, not daring to say any more. However, his aggrieved eyes were filled with tears.
Sighing gently, Queen Hera, who looked like a white jade sculpture of the Greek goddess, fell into a long silence.
…
The reception room of the presidential suite the next afternoon.
Lu Ming sat slightly behind Queen Hera on the left side and looked at the handsome young man opposite. He was dressed very conservatively, like an old-fashioned aristocrat, with a black tuxedo, a snow-white bow tie, and a tall black cylindrical hat covered by a strange-looking woman. The butler took it and hung it on the hat rack.
The housekeeper was hired from the hotel, so she was well-informed, but she really couldn't compliment the weird young man in front of her. She even had a short gentleman's staff placed next to the young man's leg.
Lu Ming thought, he looks really young, the Duke of Thorngrass.
The housekeeper left the drawing room and closed the drawing room door tightly.
"The Sky Goddess of Mount Amamis, the Simon clan who prays for food in the dark once again pays their utmost respect to you!" Duke Thorngrass caressed his chest slightly and bowed.
Half of the room seemed to be shrouded in shadow, and behind Duke Thorngrass, countless figures surrounded by black gas seemed to appear, all of them caressing their chests and bowing to Queen Hera.
It was worldly etiquette just now, but now it is the way they meet in this world.
The breeze blew gently, and the dense black shadows behind the Duke of Thorngrass suddenly struggled painfully in the seemingly undetectable breeze, making various painful expressions, and then disappeared in an instant.
The light in the room seemed to suddenly brighten.
Duke Thorngrass' expression changed slightly, and he bowed again, stroking his chest, "I feel your anger, and I ask for your generosity again."
Sighing softly, Queen Hera looked like an eternal Greek goddess sitting sculpture, completely petrified.
"As long as I get your mercy and forgive my poor child's soul, I, the Simon family, are willing to leave the empire and go to sleep in the dark abyss until your anger disappears..."
Lu Ming observed this old monster who looked like a handsome boy but actually had lived for who knows how long and had just woken up a few years ago.
What he meant was that he hoped that Queen Hera would release OPEC so that the Asparagus Clan would leave the Empire Continent?
Dark abyss, where is it?
Is it a different space? Or is it an unexplored shadow zone in the empire?
However, did he really admit defeat?
Thinking about it, he should also know that although it is difficult for Queen Hera to really kill him, he is actually weaker than Queen Hera. Even if he takes the whole clan, the rest will be easily wiped out of their survival. In the end, it is still Hera couldn't kill him in the duel between the two, but I think Hera could make him taste a lot of unbearable pain.
Prince Peter was once the trump card in his hand, a terrible tool he used to hold Queen Hera hostage and even destroy Queen Hera's heart of God.
As a result, Queen Hera silently rescued Peter.
This is based on his feelings, because he most likely does not know that two female immortals from the East have intervened in this matter.
And from a secular perspective, the situation of peace talks between all parties has also come to an end for the Thorn Grass family.
Unless he kills most of the generals in the military, not to mention Queen Hera on the opposite side, he is powerless. Even the mysterious rules of the hidden world restrain him and make it difficult for him to kill ordinary people.
Therefore, he was prepared to lead the entire clan into hibernation temporarily after Queen Hera returned his most beloved child, Opec.
"Yes, of course you need time to think about it!" Duke Thorngrass didn't know how he got Queen Hera's response. He stood up and said, "I'm waiting for your call again!"
Lu Ming rang the bell, and the housekeeper came in and sent the Duke of Thorngrass away.
The Duke of Thorngrass left the presidential suite like a normal person, took the elevator downstairs, got into a black car outside the revolving door, and left.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Lu Ming slowly took off the mask on his face as he watched the black car slowly drive away downstairs.
"Do you think his suggestion is sincere?" Lu Ming turned around and asked Queen Hera.
At their level, no matter promises, oaths, etc., it is difficult to deceive the other party.
"Yes, if you are willing to release OPEC." Queen Hera responded.
