"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 Banshan Castle to disrupt the peace agreement between the parties, but he did not expect that 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 Neumann.
"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 and 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 softly, Queen Hera, 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, looking 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 and was considered well-informed, but she really didn't dare to compliment the strange 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 to himself, he looks really young, Duke of Thorngrass.
The housekeeper left the drawing room and closed the drawing room door tightly.
"Sky goddess of Mount Amamis, the Simon clan who prays for food in the dark once again pays supreme respect to you!" The Duke of 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.
What was worldly etiquette just now is now 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 all 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 gently, Queen Hera looked like an eternal Greek goddess sitting in a 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 young man 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?
Where is the dark abyss?
Is it an alien space? Or is it an unexplored shadow zone in the Empire Continent?
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 traces of survival of the rest will be easily wiped out. 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 rescued Peter silently.
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.
Moreover, from a secular perspective, the situation of peace talks between all parties has also ended 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.
Like a normal person, the Duke of Thorngrass left the presidential suite, took the elevator downstairs, got into a black car outside the revolving door, and left.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, watching the black car slowly drive away downstairs, Lu Ming slowly took off the mask on his face.
"Do you think his proposal 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 carried by 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 luster 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.
It's there.
Luxurious bedroom with subtle fragrance.
Lu Ming was slightly surprised, and 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. They are usually alluring.
It is a holiness that is clean and unstained by dust. Today’s snow-footed decorations should have been 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 prisoners 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. His silver hair and silver hair
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 feet, making this cold and beautiful girl, the chief holy swordsman, immediately arouse, and the hearts of the people couldn't restrain 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 Ruri had already told herself 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 oneself. 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 is it that the so-called physical sanctification requires the reproduction of offspring, and the probability of my own reproduction is very low, so the more different people of the opposite sex, 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 to become a god or a saint, you also follow such a primitive rule, which makes people feel that the level of what you have cultivated is instantly lowered.
But having said that, the holiness in books is all imagined by human beings. 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 I have taken is probably just a return to the essence of life.
