"You once killed my family, and I killed you."

"Now this hatred has come to you again," Bai Luo asked, "Are you planning to continue to be enemies with me, or just let it go?"

Bai Luo actually hoped that Count of Thorns would choose to let go, because in that way, Bai Luo would focus on the electoral emperor.

He is the culprit who persecuted the Yadon clan and caused the misfortune of the parents of Yadon Village and Bai Luo.

In addition, the question of Count of Thorns is so close that Bai Luo is actually worried about what he does.

After all, Bai Luo's condition was not stable at this time, and he was afraid that he would go to extremes and call the dusk back.

If it really reaches that point, I'm afraid it will really respond to Miya's tragic prophecy.

"If I surrender, can you let my people go?"

Earl of Thorns asked Bai Luo, wondering whether he was planning to kill all of them or discussing them.

Li Xueshan Xianzhai's death made the Count of Thorns feel sad and angry, but Bai Luo's army is famous for avenging his own tribe members.

General Dong sacrificed himself to cut off the chain of hatred.

That's it, until he's.

Earl of Thorns and Bai Luo both felt the old man's attitude, so he chose to sit down and have a good talk.

However, after all, the Count of Thorns is weak, so he is not enough to talk to Bai Luo about any conditions, so his attitude is very clear, that is, if Bai Luo wants his territory, the entire Thorn Corps can give him.

Others care about the land of miracles, but the Count of Thorns doesn't care.

Because in his mind, the lives of the people are far higher than what land and honor.

"Can you really leave?"

After listening to their words, Bai Luo felt that the Iron Eagle King and Yi Zai Marquis were right. How could he not be influenced by the Aden spirit?

"I……"

The Count of Thorns wanted to speak but stopped: "Is that true? Is that true?"

From the perspective of Lord of Miracle, Bai Luo has forgiven Count of Thorns.

But his forgiveness does not mean that the Yadon clan will forgive.

Therefore, peace is destined to be unable to be between the Principality of Aden and the Thorns. Sooner or later, they will have to fight and die.

As for when it will end, I don't know.

Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years.

Fortunately, Bai Luo gave a clear reply, that is, he will no longer attack the Thorns, nor will he send the miracle body to bully the small with the big one.

The Yadon tribe wants to take revenge, which is what they want to do.

"You are pretty good."

Bai Luo believed it because Bai Luo saw the warm sunshine without a trace of haze on this man.

Such a thorny earl would not have done anything to slaughter the village.

"There are faults, and the debts are the masters."

Bai Luo: "The hatred between you and me has come to an end for a while, but the Adens have escaped from the thorns and you have oppressed us. This is an indisputable fact."

"So I want us to live in harmony," Bai Luo shook his head and said, "It's absolutely impossible."

"I see."

In fact, this is already very good. Bai Luo no longer invaded him, which made Count of Thorns breathe a sigh of relief: "Then this meeting, Thorns will be fine."

Earl of Thorns originally wanted to ask Bai Luo what he wanted to do at the meeting of Kings.

I didn't expect them to meet in advance.

Not only did the Earl of Thorns feel relieved, but Bai Luo also felt much more at ease.

His family knows his family affairs, and dusk is the big head of the meeting of the Ten Thousand Kings. If the Count of Thorns fanned the flames, Aden might be in real danger.

"Can Iron Eagle and Yadon be repaired?"

Iron Eagle King: "The conditions are up to you."

"I won't leave Yadon, I just need the ancient capital," Bai Luo: "So there's nothing to bother you."

This is a disguised rejection. Bai Luo can be related to any Lord of Miracle.

But Bai Luo himself doesn't care about being friends with the Iron Eagle Kingdom. But the Yadon clan will never be willing to form an alliance easily.

"That's really, it's a pity..."

Bai Luo was staying in the rest room of the Iron Eagle Kingdom. They had actually reconciled between the kings.

Now, I have temporarily forgotten each other's identities and simply evaluate each other's hobbies with the attitude of being a fellow friend.

"Brother."

In a courtyard in the holy city of Arland, the old uncle walked in, and in the garden, the fat old man was leisurely and leisurely playing with the spring elves that were only the size of his thumb.

"Saros!"

The fat old man turned around and found that it was the old uncle. He immediately got up in surprise and wanted to give him a hug: "Why are you here? I'll come here and see me now. I'm so moved."

"Wait first."

The old uncle stopped the fat old man's enthusiasm. This person is like this. He is usually very serious. When he meets Saros, he immediately becomes a stupid and cute fat man.

"What's wrong?"

The fat old man was puzzled, and the old uncle asked, "You separated us?"

“What separates?”

Fat old Han said: "Atun has so many miracles, I have assigned you to one place."

Bai Luo was like Ying Baizhou back then, and he was the chosen son of God who could achieve a lot of miracles. Fat Old Han had already guessed this, so in order to avoid suspicion, they were specially arranged in one place.

But according to the old uncle's opinion, they didn't seem to be put together. What's going on?

"Someone has tampered with you, separated?"

Fat old man: "Why? What's the point of doing this?"

Arland was naturally under the control of Fat Laohan, but in fact, there was another person with the same authority, that is, the organizer of this Holy Empire elected the emperor.

"Not him, absolutely not!"

Fat old Han said: "If it were that boy, he would not have made me react at all."

But if it weren't for the Emperor's election, someone could actually skip the control and perception of Fat Old Han and teleport Bai Luo and others separately. This person's strength would never be inferior to Fat Old Han.

"You guessed it?"

When the fat old man saw that the old uncle was silent, he immediately knew that the old uncle had a guess: "Who is it?"

"It's been moving so quickly."

Uncle did not say the identity of that person, but it goes without saying who she is.

Except for Queen Avalon, who can move such hands and feet?

"You are finally back, sister."

In the magnificent space like a temple, the electoral emperor who was supposed to be sitting on the throne was kneeling on the ground. His eyes were a little excited and even faintly burst into tears: "If you don't come again, I really don't have the confidence to suppress those guys."

"Thank you for your hard work, Little Governor Mu An."

Isse Feiya passed by the elected emperor. She patted the other party's head and then sat very naturally on the throne that originally belonged to the latter.

This familiar move made the elected emperor feel relieved.

The Queen is really back.

She is still her, just like before.

“This is what I should have done.”

The Emperor Selection of the Emperor stood up: "But, don't call that name. Now I am the sacred Emperor Selection of the Emperor."

Perhaps only he knows which one is the real person, the governor Mu An, who is hidden in the dark and casual emperor selection.

"But, why are you back now?"

The Emperor's Choice is not very understanding. After all, is there really something that can move and make her embarrassed by a great existence like Queen Avalon?

"Although I can understand that you have your own private life," he said without any scruples, "But we have something to do, right?"

"It would be nice to come back."

Isepia casually supported her head with her hands, as if she was saying something indifferent: "Although Sagondor died, Athian was still there. To be honest, even I am only 60% sure of Athian."

The Emperor's Choosing Emperor naturally knew who these two people were referring to, but he didn't care, because in his mind, Isse Feiya was the strongest.

None of Athian or Sagondor was her opponent.

"Are you planning to start when you come to see me?"
To be continued...