Only when talking to Lu Ming, the voice was not transmitted through the wind, but Queen Hera's own wonderful voice, which was extremely delicate and blessed by the divine.
It's a bit similar to the special effects dubbing of Tathagata and Guanyin as gods in TV series when Lu Ming was a kid, but it's a hundred times more wonderful.
Lu Ming thought for a while, "Then agree to him." It's better to do less than to do more. The hidden world of the West is never a fight to the death.
"I know." Queen Hera whispered softly.
Lu Ming stood up, and his back disappeared into the light of the Immortal Sect again.
…
night.
After looking at the briefing of today's meeting, it can actually be seen as a critical meeting where the Security Committee put all its efforts into putting pressure on Prime Minister Dumas' representatives.
Judging from some fierce speeches, if Prime Minister Dumas does not resign, he will probably become the eternal sinner of the United Kingdom.
Lu Ming took a comfortable bath and then returned to the dormitory. After preparing and placing the Dharmakaya on the bed, he went to Japan to enjoy the daytime. It was still daytime over there. He had some fun with the Japanese concubines to relieve stress. He will stay here today. There it is.
Luxurious bedroom with subtle fragrance.
Lu Ming was slightly surprised. He slowly came to the Yuedong bed, opened the golden curtain, and scratched his head.
In the noble light yellow bed curtains, two beauties were lying quietly in it, one was Queen Hera and the other was Sekhmet.
Queen Hera is like a Greek goddess, with long golden wavy hair, beautiful eyes as deep as the blue ocean, lightly wrapped in white gauze, her body is looming, and she usually only thinks that she is beautiful and noble and cannot be blasphemed, but now I was shocked to find that her figure is also The irrationality of the goddess in the sky, especially the pair of turbulent peaks, makes people feel slightly dizzy. Under the beautiful jade legs lightly wrapped with white gauze, those angelic snow-like feet were painted with colorful starlight today, and they became extremely coquettish out of thin air. It is a holiness that is clean and unstained by dust. Today's snow-footed decorations should be carefully crafted to please the Lord before devoting one's life.
Sekhmet closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth. It could be seen that it was still difficult to accept the fate of the captives in this battle with the gods. He was an extremely holy and arrogant holy swordsman, but he had obviously made preparations for the day of dedicating himself to the Lord of God. Silver-haired The beautiful girl with beautiful eyes, her chaste body lightly wrapped in white gauze has many colorful tattoos to please the God Lord. They should be temporary and will disappear afterwards, just like the principle of colorful stickers used by ordinary humans, a red fire phoenix The flames even spread to her little snowy feet, making this cold and beautiful girl and the chief holy swordsman immediately arouse, and they couldn't control themselves.
Even in the sixth palace, the colorless and charming Queen Hera is competing for beauty. This beautiful girl also has her own unique charm.
Lu Ming scratched his head. He actually knew that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly.
Nishimiya Liuli had already told himself the fate of these two Western gods after they were captured by the will of the mortal world.
It will be of great benefit to me. Taking away their reproductive rights will be much more beneficial than having sex with ten thousand mortal women.
In fact, I still feel weird.
Isn’t what I am practicing the path of the mighty holy path? Why does the so-called physical sanctification require the reproduction of offspring, and the probability of self-reproduction is very low, so the more people of the opposite sex are needed, the better.
It all feels like an evil path.
Although the original essential behavior of living things from the beginning of their birth is to make as many copies of themselves as possible, that is, to reproduce.
This is probably the highest cosmic rule for life forms.
But becoming a god and becoming a saint also follows such a primitive rule, which makes people feel that the level of what they have cultivated is instantly lowered.
But then again, the holiness in books is all imagined by human beings, and it means being pure and devoid of desires or even having no desires or desires.
But starting from single-celled organisms, the instinct to survive is actually to copy oneself infinitely, thus embarking on a long road of evolution.
The path he took was probably just a return to the essence of life.
(End of chapter)
