At the top of the hall, the withered king lazily waved them to sit down without waves, but his eyes fell on the figure in the middle.
"What a coincidence! Huai poem"
The withered king grinned. "I was just telling Gala when you would come. I didn’t expect it to be so fast."
"Where have you been waiting for so long? Why are you still holding on to the shelf?" Huai Shi asked with a cool smile. "Then you should know my purpose?"
The withered king nodded and said "yes"
Make Huai poetry slightly zheng.
confused
Almost no reaction. What does he mean?
Then I heard the words of the withered king.
"1.1 billion"
"Huh?" Frown in Huai poetry
"1.1 billion souls are located in your kingdom of heaven. This is the condition of national subjugation-what do you mean by agreeing to your request and being willing to discuss with you?"
“……”
Huai Shi pondered for a moment and his smile gradually disappeared. "That is to say, are you willing to join the plan of heaven?"
"Naturally, or as a last resort"
Withered king calm answer glance at this he that a little surprised expression could not help but laugh again "you should not treat me as a gentleman to be barbarian?
It is also the duty of the emperor to correctly evaluate the strength of the enemy and ourselves.
Now, it seems to me that it is difficult enough for you to achieve the abyss with the help of the present situation, even if you are unbeaten, it will not be enough to stop you from causing any irreversible damage.
Why not seek a better solution to both losses? "
He smiled and said, "If you are willing to nod, I don’t mind humiliating the country and turning back to the present situation … It is not non-negotiable to surrender and pay tribute."
Huai poetry is silent.
What I feel since the withering king is a completely different breath from the Great King … But my observation and feeling are full of mists and illusions.
He also can’t see it.
But in terms of pure sincerity and magnanimity, the withering king has indeed retained it
But the conditions are too harsh
Is no longer within the scope of discussion.
He shook his head regretfully. "No, it’s not negotiable."
"Then four billion."
The withered king seems to be Nai’s general sigh with emotion, "I have given in to Huai poetry."
"impossible"
Huai poem still shook his head flatly.
“……”
The withered king looked at him without saying anything, but he didn’t smile, so that the whole detached palace fell into silence and rested.
Even Jiuqing held her breath and didn’t dare to interrupt his dialogue with Huai Shi, even if there were more words to say …
"What about 1.5 billion?" The withered king finally asked.
"Still too much"
Huai poem shook his head and raised a finger "LeiTingHai quota is one thousand, I can guarantee that it is a giant blood bearing.
There can be 1000 national subjugation, but other than that, I can guarantee you the greatest autonomy, even if you want to recreate national subjugation in the new world. "
The withered king asked again, "Besides?"
"No," Huai Shi said.
"Nothing to talk about?"
"Yes" Huai poem nodded.